George Miller / Papa Frank • Imagines

Accident

It was an accident. I totally did not mean to fuck my best friend. Well, I kinda did, but not really. You see, I've known Geroge since I was about 13. I met him when he moved to my city in the 7th grade. He was shy but we became best friends freshman year when I started dating my ex who was his friend. Now, I am 25 and totally stuck. Last weekend I got into a fight with my ex, we've been dating on and off for years and years, but I think I'm ready to give up. I took his virginity a few months after we started dating and I'm the only girl he has slept with, that I know of. We were in a fight over absolutely nothing. Then Geroge came to see me. He is so awesome whenever I feel sad or lonely. I feel on top of the world with my best friend by my side. It was 12:30 when Geroge showed up, I was crying to him while he sat and played call of duty. I felt lost and didn't have a clue on what to do. Geroge eventually puts down the controller and picks me up, carrying me to bed and wraps me up in a blanket. "It's just so hard, Joji. I don't understand why I keep letting him back into my life. Yeah, I took his virginity. But it isn't that big of a deal. Sex is just fucking sex." I mumble to Geroge and he lays next to me, switching to youtube on my play station. "You're right." He says. "And all I want is you happy. Come on, give me a smile." Geroge starts to tickle me and I give him a few good laughs through my tears. He runs his hands up my side and down my hard, locking his fingers with mine. We eventually make eye contact after holding hands and we stare deep into each others. Something hits both of us that I've never felt before. And before I know it, Geroge is kissing me. He has his arms wrapped around my body and is kissing me. Holy fuck. He pulls away and looks back into my eyes. "I'm sorry." He laughs out and I smile back at him as we almost pulls away. I pull him back closer and kiss him deeply. He runs his finger tips across my skin and I feel like flying. We end up making out for a good while, then our clothes are off. Now he's inside me. He's on top first, making my head spin at how amazing he is. Then I flip over on top, riding him for a few minutes before he pulls out and flips so I'm on my stomach and he's going inside on me from behind. I grip the pillow next to me and moan loudly as he continued his actions for a while. Once we finished, we cleaned up, got dressed and laid back down. I look over at my night stand clock that reads 5:34am. Fuck... "Don't you have work in the morning?" I ask him and he nods, already almost asleep. I roll over and look at the wall, feeling my inside completely move around. I close my eyes and once they open to daylight peeling into my bedroom. 10:56am and Geroge was already gone. No texts, no calls, no e-mails, nothing from him. I see him a few times in our shared apartment building and he completely ignores me. Must of been something I did, I suck at everything. I forgive my ex and he comes back into my life, feeling like shit for everything I did that weekend. Now I'm laying here thinking about how to get Geroge off my mind. A smile creeps on my lips, "My happy little accident." I whisper. I almost scream to myself as soon as George walks inside of my room. His hair a mess and he's bleeding from his lip. "Joji!" I gasp and he smiles when I run to his aid. "What happened?" I lead him to my bed and he looks up at me with a big grin. "I saw him. You're guy. On another girl." I look down at the floor. Fuck... He brushes my hair out of my face and holds it. "I took a huge pounding for you. I couldn't let you get hurt again. I couldn't." Tears start running down both of our faces. "Geroge I.." "I love you, Y/N." He kisses me deeply and I am flying again. All the bad things in my life disappeared and here I am with Geroge.