Still // g.d

.8.

Me and George get back to his apartment, both still decently drunk.

" fuckkkkkk." I say taking off my heels as soon as I enter his living room. George just laughs at me.

" should I call or text savanna to let her know where I am?" I ask standing up with my hands on my hips.

" no, lord. Live your life, you don't have to tell savanna everything you do." He says placing his hands over mine on my hips.

" but I do." I say looking at his hands on mine.

" no you don't." He says.

" I feel like I do." I say feeling his grip tighten.

" well time to start living you're life as an adult." He says looking to my lips and then my neck.

" maybe you're right." I say looking to the door.

" I am right." He says bringing my close and kissing me quickly and then walking into his kitchen which is connected to the living area.

" want something to drink?" He asks.

" like what?"

" I've got a bottle of wine." He says

" more alcohol?" I ask walking around and finding him looking in his refrigerator.

" good point. Water?" He asks holding two bottles.

" yes please." I say. He tosses me the bottle and I immediately untwist the cap take a drink. " I really hope I don't throw up." I say then taking another drink.

" I never really throw up when I drink." He says.

" well you're huge, and probably have a higher tolerance than me." I say.

" this is true." He says and comes back up to me.

" so, wanna watch a movie?" He asks.

" sure." I say walking back into the living room.  " let's watch a horror movie?" I suggest sitting on his sofa.

" which one?" He asks sitting next to me on the couch and throwing his arm around me. Obviously being a bit flirty and touchy, but I like it. I like him..

" uh. Something scary." I say laying my head on his shoulder.

" I'll look at Netflix." He says pulling up the horror movie section. I hum to myself watching him do so. " this one looks creepy." He says.

" shutter?" I ask.

" it's about this photographer who keeps finding like ghosts in his picture or something like that." He says.

" let's watch is." I say. He puts the movie on and pulls me close to him. I snuggle under his arm and focus on the screen. I'm just a bit confused on what's actually going on with us.. I mean things have only really started happening tonight, but we've been hanging out all week, and I've developed a liking towards him.. I mean. Ugh. Things are confusing. But I like him. I guess he likes me to? I mean he's the one who was kissing me, and touching me. But. Uhhhhh. Just go with it.

This movie was indeed pretty scary. ( scariest movie I've ever seen literally I haven't watched it in 5 years and it still gives me nightmares)

" fuckkkkk." I say after jumping at a scene in the movie, hiding my face. George just laughs at me and rubs my back. His other hand was placed on my right thigh and he was tracing shapes on my thigh. I didn't mind, but I glance up at him, and he's not even watching the movie. He's looking down to his hand on my thigh. I smirk to myself and watch the movie some more.