With you- a george shelley fan fiction

chapter 15, Georges p.o.v.

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I sat in my room listening to what was going on downstairs. I made out an argument that was happening between Sam and Taylor, the sounds of drunk people leaving the party and muffled sobs coming from the room next door. I knew that was Jess. The alcohol had kicked in and I began to feel drowsy and sick, but that was the least of my problems as I sat in my room, thoughts racing through my head. I didn't know what to feel for Jess. She had kissed Taylor and I was sure of that. I couldn't lie, I hated her for it. But I also hated myself, I knew them tears that she was crying were because of me. I shouldn't have intimidated her like that. Before I asked Jess to be my girlfriend I swore I would never hurt her or involve her with my past. But here I was, sat alone fighting back tears and hurt. I didn't expect it from Jess, I thought she had not one bad bone in her body. I was wrong. I didn't want to see her, what she did hurt me. I hurt her too, I saw the fear in her eyes when I shouted at her and I wanted to kill myself for it. The thoughts that battled against eachother inside my head got the better of me and I finally allowed the tears to fall and they didn't stop. It was then I reaized, even if I did hate her, all I needed right now was to cuddle up to her, forget everything and just crash.

Jess' p.o.v.

I sat against the wall, with the door locked and sobbed uncontrollably. I should have been more aware. George had warned me about Taylors drunken antics, but I had allowed him to cause all of this. I hated Taylor. Being honest right there and then, for that moment I hated life. I knew it was to good to be true, my life with George had now been cruelly ripped ay and I was alone once again. It hurt that George didn't trust me. He didn't believe that Taylor hadn't let me pull back, I couldn't believe he would think I would kiss Taylor. Thoughts raced through my mind as I sat on the floor, the tears streaming down my face. I llistened closely and heard quiet crying. I knew at once it was George, I was the cause of thhem tears. I wished I could start the whole night again and not leave Georges side. But now I had lost him and was being forced to listen to him upset. That's when I realised even if I didn't have his trust all I wanted was one of his hugs, to foget everything and just crash.

I stood up, ignoring my negative thoughts, unlocked the bolt and found myself standing outside the door tht seperated me and George. My mascara was smudged over my face and my bue eyes were now brighter than ever with the tears. But the only thing on my mind was what I was going to say to him. I had hurt George. I needed to turn it all around.

I will give you all my heart so we can start it all over again.