Chapter 3

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I started to walk backwards towards the forest.

He was walking slowly towards me with a clenched jaw and stiffened muscles.

"TAKE THAT BACK!" He screamed in my face.

He lunged towards me and with that I passed out.

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I woke up in an unfamiliar room, wait... I had been there before! IT WAS GEORGES ROOM.

"Hey babe, are you okay?" George walked in with red, puffy eyes.

"Urm yeah, are you?" I asked shyly.

"I am now." He smiled.

He came and sat next to me on his king sized bed and wrapped his muscular arms around me. For some reason I actually hugged him back.

"Your so beautiful." George suddenly said while pulling out of the hug and looking straight into my eyes.

"I'm not." I said while looking down and blushing.

"No, you really are beautiful Sophie, don't ever let anyone say different." He gently put his hands under my chin and lifted my face up.

The last person to say that to me was my mum. She was in hospital dying from a terminal disease, I was 6 at the time. She died a couple of minutes after she said it.

"Hey, are you okay?" George asked looking concerned.

Only now had I realised that I was crying and having a mental breakdown.

George didn't give me chance to answer him as he pulled me into his chest and wrapped his arms protectively around me.

"What's happened Soph, are you okay." He asked.

"I j-just was t-thinking about my mum." I replied grabbing onto his shirt tightly for strength.

He wrapped his arms around me tighter.

"I love you" he said randomly out of the blue.

"W-what?" I whimpered.

"I love you." He repeated.

"I uhm-"

"Please be my girlfriend." He said while touching my cheek.

"Okay." I answered.

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