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25

Stella and George were both having dinner, while she wished they both would celebrate with their family but for now this would do. Since she and George were children, they'd been best friends, sure they bickered a lot but at the end of the day, he was her hero

"This is the most delicious pasta I've ever had in my life" she told him moaning at the taste and he chuckled "Best birthday ever."

"Well, you may be an accident but you're the best accident that ever happened to mom and dad" he joked with a smirk and she rolled her eyes playfully "You ended up being their favourite"

"The perks of being the youngest kid." She stated with a shrug "And shut up you are mom's favourite"

"Well, you're dad's favourite." He argued "And sometimes mom's as well... I can't believe you're twenty three now"

"You're a year older, G, stop acting like you're forty or something. Even mom and dad weren't overreacting." She glared at him "I'm not that old."

"So you and Charles?" George went straight to the topic and she sighed

"Stop it" she told him with a pointed look "We're friends, besides if I'm with someone, you'd be first to know."

"Like how I knew that you had a crush on him for I don't know? The whole karting days?" He asked with a teasing look and she groaned loudly

"I was embarrassed, okay? He didn't like me back" she admitted evading his gaze and he grabbed her hand squeezing it lightly "So... now that we're speaking about the past, there's something I'd like to confess and God knows I haven't at the Church"

"What have you done? Did you kill somebody?"

"Screw you, G, I haven't! But that's worse... I slept with Charles." She admitted quickly and he was too stunned to speak, to even react "When I was sixteen."

"You slept with him? Charles?" He questioned still hadn't let the confession sink in, she nodded with a sheepish smile

"Cheers to twenty three, right?"

"You slept with Charles?" He repeated again and she sighed

"You're making me feel guilty."

"You should be, I'm not mad that you slept with him but at the fact that you haven't told me. We tell each other everything, Stel." He stated with a frown and she closed her eyes briefly "Did you two date? I swear to God if you did I'm gonna kill you"

"We didn't, it was a one night stand." She explained with a thick gulp. He could see that it was more to the story "Just so we're clear, he didn't reject me or anything, he told me that he wasn't ready for a relationship and I still had sex with him"

"TMI, Stel, for fuck sake."

"Okay, moving on, it's all good between us and I don't want you two to be awkward or stop being friends, please." She said almost pleadingly and he nodded in assurance "I wrote a song"

"Really? You're so playing it when we get back to the hotel. You got a name yet?"

"It's called Wishful Thinking" she said with a small smile "When I was writing it, I swear I wasn't thinking of Charles but the more we spend time together. It did, it was like the pain was in the back of my mind and when he apologised about how we left things off, I finished it."

"Are you in love with him?" George asked her curiously and she shook her head in denial

"I mean, not really. Do I like him? Yes, but I don't think that I'm in love with him"

"You don't think or you don't know?" He asked with a raised eyebrow

"I don't want to, though."

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