Gistan the full story

chapter 2

  Not caring if he gets arrested he drives off in his dad's brand new Mercedes.he doesn't have a license but oh well. He needed to talk to kaylinn and  jordan right now.  "Ugh..."  he moans remembering they were at a party. He quickly pulls into the driveway of the pary. Luckily it was  tyler party so it was bound to be fun. He runs up the walkway toward the house as milie runs toward him. "Come on were playing truth or dare!" She yells pulling george inside. "I..ugh... I need to talk to kaylinn." "Your here!" Shouts tristan planting a  gentle kiss on Georges lips. "Are you drunk?" George giggles. "Maybe..." mumble tristan pulling george to the couch. Every one talks for a few hours before we remember we're going to play a game. "Let's play!"yells jordan sitting down on Ethan lap. We play for about 2 hours. "Truth or dare george?" Kaylinn asked staring at george. "Dare I guess, but we need to ta..." "I dare you to kiss tristan." She says giggling. "Are you ten?" George said looking at tristan. Slowly leaning in  letting their lips brush before tristan grabs his neck pulling him a crossed the couch onto his lap. "Okay," George giggles getting off of tristan. All he could taste was the beer that coded Tristans lips. "Whaaaat..." Tristan pouts at george. "I gotta go!" George scoffs getting up. He quickly walks out the he  front door. The door squeaks open behind him.  He turns around thinking he would see Tristan but instead milie is standing in the door looking worried.
"Are you okay..." George asked now equally as worried. " Lilith is all over tristan."
"Oh my god!" He scoffs walking inside. Tristan quickly runs over to george. "I swear I did nothing." He whispers wrapping his arms around george.tears rolling down his face "Since your obviously to drunk to think straight I'm gonna drive you home." "Ok," he gives in walking out the door. As george gets into the front seat he sees the time. "3, ok my dad's gonna wake up Any second to get ready for work so your coming to my house." When george pulls into the driveway the kitchen light is on. "Crap." He mumbled walking tristan into the back yard. George  puts his pointer finger to his enclosed lips . George  quietly opens the backdoor. "Oooo... cute picture." he yells pointing at the fridge.
" that's the fridge." George says sounding annoyed. "Sorry,babe." Tristan mumbles making Georges cheeks burn. Tristan giggles obviously seeing george.  George quickly grabs Tristans hand and pulls him out the back door. "My dad's coming." George whispers in a panic.  pulling tristan around the side of the house. Pining him against the chimney.
"Shhh..." George says covering Tristans lips.  "My head hurts." Tristan whines. Sliding down the chimney so he's in the fetal position. With his head in his hands. "It's okay, babe, you just drank to much." George said kissing Tristans cheek. Moments later Georges dad pulls out out of the drive way and tristan is asleep on his lap. "Tristan..." George whispers shaking Tristans shoulder. Tristan tips his head up to look at george. "Come on." George whispers walking tristan inside to the couch. He slowly pulls a throw blanket over tristan. He quietly  turns off the light before falling a sleep in the recliner.
         ~3 hours later~
"George... wake up." Whispers Georges mom trying to wake him up.
"Where'd he go?" George asked slill half asleep. Tristan is no longer on the couch. "He left a note." She explained handing me a paper.george reads the letter out load  "Yo scrub, sorry I had to leave so early my parents found out about us and their making  me move out. I'm going home to get my stuff.
-tristan ps. It's not your fault. Pps.im staying at tyler's till I get an apartment. Bye." George quickly  picks up his phone  to call tristan. "I'm sorry their making you move out." George blurts out right when tristan picks up the phone. "It's fine, at least we can still be together." Hearing tristan say they were together meant the world to george. "Okay well I'll be over tyler's soon." George says before hanging up the phone. "I love you." Tristan squeezes in before the call ends.