'Took you long enough..! But it's not like I lost hope, never!' George grins, hugging me for like, the 100th time, before patting Fred in the shoulder 'no more messing about hm?'
Fred looks away, and then nods
Hmm, I guess he means messing about with me..?
George smiles at his brother, and then leaves, going back into his apartment (which has a door to join the two), and then Fred turns to me
'You.. going to sleep? Or..' he raises an eyebrow, and then lowers it even faster, seemingly remembering what his mum said to him, about his intentions
I just nod, and then ask him where the bathroom is, walking in the direction that he says, rubbing my eyes.
He smiles (definitely a smile, I can hear it in his voice), asking me if I'm tired 'if you are, I can help you get ready for bed?'
I laugh slightly, shaking my head, and go into the bathroom, gesturing for my bag, to get out my toothbrush, which makes him smile even wider 'what?' I ask, looking through the bag, 'I'm fine, so I said no, or, did you do something to my toothbrush?'
He laughs, 'nah, but I dunno if it's in there'
It actually isn't
'Why did you do thattt?'
He gestures to his toothbrush behind me, and shrugs 'there's a toothbrush'
Hmm..
'Ugh, fine'
That didn't take ANY persuading
He stood right behind me, his hands on my waist, and watched me brush my teeth, and although he's not doing anything, he still makes dirty jokes, and kisses me right after I finish brushing.
What's he trying to do? AhhhOnce I changed into my pyjamas, (and then out of them, and into an old shirt of his with my shorts) I sit next to Fred on his bed, leaning into him (this guy has a HUGE room, and yeah, a TV, that he let me control), closing my eyes every few seconds as he kisses my head.
Yes, I probably would've died if I went another month without him
*
Just before I fall asleep, as the theme tune of 'Gilmore Girls' plays, he whispers something along the lines of 'Im sorry', to which I reply that it's okay.
'I'll never talk to her again, I promise' he adds, but now, I'm basically asleep, before my reply comes out
**
Wait, sorry for what??
I sit up, looking up at him as he comes back in, and waves at me, but no, I do NOT wave back, as I ask him what he said yesterday when I was falling asleep. 'Sorry for what?' I tilt my head
Fred looks down, and then murmurs a single word, the last thing I expected
'Michelle'