"Okay I'll just carry your suitcases up the stairs then?" George sarcastically yelled after me as I ran off up the stairs to my apartment. It's weird to think how since 9 days in New York, so much changed. I've decided to stop looking back at the past though, it only gets me into some sort of state. I'm a wreck.
"If you're offering, thanks!" I called over my shoulder to him still at the bottom of the spiral staircase with my lugguage, we'd already dropped his off on the way here but he insisted on taking me home.
There are a few things I'm worried about; for example telling my mum, telling the media and of course Tanya. I shouldn't let any of them get to me but last time it didn't go so well. I don't want George and I to be over before we've even started because of the above. I'm scared what my mum will say, I did mope about for a month about him and finally got over it, yet now I'm back with him. This time will be different though. I know that's what they all say, but I know what went wrong last time and I don't think I'll let that happen.
Obviously, I can't control what happens; what will be will be. I just can't help but fear that someone will mess this up and knowing my luck, it'll be so unexpected like my life has been over the few months. Being with George is hard, but at the same time no one can paint a smile of my face like he does and oh my goodness I'm going all sweet. Speaking of whom, I think I just heard a bang behind me.
I spun aroud to see George leaning on my suitcases and panting, I couldn't help but giggle.
"Don't laugh!" He tried to find energy to weakly nudge me on the arm which I found even more funnier.
"Oh and what are you going to about it Shellers?" I teased biting my lip.
He leaned up right from the cases and began to walk over towards me pressing me against my door with his body.
"Hardly a punishment." I winked at him, my heart was racing at how close he was to me. Our lips both came closer together, about to touch and-
He pulled away, grinning. This guy annoys me sometimes. I punched his arm playfully.
"That's not fair!" I moaned, still leaving my back pressed against the wall, not letting him enter my apartment.
"That's life." He laughed, "Now move out the way!"
"What if I don't?" I challenged.
"Then I'll just do this..." He came back over to me and kissed my neck before pulling away again and finally leaning in to give me that kiss...
Damn. He laughed again and pulled away, still leaving our bodies pressed against eachother. I looked at him laughing for a second before realising how perfect he is.
"Why won't you kiss me?" I rolled my eyes at his immature behaviour which I found adorable.
"Not in the mood." He teased, acting innocent by looking to the floor and playing with his fingers.
"Fine." I finally gave in realising he was just being difficult and I wasn't getting anywhere. I unlocked the door and swung it open stepping in, closely followed by George pulling my cases. He's just so friggen amazing.
"I missed this place!" George stated before throwing himself onto the sofa making himself comfortable by laying down. I went up behind him and pushed him onto the floor, making myself laugh as I watched him rub his head.
"Okay that's it." He jumped up and looked at me for a moment, giving me the 'you better run' look. I reacted instantly and began screaming, for no reason, as I ran around my apartment from George closely behind me reaching out.
He finally grabbed hold of me and pulled me down onto the floor of the lounge, with me laying on top of him and his arms clutched around my waist to keep me down not allowing me to move. We both locked eyes before moving in waiting for that moment for our lips to touch, although I want the last laugh.
I pulled away, leaving our heads still close and whispered into his ear, "I'm not really in the mood."
"Oh right..." He grinned, wowow I loved his smile. "Well I am."
With that our lips crashed together and began moving in sync perfectly, I missed this so much.
"And I'm not really in the mood to see my daughter snogging the face of the one who broke her heart so I guess we're all disappointed."
George and I both pulled away and looked to the door frame and saw my mum folded arms standing watching us with almost disgust. Great. How do I get out of this one?
A/N: sorry this is sooo short! The next chapter will be longer i promise :) please vote and comment and whatever you doooo! Next update soon but idk when xo
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