Georges pov:
Im lying on the comfy bed knowing that soon I'm gonna be lying on a even better bed in a big beautiful house with the person i love the most
Im lying on my back looking at the ceiling and thinking about how my life is getting better with him in it
I blink and instead of the white ceiling i see Dreams gorgeous face
He lays on top of me and snuggles into my chest
It feels really funny cause its usually me laying on top of him
"George i love you" is all he says
I take a big breath and try to say it back but something stops me again, it annoys me so much that i still don't feel really comfortable saying it back
I don't even know why i can't say it back
He lifts his head and faces me with his smile
"George..." he says
"Hm?" I respond
"You're so beautiful..." he gently says
I look him in the eyes and nothing comes out of my mouth
"George i think you should learn how to say thank you" he calmly says
I look away cause i know I should be able to say it but i still can't
"You're very smart George..." he says and puts his hand on my cheek
"..." i again have nothing to say
"You have a beautiful speech..."
"..." again
"I love how you skat-"
"Stop" I finally say something
"Okay let's start slowly" he says and rubs his thumb on my cheek, i get really flustered
"I love your shirt!" He says and looks at my shirt
"..."
"You say thank you" he quietly says and looks back up at me
"Okay" i spit out and try to keep the eye contact
"Lets try again" he says and i nod
"I like your voice" he confidently says
"..."
"Come on George, it's not that hard" it is for me
"Let's pack the suitcase" i try to change the subject and push him off me
I know I should say thank you and all but i just can't
"Let's try one last time okay?" He says, gets off me and sits up and signs me to also sit up
So i sit up and we are sitting across from each other
He crosses his legs and pulls me closer
"I think you're perfect" he says and i look up to look at him while he looks down
He mouths 'thank you' and i take big breaths
"Thank you" I quietly and slowly whisper without taking my eyes off of his
He sighs in happiness
His gaze softens and he slowly blinks
He pulls me into a soft and gentle kiss
After making out for about 5 minutes he lays down on the bed with me next to him
"Im very proud of you" he whispers into my ear and it throws shivers down my spine
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