Love Story / George Shelley Fanfic

First day at Uni!

// heyyyy. i hope you're enjoying this, i'll try and update regularly. Love you all so muchhhh xx //

*Lydia's POV*

I woke up with my alarm going off. No. It was today. The first day of university. Relax Lydia. You have Emma. And George. Wait what? I completely forgot about last night, i quickly checked my phone 2 texts.

From: Emma X

'Morning i'll meet at yours at 8 ok. Xx'

I looked at the time 7:00. I need to get up. I quickly replied with an okay and checked my other text.

From: George Xx

when i seen his name something happened. Inside me. My heart started beating faster. And a smile creeped on my face. What. No. I can't like him. I can't. A boy like George could get any girl, why would he pick me? He's just a friend Lydia. Just a friend.

'Hope we have the same lessons together. We'd have so much fun :) see you soon x'

To: George Xx

'Yes! Omg that'd be amazing! Haha! See you x'

I quickly got a shower. Got dressed into a skater skirt and white top dried my hair leaving it to its natural wavy self. Put some cute frilly socks on, and white converse. I glanced at myself in the mirror and checked if i looked okay. After all, i was going to meet a lot of new people, i had to look good right? I ran downstairs to the smell of pancakes

'MORNING!!!!' I squeezed mum into a tight hug

"Morning Lydia! You look beautiful, are you ready for your big day?" She handed me a plate with 3 pancakes. Mmm.

"Yeah. I think. I'll be fine i suppose. I have Emma"

"And George" she added. What.

"Errr oh yeah. What did he say last night?" I asked.

"Oh nothing. Think someone's got a crush an-" she was cut off my banging on the door. Emma. I looked up at the clock 8:03am. I completely ignored mum and found Emma standing there we hugged and said our goodbyes to mum and left.

~entering uni~

"Good Morning. Your name is..?" A stern looking lady asked me at the register.

"Lydia. Lydia Smith" i replied. She started ticking stuff off and writing God knows what. When i looked to the right to find George at the next register. Aw he looked perfect. Chinos, top and a jacket. He was perfect. "George Shelley" he said to the man infront of him. Aw. Shelley. Lydia Shelley. What. No. You are just friends.

"Miss Smith. Here's your timetable." She passed me the timetable and i said a quick thank you and walked off to speak to Emma. We weren't in the same lessons. Really. Could this get any worse? My group was W4. Emma's was W2. Woo. Not. We hugged eachother and we both said "Good Luck" to eachother and walked into our groups.

I seen a banner with 'W4' written on. I looked at the people there. And. No. No. No. It can't be. It cannot be George. I seriously love this guy be he doesn't love my back. I need to get over him! I walked into the group of about 17 people and turned away from George, avoding awkwardness. I was speaking to a girl called Caterina, she seemed lovely. Until i was stopped by two hands grabbing my waist.

"Hello beautiful" said this person. Into my ear. The voice was so recognizable. George. I looked around and seen him looking into my eyes.

"Hey George" We embraced into a massive hug until i finally let go. I broke the cute (not awkward silence) by saying "Oh so i had to spend three years with you in the same uni but now three years in the same classes. Great" who was i kidding? This was the best thing ever. He called me beautiful. But why? Is he playing games? He can't be. Well he could be. You never know Lydia. You never know.