The balcony guy - Georgenotfound x reader

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Y/n pov

"Tommy?" we both said at the same time. My eyes went from Tommy to George and then back to Tommy. It felt like i wasn't thinking straight. I had a little of alcohol but i'm definitely not drunk. "Come in." i finally say still confusion. My eyes couldn't focus on anything. My vision was as blurry as my mind. 

The three of us just stood there infront of my front door not saying one word. I decided to walk upstairs and both of them followed me in silence. "Sit." i order. They both do what i say. That felt kinda powerful. I'm standing infront of them my gaze switching from George to Tommy and from Tommy to George. How did George know Tommy?

"Y/n i have to talk to you. In private." Tommy says side eyeing George in the last part. "Not now. I have too many questions." "No but this is serious. It's about yo-..." Tommy tries to say something but i don't let him finish "How do you guys know each other?". Now they are both looking at each other like they are using the eye language. I see Georges eyes move from side to side and then they land me. I give a confused look but he just turns to Tommy.

"We are friends." Tommy finally says. "Isn't there like a 8 year old gap between you two?" i ask suspiciously. "Age is just a number. Isn't it Tommy?" George tries to save the situation. Tommy nods and smiles at me. "Okaaay.." i act like i believe their lies. They share a winning look and i just grin at them. 

"Tommy what do you want? It's almost 10pm. Does your mom know about this?" i ask looking at my cousin. "No no she doesn't please don't tell her please. I will be grounded for like ever." he pleaded. "Fine i won't. But now....TALK." "It's about your dad. Do you mind?" he asks for permition to talk about my dad infront of George and i nod approving him to talk. 

"He asked my mom for money. Again.." he said looking at his feet. "I gave him money like two days ago. What do you mean he asked for money?!" "I heard them talk on the phone. I think it was something about your step mom." he continues "I just wanted to let you know that you should probably go and talk to him. Or maybe get him the help he needs." the last sentence was a bit more quiet then the first one. 

"What do you mean by ,or the help he needs,?" i ask confused and i feel the anger filling up my body. It was quiet. Like really quiet. "I'll be right back." i say and storm to my room leaving both of the boys sitting on the coach in awkward silence. I don't really mind George knowing about my dad but Tommy pissed me off.

I take my pack of cigarettes, open the balcony door and let the cold autumn breeze hit my face. 

George pov

Everything happened so quickly. One second i was playing a drinking game and the next one i'm sitting on Y/ns couch with Tommy. Tommy is one of my few friends in London. I know there i a huge age gap between us but i don't really mind because streaming with him is pretty fun. Yes, sometimes he can be pretty anoying but i can handle it. 

The food came shortly after Y/n left us and slammed the door behind her. While me and Tommy were eating i told him about how i met Y/n and how we share a balcony. It felt like he wasn't even paying attention to what i'm saying. His eyes where focus on the vodka and the tatra tea placed on the counter. 

"Are you drunk?" he asks. "No." i lie but then we both start to laugh because everybody can tell i'm lying. "I think i'm going to bring Y/n the rest of the food. You wait her and don't you dare touch any of these." i say pointing out the bottles of alcohol. Tommy wasn't 18 yet, so i couldn't just let him without any warning. If he drinks after i warned him? Not my problem.

I knock on Y/ns door but there is no answer. I knock one more time before i let myslef in. And thre she is. On the balcony. I open the balcony door and join her leaning over the safety railing. She looks at me with a smile and continues staring at the city smoking her cigarette.