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Usually Ella really hated Mondays, just like anybody else, really. But the Monday after Reading and Leeds weekend sounded very promising as soon as Florence had vaguely proposed a gathering at her and Matty's flat to celebrate.
Flo had mentioned drinks, music, and all their friends in one place. What else could Ella ask for?
Ella had been buzzing with energy as she got ready, stealing kisses here and there from Alex's lips, humming and singing along to the music she was playing as she chose what to wear and how to do her hair.
It was the last few days she had over in England before going back home, so she was making sure to enjoy every second she had left with her friends being all walking distance from her.
She had even surprised Alex when she dashed to knock on Alice's door and invite her over to Flo's so that she could introduce her to everyone there. Little did she know, the singer was well acquainted with everyone. But she would find out soon enough.
"Hey beautiful," greeted George as soon as Ella stepped into his arms to say hello.
She hummed in the embrace, George holding her a little tighter by the waist when noticing Alex's intense stare on his every move. Ella was none-the-wiser as she pulled back and gleefully asked the drummer, "How are you? I haven't seen you in ages."
Of course George would want to make Alex squirm a little, so he made sure to put a little more suave into his voice to cheekily reply, "Alright now that I see you again."
Nick, who had been the one to open the door for the lovebirds, walked past to get another beer just in time to hear George flirting with Ella, so he warned with humour dampening his words, "Back off mate, Turner will kick your teeth in."
George let a cheeky smile tug at the corners of his mouth, turning to the singer to nonchalantly say, "Oh, I heard." He had heard just enough about it to know that they made a great pair, and he could see it now, the way the joy shone on their faces when they walked in holding hands. It wasn't hard for the drummer to sincerely add, "Congratulations, yous make a lovely couple."
That made Ella coo loudly, wrapping her arms around George's waist in a quick hug as she accepted the compliment, "Awh, thank you G."
Alex nodded his head slightly, a winning smile on his face before patting the drummer's shoulder and matching his girlfriend's sentiment, "Ta, mate."
The drummer squeezed Ella for a second before she let go, but couldn't let the pair go before joking with Alex, "You alright? Bet she's wearing you off."
Alex caught the innuendo straight away, the reminder that George and Ella had shagged before making him curl his fingers into fists, but a smirk cracking on his face as he remembered he got Ella in the end, not the drummer.
Proudly, he nodded and confirmed, "Nothing I will ever complain about."
"Hmm, isn't that right." George replied, turning to Ella and looking her right in the eye as he added, "She does make it enjoyable to lose hours of sleep."
Ella gasped and slapped his arm, before telling him to "Shush."
George let out a loud cackle at her reaction, and watched as she grabbed Alex's hand and dragged him further into the flat so that they could finish saying hello to everyone there.
It was impossible for her cheeks not to hurt while they were at the Healy's place. Seeing all their friends in one place, sharing drinks, drowning the music playing through the speakers with chatter and laughter; simply just existing all together—it brought a massive smile to Ella's face that she just couldn't wipe off.

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