With you- a george shelley fan fiction

chapter 7, Jess' p.o.v.

Authors Note:I finally got a vote so I'm updating again! I know its only one but hopefully this will start more off? Idk? Anyway at the end of all the chapters I always put a little lyric quote, I don't know why I do that, but I think it kind of sums the whole chapter up. So if anyone wants to know what song it is just leave me a little comment :) here it is anyway...

I woke the next morning to the comfortable feeling of Georges muscular arms around my waist. It was the best sleep I'd had in a while and for the first time in ages I woke up feeling refreshed. I wiggled around freeing myself from Georges grip, then turned to have a look at the beautiful boy I could no call my boyfriend,a smile spread across my face as I remembered last nights events. I watched George as he lay asleep (A/N a bit Edward Cullen I know!) Probably dreaming about something so secret and wonderful. His chest rose and fell in perfect time as small snores escaped his slightly parted lips, I found his lips so irresistable. I had been sitting up for a few minutes, relaxing in my own little world, when George began to stir.

"Good morning gorgeous," a husky morning voice whispered to me, causing me to come back to reality and out of my daydream.

"Hey George," I said and kissed his nose before standing up and looking down at my clothing.

"George!" I shouted, almost waking Georges cousin. "I'm still in my uniform and were late for school.". He looked up at me, squinting his eyes as they adjusted to the light.

"Who said we were going to school?" He giggled. "Why don't I take you on our first ever date? Let's forget about everything and just focus on what really matters! You and me." My stomach unleashed a set of butterflies as I realised just how cute this boy could be at times, he genuinely did care.

"That's the best idea I have ever heard," I admitted and then realised what was standing in our way. "But what about my outfit I can't go dressed like this!" I said.

George shrugged, "looks like the first part of our date is the spa and some shops!" He laughed.

We told Georges cousin the plan and he waved us off as we got into the car, telling me I welcome to stay anytime and then I realised something. I was loved.

The spa and shops were more enjoyable than I expected with George. He spoiled me and whenever I told him that I would pay he would simply shake his head and tell me it was his date and he was paying, no matter how much I argued. I came out of the shops with my uniform in a bag and myself clothed in a glamorous outfit. By the end of our shopping trip it was already five o clock and both of us were shocked at the amount of time we had wasted in the small shopping centre. As we drove in the car I began to speak.

"George that was the best da-" my words trailed off as George interupted me, shaking his head.

"This isn't the end of our day," he said as the car began driving down a country lane. "There is one place I would like to take you, I know you will like it." He smiled to himself.

By the time we had finished driving the stars were out in the sky and it was around seven at night, but I didn't feel rushed or aware of the time. Because I was with George and that's all that mattered. As I climbed out of the car I was taken aback by the stunning scenery, a huge untouched field overlooking a glittering lake that reflected the stars light as they twinkled in the sky.

"George Shelley'" I took hold of his hand as we stood by the car in the new paradise. "You do know some beautiful places."

He looked at me with his big brown eyes and then spoke. "I love coming here to just sit and forget the world and enjoy peace, nobody knows this place but me and that's why I like to call it my own."

He went back to the car before opening the boot and retrieving a blanket and a small picnic, then flicked on the car headlights so we weren't in complete darkness. We sat eating in a comfortable silence, in awe at the beauty of this field. It was as if we weren't on earth anymore. This piece of space was mine and Georges secret and nobody existed at that moment in time.

As I finished my food George jumped up and looked at me with a playful smile on his face.

"Catch me if you can!" He yelled at the top of his voice, before running as fast as his legs could carry him through the long grass. I pulled myself off the floor and chased after him laughing and shouting his name until I was out of breath. He walked back over to me breathing fast, clearly tired out after the chase.

"Give up yet?" He asked .But before I could answer he had pinned me down on the grass so he was lying on top of me, his hands either sides of my face for support. I felt his hot breath tickling my face, his lips were dangerously close to mine as he smirked at me.

"Be mine Jess." He said before our lips collided moulding perfectly in time together. It was one of the best kisses I ever shared with George, full of loving and passion. We lay staring at each other for a few seconds before George got up and helped me to my feet, leading me back to our blanket by the car.

We sat up talking for half an hour when George got up and to told me to wait where I was. After a few minutes he came back from the car carrying a guitar. I smiled as I realised he had went through the trouble of bringing his guitar with him to play it for me.

"Jess," he began. "You don't know how much you mean to me annd how much I admire you, so I wrote you a short song, I hope you like it.

He began strumming on the guitar, as I watched intently, I didn't know George could sing too!

"Don't ever say your lonely just lay your problems on me and ill be waiting there for you. The stars can be so blinding when you get tired of fighting you know the one you can look to. Then the vision you have gets blurry you don't have to worry Ill be your eyes, its the lease I can do because when I fell you pulled me through so you know that ill carry you, ill carry you, Ill carry you. Like you've been running for hours and can't catch your breathe the demons are screaminng so loud in your head your tired your broken your cut and your bruised. But nothings to heavy just hold on Ill carry you. Ill carry you."

George finished the song beaming and staring excitedly at me, as if he was waiting for my opinion. But I didn't speak straight awau. Instead I threw my arms around George and kissed him first and then congratulated him on how beautiful the song was. After Georges little show, we lay on our backs looking at the stars and pointing out different shapes to eachother.

"Did you know Jess that these stars are shining brighter than ever now that you're here." He turned on his side to face me.

"Did you know George that you know exactly how to make me feel special." I rolled over on my side, mirroring his movements. We continued star gazing for what seemed like forever. I felt that If I had to die tomorrow than I would die happy. I held Georges hand as he began to sing again.

"Look at the stars look how they shine for you." His voice was perfect. He was perfect.

Would you lie with me and just forget the world.