IN WHICH childhood best friends find themselves drifting apart from an agreement they made when they were teens that they had brought until they became adults.
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IN WHICH georgenotfound is in a whole lot of mess with his best friend, daisy florence...
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It was a normal day for Daisy. She had just parted with Gabi and the Smith sisters. Her social battery was drained. It was a hard day at work.
She loved her students and all that but was definitely tiring. Sos he decided to go visit the flower shop that was near the school. Giselle's Flower Shop.
She was just looking at the tulips that were outside when she heard a laugh. Glancing slightly, there she saw her, her arms wrapped around the same waist of the same guy that her and Gabi had been seeing at the train station.
Daisy gulped and walked backwards to try and hide when she suddenly bumped into Giselle herself.
"Oh Daisy! Here to buy some roses again?" the woman who owned the shop had known Daisy and Gabi's red roses purchases for George because the pair had been buying them ever since they moved to Brighton.
Daisy sighed and glanced to Heather and her boy toy who were looking at her already. She turned to Giselle and shook her head, "No. I was just passing by." She said polietely.
Giselle nodded, "Oh well that's a shame. Just look for me inside if you find yourself buying anything alright?" she asked before they parted.
The blonde was about to walk away when she heard her name being called. She sighed and turned to see Heather standing in front of her.
Heather wore a tight lipped smile. "You must Daisy Florence." She said. The blonde knew who Daisy was. Seeing as George's apartment was filled with her pictures with him and Gabi and their Uni friends.
Daisy hummed and nodded, "Well I'm Heather. I don't know if George told you who I am. So sorry we had to meet this way, but you won't tell George I'm in Brighton yes? Cause that would cause a big trouble for the both of us if you did." Heather said with a slight glare.
"Uh..." Daisy trailed as she glanced at the guy that Heather was just attatched to earlier. "Look at me." Heather said sternly. Daisy looked at her in shok, "I know you saw me. Let's just cut to the chase." Heather said with a scoff.
"I don't like you and you don't like me-" "I didn't say that-" "You don't have to. I know how you tried to stop George from seeing me. He told me." Heather said with a slight smirk.
Daisy sighed, "But honestly I could care less because he chose me." she said. Daisy scoffed and rolled her eyes, "What do you want then? A trophy? Well boohoo suck my ass." She said clearly done with the passive aggressive tone that Heather was giving her.
She turned around and was about to walk away but her arm was grabbed. Heather pulled her so she was turning back to look at her.
"Listen here you bitch." Heather said as she gripped her arm. Her nails sinking into her skin. Daisy winced but Heather didn't stop, "Say something to George about this, you'll regret it. Capiche?" she asked with a glare.
Daisy snickered and rolled her eyes before pulled her arm away and turning around. Heather scoffed, "Oh darling don't even try to get rid of me. I'm staying for good-" Heather didn't get to finish her sentence. Daisy, who had enough of her blabber turned back around ang slapped her cheek hard.
The guy behind her gasped, "I could care less what you do to me or call me. But leave George alone, cheater." She said and walked away.
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Daisy was back at hers and Gabi's apartment. She winced when she looked at her arm. It was slightly bleading and now bruised from Heather's nails.
She walked to the bathroom where their first aid kit was hidden. She was just starting to clean up the bruise when her phone rang.
Looking at the caller ID she sighed, it was George. This was her chance to tell him. So without hesitation she answered it.
"Hey George-" "What the fuck Daisy." he cut her off. He was angry, upset. This made Daisy stop.
"what?" she asked confused. "You slapped Heather?!" George yelled. Daisy's heart broke, Heather got to him first.
"I-" "No! I know you don't like her but you could of atleast acted nice for once. What did she ever do to you huh?" George cut her off again.
Daisy sighed and gripped the counter of their bathroom. "Nothing." She muttered as tears started to form in her eyes, "Then why the hell would you-" "Because she's fucking cheating on you George!" she yelled as the tears finally fell.
Her heart was aching, she wiped the frustrated tears away, "She isn't-" "Me and Gabi have caught her twice now George! She lied to you when she said she was at work. She was at the train station and was with another guy. They were snogging!" she yelled as she looked down at her phone.
Silence was on the other line. Daisy waited for what her best friend was gonna say.
But he sighed. In Florida he clenched his eyes shut as he shook his head, "Stop lying Daisy." he muttered.
He heard her scoff, "I'm not lying-" "Heather wouldn't do that to me. Stop being jealous." He cut her off.
Daisy let out a cry of disbelief. "You know what, fine believe her. But don't you go crying to me or Gabi when you find out truth." She said.
"Daisy she isn't-" "Fuck you George Davidson. Have a fucking great life." She cut him of before hanging up.
George stood there, in Dream's bathroom in shock. Daisy, his best friend had just hung up on him.
He shook his head and wiped his face before going out the bathroom where he heard his friends hanging out.
"You okay George?" Bad asked. George hummed and sent him a tight lip smile. "Yeah. Never better."
