Temporary (Georg Listing Fanfic)

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I broke out of my faze, giving him a small smile. My heart trying to get back to its normal beat. I was sure that my face was red by now. 

"I'm-"

"Montana Gonzalez" he cut me off as he smiled back. I looked down and nodded my head yes. He chuckled and moved to the side.

"I'll let you use the bathroom," he said reminding me why I even was upstairs in the first place. I walked past him and into the bathroom. I turned on the faucet, cupping my hands, and splashing water on my face.

' Wow he was good looking,' I thought to myself. The way his eyes pierced through mine made me feel comfortable even though it was an awkward situation. 

I looked at my face and realized how dead I looked. Suddenly I felt embarrassed that he had to see me like this. I grabbed my bag and applied a light foundation and blush. Taking one last look into the mirror and deciding I looked better, I turned and came out.

"Tan, go get your last bag," I heard as I watched Alan coming up the stair with my bags.

"I could've brought them up myself," I said feeling bad for him having to carry it.

"It's fine, I want you to get some rest," he said as Bill walked up to show our rooms. I waited for them to get up before going down. I could hear silent whispers, but they stopped as soon as I reached the bottom. I quietly walked to my bag, as the watched me.

'Don't stare at me' I thought. When I looked I realized the three weren't staring at me but one. Georg. Feeling uncomfortable I proceeded to head for the stairs. I saw him get up from the corner of my eye.

"Here I'll take it for you," he said grabbing the handle. For a quick moment, his hand was on mine, I quickly moved mine, for some reason his touch made me nervous. I looked up at him, he faces has a smirk on it, he knew. He lifted it and started up as I followed behind turning to see the other boys in the living room. They were sitting there watching silently, they had seen our little moment. I looked away and followed Georg to my room, seeing Alan there already getting some clothes to change. Georg put my bag on the floor and looked at me and smiled, giving me a small nod before walking out. His smile was full of interest as if trying to figure me out or at least that's how it felt.

"What was that," Alan asked, his eyes filled with confusion.

"What was what?" I asked unzippering my bag to get comfortable clothes.

"That, that smile he gave you," he said pointing at the door.

"Nothing," I said trying to change the subject. Alan shrugged it off and just agreed with me. It was nothing I'm here to do my job and nothing else. I couldn't lie that his simple look made me nervous, but I couldn't think like that. It was nothing.