chapter 12, Jess' p.o.v.

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The next few weeks came tumbling helplessly after one another. Day by day I was getting stronger and after weeks of being in hospital I was finally allowed home to Sams. Everything was finally becoming back to normal, except me and George weren't allowed back to work for weeks. I noticed how protective George had become over me, after what had happened he hadn't left my side. The incident had left me shaken up and a bad scar by my shoulder and neck from where I had been shot. It scared me how close it was to my head, if It had hit another place I wouldn't be alive. But what really scared me was that I had taken the bullet for George. A few months ago I had locked myself away from everyone, living in misery, at war with my own mind. But now I had been in hospital because I had taken the bullet for the boy that I had fallen for ,hard. What was wrong with me? I continuously questioned myself, but I already knew the answer. I was in love.

I awoke to a hushed whisper from George.

"Jess," he said as quietly as he could. "I know its early but how's about we go the beach for the day, just us two?"

I smiled at how thoughtful he was, getting out of bed and snaking my arms around Georges waist.

"Do you know what Jess, when we have kids of our own we will take them to the beach." He said smiling, as I stood on my tiptoes resting my head on his shoulder.

"Slow down there lover boy!" I teased throwing him a top before going to get dressed myself. It was days like these I loved. The pointless days were we sat and did nothing, but somehow they added up to everything. It was days like this I discovered even more reasons to fall for George.

We arrived at the beach just as the sun had started to get hotter, giving the atmosphere a calm warmm glow. I relaxed my body as I listened to the melodic sound of the waves crashing to the shore and felt the soothing feeling of Georges fingers entwined with mine. We walked and talked for hours before sitting down on the soft sand and facing eachother, we stared into eachothers eyes as the sun beat down on us. I completely zoned out when I felt George tap my shoulder.

"Jess are you listening to a word I'm saying?" He giggled.

"Sorry," I apologized."I must have switched off."

George took a deep breth before speaking again, his curly hair blew in the gentle breeze.

"Anyway Jess I have been thinking," he paused and I realised that this subject we were about to go on was serious. "You don't have to stay with me, all this trouble you have been through is because of me. You have saved me and I haven't done anything for you, I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave." He sighed.

I shook my head disagreeing with everything he said. "No George, you couldn't be more wrong!" I told him. " You may not have saved me from a bullet but you saved me from something far more dangerous George. You saved me from myself. And I love you more than anything in the world."

With that I felt a hand press against the back of my neck and his lips colliding with mine. I kissed back with lots of passion, our lips moving in perfect sync. We rolled over on the sand and began kissing with full heat and passion.

"Come with me." George whispered in my ear.

He took my hand and we neared the edge of the sea, I watched him take off his top and stand there in his swimming trunks, looking at me intently. I stripped off to my bikini leaving my clothes on the beach.

"Catch me if you can!" I screamed and ran into the sea that was surprisingly warm. We splashed around in the water playing and laughing. I swam over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck beginning to kiss him again, his lips wet against mine.we finally got out the sea and lay down on our towels to dry off. George held my hand as we looked up at the sky.

"Our little beach is perfect." George stated, I didn't answer instead I just snuggled into him. He put his arm around me and I listened to his relaxed breathing.

"You know what Jess I have actually never felt this way about someone before, I feel like you complete me. I'm only me when I'm with you."

"I love you George Shelley." I told him.

"I love you Jess Parker." He said kissing my forhead.

I belong with you, you belong with me your my sweetheart.

Authors note: don't we all want to Jess though! Really enjoyed writing this, don't worry there is more drama coming up! Keep reading! Comments? Votes? ♥

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