With you- a george shelley fan fiction

chapter 5, Jess' p.o.v.

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My life had felt like it was finally improving, like for the first time in a long while I had actually appreciated something. I had built all my hopes up just to watch everything crumble down around me. I didn't know how to feel about George, I had fallen deeply for him, hearing him say them words shattered my heart into a million pieces. Did he actually mean it when he said about hurting me? Or was that just some pathetic excuse to get away from me? I ran for the toilets and frantically locked the door, when I was certain I was alone I sat on the floor curling myself into a ball. That night I cried, the tears were full of hurt and confusion. I went to bed and did something I hadn't done since I met the strange boy I fell for, I cried myself to sleep

George's p.o.v.

It killed me to hurt Jess like that. I hated myself for doing it. But the truth was I didn't want to fall in love, I had experienced too much pain to let someone in again. I had hurt too many people before, Jess didn't deserve to be messed around with. So I did what I had to do, I left her before I could fall in love with her anymore. But the truth was, as much as I didn't want to admit it, I had already fallen to deep. I had blew my chances now, without even thinking I had hurt her and it shattered my heart into a million pieces. That night I stayed over at my cousins, I talked to him then ran upstairs to my room. I made sure I was alone before lying on my bed and letting my pain out. That night I did something I hadn't done since I met the strange girl who healed me, I cried myself to sleep.

Jess' p.o.v.

Avoiding George in school was easier said than done. My pain had been bottled up inside of me, making it simple to annoy me, resulting in a fight. The teacher dragged me down the corridor and I attempted to sink my feet into the ground, using all my strength to stop her.

She turned around, clearly irritated by my actions. "What is your problem today Miss Parker?!"

"Please, I will do anything I just really don't want to go in the isolation room today." I pleaded.

She dismissed my begs and carried on walking until we reached the door that I knew George was behind.

As the door slammed shut I scanned the room until my eyes met a pair of dark brown eyes staring rght back at me. But this blank stare wasn't followed by a gleaming smile or even just a cheeky smirk, the boy I thought I knew so well looked away as if we had never met. My heart sank, the butterflies in my stomach settled and the tears threatened to spill, but I fought them back. I may have been hurt but I never showed my suffering, instead I walked past George like he wasn't even there and took my usual seat.

The minutes dragged on as we sat in painful silence. I watched George as he played with his fingers gazing blankly at the floor, his breathing heavy. Every now and then he would glance at me, making me turn away quickly and pretend I didn't know he was there. But I did. I knew he was there and I knew that one simple conversation with this boy would make all the pain go away. But I couldn't talk to him and it killed me.

When the silence finally became unbearable I got permission off a teacher to use the toilets. It felt good to escape the akward atmosphere, I even considered staying in the toilets. But I knew people would come and tease me , making me want to fight. I didn't know why they did it, I guessed it amused them watching me get the blame for something that wasn't just me. That wasn't on my mind right now though. All that was on my mind was George.

When I got back to the isolation room he was gone. I thanked the heavens that I didn't have to spend anymore time drowning in the silence, however I couldn't help but die a little inside. Although I hated him at this moment in time, just watching him calmed me down and now he was gone. Leaving me to calm my own mind that was racing with all kinds of thoughts. As I went to sit down I noticed a small sticky note attatched to the back of my chair. I read it aloud to myself.

"Guess who? Meet me at the park after school, we seriously need to talk." It could have been anyone, but straight away I knew who it was. I hated how much I loved him. I tried to keep contol of the butterflies in my stomach, but it didn't work. A smile crept across my face as I realised who I was about to see again. This time I was going to make it right.

This is looking like a contest of who could act like they care less, but I liked it better when you were on my side.