the girl next door ~ george russell

part 23

two hours later...

me and george finished eating not too long ago, but we were having too much fun together to head back home. we end up deciding to go for a walk across the harbour.

"oh my gosh, look at that yacht, it's gorgeous." i say, pointing a boat out to george with the hand that he wasn't holding.

"you like it?" he says, his whole face lighting up even more.

"i love it, why?"

"it's mine, you want to go on?" he says.

"no way, seriously?!"

"yeah, come on." he says, and we make our way towards his yacht.

surprisingly, we hadn't been approached by that many people today. only the odd few here and there.

we walk into his yacht, and he gives me a tour of it, ending on the deck.

"you have some good taste georgie." i say, tuning to look at him.

"oh, i know that." he says. smoking at me whilst taking hold of both of my hands, gazing down into my eyes.

"well, i personally would say mine is better."

"nothing is better than my taste."

"agree to disagree yeah?"

"agreed." he says, his british voice standing out beside my spanish one.

neither of us was breaking the eye contact, neither of us wanting to break the tension that was rapidly increasing. he moves one of his hands to my neck, i move mine around his in response.

he leans down and our lips meet once again, attracting to each other like magnets, not wanting to let go.

once we do, i look up at him, and smile. he smirks, before smiling down as well. his smiles make me weak seriously.

5 minutes later, we were back out on the harbour, walking to george's car hand in hand.

"do you want to take archie on a walk with me?" i ask.

"do i need oxygen to live?"

"i'll take that as a yes, shall we go and get him?"

"we might need to change first."

"possibly." i reply, smiling up at him as we make our way to his car.

"george russell!" someone shouts from behind.

we both stop walking to see a fan walking up to him, asking for a photo. we immediately let go of our hands and i step away.

"do you want me to take it?" i offer, and take the photo for them.

"do you think they saw... us?" i say worriedly once we were back in the car.

"no, i don't think so. but even if they did, it's fine." he says, placing his free hand on top of mine.

"will your pr not me mad?"

"no, they haven't been mad about that before. well, i've never been spotted with a girl before actually. will yours be mad?"

"no, no i don't think so."

"well if anything happens, we will deal with it when it happens." he says, smiling across at me as the car stops outside the apartment complex.

"will you be ready in 10 minutes?" george says once we get to our shared floor.

"yes, just knock on." i say, smiling at him.