Still // g.d

.11.

Georges POV

I dropped Molly off at her place, she hugged me and kissed my cheek goodbye, but I really didn't want her to leave. I wish I could still be with her and just hang out. Spending time with her is so amazing. She's so funny and cute. Gah, I need to get control of myself. I've literally known this chick for a little over a week? Get yourself together, George. Yes, you like her. Take things slow. Damn it I've already fucker her! Uhhhh.. I hope I can make things work out. I just really don't want to jump into anything to fast.

Now I'm headed to sams pub with matty, a place we frequent often.

I walk in and smell the familiar sent of beer and cigarets. I nod at the bartender and go to me and Matty's booth we always sit at.

" hey mate." I say sitting in front of him. He's already gotten me a beer.

" where did you go last night? You just left?" He says taking a sip of his beer. I knew this would come up.

" oi mate. Always in my business." I say taking a sip of my beer.

" who'd you take home with you?" He asks leaning closer to me.

" Molly.." I say trailing off.

" really? Her? Are you that interested in her? I mean she's cool, and pretty fit, but she's like 17." He says putting his elbows on the table.

" yeah, I've spend quite a bit of time with her and I really like her. I forget she's only seventeen sometimes. She seems so much older. " I say tracing the rim of my beer with my finger.

" did you fuck her?" Matty whisper yells across the table.

" mate!" I say rolling my eyes.

" did you?" He says again.

" yes.." I say trailing off.

" damn, was she any good? Was she a virgin? How was her ass?" He asks

" fucks sake!" I say, almost upset he's talking about Molly like this.. sure we've talked like this about other girls, but usually just one night stands.. Mollys more than that, and hearing him talk about her like that is just irritating.

" God mate, just trying to talk to you." He say sitting back in his seat.

" fine. Amazing, no, and also amazing." I say smirking thinking about her.

" heh. Nice. Cheers to you." He says taking another sip of his beer.

" and what about you." I say changing the subject.

" I didn't get laid at my own fuckin party! Can you believe that?" He says making me laugh.

" you never go to your own parties mate. You just hang out up stairs and maybe go down to see if anyone fits there." I say laughing.

" you don't understand." He says.

" I wouldn't, I don't throw parties." I say.

" what about that one in-" I cut him off.

" don't fuckin talk about it." I say sternly.

" when you were gonna loose your virginity, but got to drunk and fuckin threw up on that poor girl!" Matty says laughing to hard for my taste.

" what about that time you got SO shit faced, you some-fucking-how got you're head stuck in between the stairs railing on your way to the toilet and you fucking pissed yourself while me and Ross were trying to get you out?" I say smirking at him.

" fucks sake, I was eighteen!" He says in defense.

" that's kinda sad." I say taking another sip of my drink.

" anyway. So, that Molly girl." Matty says.

" yeah? Whata about her?" I ask intrigued at what he might say.

" you like her don't you." He say smirking at me.

" what makes you say that?" I ask.

" oh George. I've known you sense high school. I know when you like a girl, and you like Molly. " he says.

" you're right, I do. I think she's great, her roommate slash bestfriend hates me though. " I say.

" she heard about Amanda?" He ask.

" probably.. One fucking mistake and you're fucked for life it seems." I say.

" that's how it goes." He says sighing.

" I just don't want to fuck up things with molly. I wanna take things slower, like I've been thinking about asking her on a formal date. Like I bring her flowers and take her to dinner sorta thing." I say taking a drink of my beer.

" that sounds good. " he says.

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