What's this feeling?

{4} "Goodnight George.,, {4}

We headed out of the washroom, George kept himself latched onto my arm presumably for balance.

We walked up to Nick who was standing alone at a basketball shooting game.

"Hey.,, I said, standing next to him with George. He didn't even look at us, he kept shooting basketballs. I sighed and looked at George.

We stood there and waited for the game to end, when he took his last shot he started yelling because he missed. "NO! THATS COMPLETE BULLSHIT!,, he turned around and paced a little, angrily running his fingers through his hair.

He looked at me, then George, his eyebrows furrowed. "Who's that?,, he looked at me. "Oh, this is George.,, I nodded slightly.

"Right.. where's he staying because if you don't know you might wanna invite him back to our place before he gets too comfortable..,, Nick pointed at George.

I wiggled my arm a little to get it comfortable before looking at George. He was falling asleep on my arm, standing up.

"Hm..—,, I shrugged, "—Wanna call a cab? I"d walk but, if he's coming with us then..,, he lifted his head and looked at me, "Where are we going?,, he asked. I looked a Nick, he was looking at George but he was sorta out of it.

"Well.. my friend and I were gonna take you back to our place if that's fine... I don't know where you're staying right now.,, he gave me a look of disgust. "Anywhere else then where I'm staying would be heaven.,, he said groggily.

I motioned for him to let go of my arm seeing as I'll need it to call the cab. Eventually he did and then he leaned on a claw machine. I pulled out my phone and dialled the cab number, telling them where we were and all that shit.

"5 minutes.,, I tucked my phone into my pocket. Nick gave me a thumbs up and pulled out his phone, sitting on the floor against a wall next to us.

"I'm hungry..,, George looked at me. I came up and leaned next to him, "I want food.,, he nagged.

I looked down at him, his eyes were half shut and he looked like he could just let himself fall and sleep on the ground. Guess I fucked him into exhaustion.

I chuckled. "What's it like to want?,, I conceitedly asked. He groaned and rolled his eyes, turning around and leaning the other way. I chuckled again and looked out the front doors, which were near by. "Shit, that's us.,, I said as a cab pulled up.

I let George find his way back to my arm and Nick started heading towards the door, we followed. As we were walking to the cab I heard Nick shout, "SHOTGUN! SHOTGUN! SHOTGUN!,, and he ran to the passenger seat in the front.

George seemed too tired to give a fuck but I laughed. We got to the cab and George and I got in the back.

We told the driver the information he needed, and where we're going. Nick began bugging the cab driver just as we took off, "How long will that be?,,

I cut his voice out of my head and looked over to George. He was leaning on the window and watching the road while we drove.

I put my hand on his thigh, looking for any signs of him feeling uncomfortable but he didn't seem to care. Instead he looked at me and sighed, leaning onto my shoulder.

The same question ran through my head, over and over and over again. How can I feel like this about someone I JUST met. I don't understand..

I almost kissed the top of his head when I realized Nick had turned around to look at us. "So, who's this man? I mean he just showed up out of no where..?,, he asked.

I looked at George and saw that he had fallen asleep, we were about five minutes into the drive. It was only 10-15 minutes.

"I'll uh.. I'll talk to you about it when we get back to the Suite.,, I said, then I turned my head to look out the window.