You've Changed.. (George Shelley Fanfic)

Chapter 18- dream

i clutched the duvet and pulled it up just under my nose. I breathed in with the smell of George. It was a musky cologne like something from hollister but a softer smell. 

I opened my eyes slowly and looked over beside me. Oh. No George. I could have sworn he had his arm around me during the night? i hope i didnt kick him or something during the night making him leave and go and sleep somewhere else? 

I sat up in the bed and blinked a few times. His room was dark but a glimpse of light came through the tiny crack in his curtains which illuminated the room slightly. Well it was enough to see where i was going anyway! 

I got up and put my feet on the cold floor. I listened out for noises but there was only mumbling coming from downstairs which sounded like the familiar mumble of Dominic Shelley. I decided not to go downstairs but only to peek out the door just to get a sense of things.. and what if Dom saw me anyway? He'd definitely think that something happened between me & George. I just couldn't let that happen... What if he tells my parents? Then i would definitely be told a lecture and probably get grounded anyway.

I quietly stepped across and over to door. I listened before i did anything just in case but the common mumbling from downstairs had stopped so it sounded safe enought to peek out onto the landing.

I clutched the handle of the door and opened it slowly. I stuck my head out and looked around. "Morning (yourname)" Dominic said walking by with a basket of clothes for the wash. I felt mortified. "Morning Dom.." i said quietly as i watched him walk back down the stairs...

I pressed my head against the door frame and sighed heavily. That was one thing I did not want to happen.

"well look who's awake" 

I shot up to find George standing with 2 cups of tea in his hand. I smiled and walked back into the bedroom. 

George put the mugs down on his side table and sat down on his bed.

I picked up the mug and sipped it.  "Whats wrong? you look worried or something" George giggled, "your dad saw me" i replied quietly,

Georges smile faded "that's okay..he wouldn't mind"

I sighed and sat down beside George.. "i don't want him to tell my parents"

'he wont say anything don't worry" George says drinking his tea

I felt better after he reassured that. But even so, I still hope he wont.