Private Life is a happy life

13- TW for the whole chapter

LUCY POV

I was so relived to be in the bath, my body hurt all over and I was finally able to cry properly. I laid there staring at the razor on the side. I decided to put some music on to take my mind off of it just sitting there.

I forgot my toiletries bag, so there was barely any bubbles which sucked. I closed my eyes and just laid back thinking about the nights events and wondering how Dylan would look this time. But temptation got the better of me.

I was just getting out the bath when I heard the door open, I spun round and there stood the one and only George Russell. He stared for a few seconds, then he reached down and picked my towel up for me.

"I'm sorry I didn't know anyone was in here." He went red. "Hey, don't apologise, you were outside, sorry you saw that." I blushed, "if it's not too forward, don't apologise, I saw nothing to be ashamed of." He smirked and I couldn't help blush more.

He looked at me again, now with the towel around me. "Hey, your arm is bleeding, did he get you?" He grabbed my arm. "Oh lucy." He looked sad. I started crying.

"I'm so sorry George, I couldn't help it, please don't tell the others." He pulled me into his chest and I buried my head into him. "Please?" "I won't Moo, I promise." "Pinky promise" he held out his pinky.

"Moo they're going to notice it, you're wearing a white towel." I looked down and cried more. " They're gonna be so mad at me again." He held me tighter.

He pushed me away for a second, took his shirt off and handed it to me, "here, wear this, the sleeves are long enough." I looked at him, now it was my turn to stare. I dropped my towel to put his shirt on and we just stared at each other for a second whilst I put his shirt on, I say shirt, it was more like a short dress.

He looked really solemn at me. "I'm so sorry you felt like this was the only choice for you." He put his head down andI thought he was going to cry. I put his head in my hands and lifted his head up.

"George, don't feel sorry, it's not your fault, I didn't mean to do it." He looked at me with tears in his eyes. "But if we'd have been there to protect you, or if I'd have introduced myself sooner, you wouldn't have been in there when you were." A tear fell from his eye.

"This is not your fault. You weren't to know, no one was, it was my own stupid fault for not checking my surroundings." " don't say that, it's not your fault. Nothing is, he's just a dickhead that can't stand losing. You're so beautiful, how could he think of doing any of these things to you!" He practically shouted.

His hands were gently on mine, my hands still on his face, I don't know whether it was the adrenaline or the tension of everything that's happened tonight, but we stared in eachothers eyes, he looked at my lips and then looked in my eyes like he was asking for permission.

I nodded, he pulled me in and our lips met. I wasn't even thinking, his kiss was so gentle, nothing like Dylan's. I was caught so off guard, my leg gave way and I hit it on the wall. We broke apart.

Just as we looked down at my leg, the door swung open, it was Max. "Lu are you...George! What are you doing in here?" He looked at us both, George was shirtless and I had his shirt on, this was not a good look.

"He walked in by accident as I was in my towel," I lied. "He gave me his shirt, because, I didn't really want to walk out in front of 5 guys in just a towel." Max smirked, "yeah, that makes sense, I just heard a bang and thought you were hurt."

"She just slipped, as she went to pick her clothes up and hit her knee." George finally spoke. "Well, as long as you're okay, thank you George for taking care of her." Max smiled, George looked so guilty.

I followed Max out, the drivers were on the couch looking at me, I walked behind Lando and leaned my head down to his ear. "Next time you have a suggestion keep it to yourself." I laughed.

He turned his head to mine, our faces inches apart, "nice shirt" he smirked, "jealous" I smiled back. "You just wish it was my shirt, that it was me in there." He smiled. That's how we're playing it? "You'd wished it was you," I leaned closer and whispered "George saw what's underneath." Lando's face dropped.

"You're lying!" "Night boys see you in the morning." I waved as I walked to the bed. "Lu, tell me you're lying!"