Imagines Irish and British people

George Ezra / (Y/N) - Thelma and Louis (tribute to road trips) - fluffy

Idem: Fanfics on George - Geoff - Ezra should be more popular, for Petan's sake! If you do not know who George Ezra is, I invite you to go on YouTube or Spotify to find out. And if you are here because you were hopelessly seeking for fanfics about the man 1) you are not alone, seeking fanfics and ficlets 2) enjoy some fluffy material (smut is to follow *wink*)!

They were to leave Bristol for, well anywhere but Bristol. George had just finished wrapping his new album and (Y/N), his girlfriend of three years now, could not wait any longer to have her boyfriend for her and only her.

"Come on, George!", she yelled at him. George went downstairs, red sunglasses on his nose. His girlfriend loved him for that, his way to be funny to her even with only a pair of glasses.

"I'm coming", he replied by chuckling and soon he shut the door behind him. He was standing in front of their neighbour's wall when (Y/N) wanted to take a picture of him.

"Remove your glasses, Don Jon!", she inquired and so he did, by taking a serious pose to make her chuckle.

After this picture, they packed their bags into the boot and George took the wheel and started to drive by looking at his girl. They traveled for hours, without even knowing where they would land. The night was setting on the North of England and George looked at her girlfriend, who was asleep next to him. That is when he decided to find a place to sleep for both of them.

He stopped the car in front of a cheap but nice-looking hotel and tap lightly (Y/N)'s elbow. She looked at him, felt sorry she had fall asleep and asked: "Where are we?"

"I think we are close from Newcastle".

The two got into the hotel for the night.

Ta-da! Stay petan and keep reading!