So What , That's It? -George Clarke

Part 4: delusional

I woke up in a bed with grey sheets and there's two weird things about that , I've never had grey sheets and I don't actually have a bed in my new apartment. I set up slowly against the head board and see a deflated air mattress on the floor , oh I remember now I'm in the boys apartment and George was once sleeping there. I think I've just realised how weird the situation is me being in George's bed after just meeting him the night before and although nothing happened it's still very random to be in the situation . Why did he let me sleep in his bed? Why didn't I sleep on the floor? Does he like me? Thinking of all these questions made me feel flustered and I felt my cheeks go in a pale red colour.

The bathroom door was shut and I could hear water running so I guess he's taking a shower. I think ill go see if the others are awake I open George's bedroom door and walk into the communal area in the house and i see Arthur f sat at the kitchen island drinking a cup of tea. "Hey." I said while being aware I must sound very croaky. "Hey , nice shirt. Do you want breakfast and a drink of any description?" What did he mean nice shirt I thought and I looked down to see George's over sized white fox shirt on my body. "Umm yeah it's comfy, do you have any cereal?" I asked unsure what Arthur's response would be. "Yeah cereal would be in that cupboard there." He said smiling and I gave him the classic British nod to thank him. "Soooo you must be pretty lucky." Claimed arthur and too be honest I was a bit lost as I was unsure what he meant by that comment "huh?" I kind of grumbled at him. "I mean your wearing George's literal favourite shirt I think Chris asked to borrow it once and George told him to fuck off and to stop saying stupid shit that will never happen." Arthur said while laughing, "oh that is strange he didn't even mention it being his favourite I just kind of choose it." I was saying to Arthur as I pulled a cereal box out of the cupboard. "Bro George won't even let us wash that shirt in fear we will fuck it up somehow." I thought for a second if he won't let his best friends barely breathe near this shirt why was he so casual about me wearing it. I hear a door open and turn around to see George stood there wearing grey joggers and a white shirt with his hair wet and messed up , before this moment I knew George was attractive but like Jesus how can someone look that good after just waking up.

"Hi?" He says looking at me laughing, which makes me realise I was probably staring again I need to stop doing that people are going to think I'm fucking weird. "Hi sorry I keep doing that, where do you guys keep the bowls?." I asked as a open question to both George and Arthur. "Oh nah don't worry about it." George stated as he grabbed 2 bowls out of the cupboard and opened a draw to retrieve 2 spoons and placed them on the side. "There can you pour some in that bowl for me please." He said as he walked towards to fridge to grab the milk. The three of them eat there breakfast and slowly everyone else began to wake up slowly filling the apartment with chat. "Shit," I say , it was supposed to be in my head but it must have slipped out because george said "What , are you okay?" He said it really softly but he also sounded concerned. "Oh yeah I'm fine I was meant to just think it I'm sorry," I say looking up at him and he did look concerned but then he said "Well you still thought it so what's wrong?" I know this isn't the time for my stupid analysis bullshit but he definitely softened his voice when he talks to me maybe he does for all females but a bit weird nonetheless as there's no reason to.

"Well, I just kind of remembered that I don't actually have many clothes in my apartment and I need to go shopping today, but I have no clue where anything is." I say loudly enough so everyone could hear me if they were trying to listen. " would anybody like to come with me?" I say , mostly looking at George, but as an open question is everyone in the room. "Shopping, are you joking? I wouldn't want to do that if It was the last thing I do, I think I would rather die." George said rolling his eyes.

GEORGE'S POV:
Although I was making out that shopping was the worst thing else I could ever do. I actually did want to go. I hate the idea of going shopping, but for some reason the idea of going shopping with Sophie sounded pretty nice. "But I guess, under circumstances, I will come." I say looking at Sophie. " oh my God, yay, thank you so much you're literally the best." As she spoke she had the biggest smile on her face. She looked really pretty. But I've just got to push that to the back of my head because at the end of the day, if I try and act on those feelings, I might ruin our friendship and potentially ruin her future as she's kinda part of our group now with Arthur's choice to take her under our wing.