Cold Coffee (A George Shelley/Union J Fanfic)

Leorge?!

"If love was a storybook, we'd meet on the very first page"

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Later on that night me and George sit upstairs in his room on his laptop, ready to start our Twitcam.

"So they'll be able to see us?" i ask neevously, staring at George's twitter feed,

He nods, pointing towards a link on his tabs, "Yeah, like FaceTime but we can't see or hear them, they type instead"

I bite down on my lip, "Ok"

"Why are you so nervous?" George asks softly, "It's gonna be ok"

"They're gonna think I'm some ugly awkward freak" I sigh, blinking away tears,

"You're beautiful Lacy, honestly. Anyone who thinks otherwise must be mad" then he pauses, "We don't have to do this if you don't want to"

I stand up on shaking legs, "No, I'll be fine. I'm going to get a drink, you want one?"

He smiles reassuringly at me, "Good, and no thanks"

I leave the room quietly, bouncing down the stairs and straight into the kitchen where Harriet is sitting on her phone,

"You announcing on this twitcam?" she asks eagerly,

I sigh, getting a glass out of the cupboard, "Yep"

She smiles, "Good luck"

I force a smile back at her and fill up my glass with water, then I run upstairs to wait with George.

We place the laptop on the floor and sit cross legged next to eachother facing it, and I desperately try to sort out my hair,

George giggles, kissing me lightly on the forehead, "Ready?"

I close my eyes and nod, then open them to watch him press the go live button. Suddenly I see our faces on screen and watch as the thousands of messages pop up on the tab on the side,

"Say bananas if you can hear and see us" George giggles, clicking away on his laptop,

I freeze, eyes fixed on the small webcam staring right at me. It occurs to me how stupid and odd I must look right now, sitting here in silence just staring at the screen. I feel my cheeks burn red and try to forget about the thousands of people watching,

Judging me,

"Ok so I have to tell you guys something..."

George's voice brings me back to reality and I turn to look at him, only to see him staring at me, smiling reassuringly. I get lost in his eyes for a second, and then quickly look away,

"By the way, this is Lacy" George introduces me and I wave pathetically at the camera, not sure of what to do,

"I know there's been a lot of confusion over a story that's been in the papers involving me and Lacy"

He pauses, "It made it sound like what me and Lacy done was some drunken fling... and it's not"

I try my best to smile, and George quickly grabs my hand, "I wanted to introduce you to Lacy this way, instead of the way the media make it sound"

"This is Lacy, and she's also my current girlfriend" he finishes, looking at me,

I look straight into the webam, take a deep breath and speak, "Hey guys"

Suddenly the notifications all come flooding in, and I read a few quickly. They range from 'Aw I'm so happy for you' to 'what this can't be happening omg'

George drops my hand, "So this Twitcam is just going to be a load of fun really, like a giant sleepover with you guys"

I grin, suddenly finding the courage to speak, "Get some coffee and pyjamas, that's the best kind of sleepover"

George giggles, "Send us questions with the hashtag OneBigSleepoverTwitcam"

I scan the questions being sent through, reading them out, "What's our favourite type of coffee?" I ask, turning to george,

"Any" George grins, "And Lacys is a Latte or cappuccino"

I nod and George giggles, "Send us ideas of what to do too, we're at my house so anything around here would be cool"

"Wait" I say, standing up, "I'm going to get something"

Before he can reply I run out of the room and downstairs to grab my phone, then I quickly make my way back to George's room where I join him on the floor,

"That was quick" he giggles,

I grin, "I can run fast"

At this we both burst out laughing, George's knows as well as anyone that me and running don't go together- I hate sports!

When I've finally got my breath back I log onto my twitter on my phone, where I'm already gaining hundreds of followers from fans finding my account,

"Lacy ShelleysLattex asks you to follow her on twitter" George smiles widely at me and I look surprised,

"ok, sure" I quickly follow her account, confused as to why they would want a follow from me,

"Oh we should prank call Josh!" George exclaims suddenly,

I roll my eyes but go along with it anyway, watching George as he eagerly dials Josh's number,

"Hello?"

Josh's voice can be heard from the loudspeaker and I try to keep a straight face as George talks in an Indian accent,

"Hello, we are from a modelling agency looking for underwear models"

I hold my hand over my mouth to block out my laughing, and George copies,

"Erm, who's this?" Josh asks, sounding confused,

I open my mouth to speak but burst into laughter, and George cracks too, holding his stomach from laughing too much,

At this point Josh has caught on, "George and Lacy?"

"Hello" I giggle,

"You two are nuts" Josh laughs, "You on Twitcam?"

"Yeah" George grins at me and I smirk,

"Ok, cool. Hi twitcam" Josh calls through the phone, and I hold it up to the microphone so the fans can hear,

"See ya josh" George giggles again before hanging up, then he looks at me and we both start laughing uncontrollably again.

"Ok what's next?!" I ask suddenly, finally relaxing and enjoying the Twitcam.

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Later that night when we've finished the Twitcam I head up to bed, yawning and tired. Before I go to sleep I decide to check my twitter feed, and read a few peoples tweets,

Leorge are my new OTP!

George looked so happy nawr

Can't decide if I ship them or not...

I'm happy for George but so jealous ugh

I'm gonna sit here and cry

And then the last one I read is from a non fan account, someone with a username of @1234567DF and no picture, name or previous tweets, it says,

Lacy and George won't last, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve😏

Hope you liked this chapter! All will be revealed in the next few chapters regarding who wrote the tweet etc etc

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