With you- a george shelley fan fiction

chapter 2- Jess' p.o.v.

Authors note: okay I'm updating again tonight because this chapter is only short and quite boring but I promise this gets good just stay with me for some chapters they may be a little yawwwnnn. I just want to say thankyou to everyone who has read it so far, I know its not loads but it actually means the world to me! If you could all keep reading then it would be a dream come true! Anyway this is really short but I'm trying! Bear with me!

Me and George sat up talking for hours that night, hiding away from teachers until they eventually gave up and locked the school. I had never felt this way with anyone before, he made me feel safe and at home. Socializing with people usually left me trying to be myself but it always came out wrong like a cry for help. But with George I could remove the mask and become the real me, I didn't feel akward or uncomfortable, the conversation flowed and we talked about anything that came to mind. I was glad he didn't ask about my family or why I wasn't home, we simply avoided this subject. It did cross my mind why he wasn't home but I didn't ask because he seemed like the type of person to change their moods very quickly and I was beginning to grow very fond of this George.

George wasn't in any of my lessons the next day, I wondered if he was still in the small isolation room were we had spent last night, the boy he had fought was in a steady condition in hospital and I guessed George wouldn't be allowed by any other student until he had been fully questioned by teachers and gained their trust, this could take a long time. Hours went by when I too found myself getting dragged into the isolation room by a teacher. I was shoved into the familiar place to be greeted by a pair of warm inviting eyes, that seemed to light up when I walked in.

"Hey," george said smiling. "How come you're here?"

"I got into another fight with someone." I told him taking my usual seat.

"Looks like another night here then!" He giggled. I watched him while he talked, his laugh was awfully cute and every now and then he would flash his killer smile at me, making me turn red.

"I guess so," I smiled my heart fluttering at the thought of spending more time with George. I didn't know what had gotten into me lately but everything George did set off a huge case of butterflies in my stomach. I had to stop myself from getting to close, I could feel myself falling for George already but I didn't like the feeling of trusting someone. But every time I tried to forget about him he looked at me with those eyes. The eyes that confused me so much, they showed so much love and affection, but I couldn't help but see the hurt in them hidden far away so nobody could see.

Because you've been hurt before I can see it in your eyes you try to smile it away some things you can disguise.