You're the Lucky One. // George Shelley/Josh Cuthbert

part 7

BF: haha no [your name] just got in... why?... okay i will ask her in a minute... he what?... hahaha... when?... why did he do that?(serious)... what a stupid boy!... why did he do that?... i know especially when him and [your name] have something going on!... what?...no im definatly telling her, im not gonna keep this from her she deserves to know Josh!... im not angry at you im angry at him!... okay byee (kisses down the phone and you pull a sick face at her)

Y: whats all that about? what you gonna tell me?

BF: i dont know how to tell you

Y: tell me what? tell meeee

BF: its George

Y: what about him?

BF: he has been an idiot!

Y: huh?

BF: well...

Y: some time today will be nioce

BF: they went out yesterday and George got a bit drunk...

Y: and...

BF: kinda got off with another girl...

Y: is that supposed to bother me?

BF: oh. you dont care?

Y: nope (you did.)

BF: what? your not upset about that?

Y: naa (you were.)

BF: oh. phew (she giggles and you just smiled at her)

you went to your room and into your bathroom, locked the door and cried. you didnt know why but it really did bother you that he got off with some random girl. did you mean nothing at all to him? you cried for 5 minutes and then your best friend knocked on your door...

Y: (sniffling) yeah?

BF: i knew it bothered you! let me in! now!

Y: i seriously dont care

BF: you obviously do, you went quiet and you only go quiet when you are upset now let me in please?

this girl can read you like a book, but you can read her like a book too. thats what you liked about eachother you were like sisters and could always just tell when the other was upset.

Y: fine. (you opened the door and straight away she didnt look at your face she just hugged you)

BF: just ignore him. he probably isnt even worth it!

Y: he is my idol. it was always gonna bother me and he probably is worth it because i have loved him for 7 years! 

BF: i know, why dont you ring him?

Y: i dont have his number and i dont want to talk to him anyway!

BF: why dont you just try?

Y: (shouting) because i dont want to! dont you get it! your the lucky one with the hot boy band member fucking pinning for you and im just a 'friend' of the one i have loved for fucking years! i just gotta get out of here!

you stormed out of the apartment and practically ran to a random bench. you didnt realize you were next to the london eye and it was sunset. it was so pretty so you took a photo and tweeted it with the caption 'why cant i get you out of my head? you clearly dont care...'  within 2 minutes you got 50 replies so you read through them. most were 'are you okay :(' some were really bitchy 'trouble in poaradise?😏' which really pissed you off! before you knew it you were crying again and looking at the tear drops falling onto your pale scarred skin. you thought about when you last cut and you had to remind yourself 'you are smarter than this! dont do it again' 

twitter:

@GeorgeUJWorld: why did i do something so stupid? i really hope i get forgiveness :'( 

@JoshUJWorld: how come when im happy people around me aren't? :(

@[bf/t/n]: watching my best friend cry over a stupid boy who made a huge mistake is the worst :'( @[y/t/n] where are you? im worried?

you replied 'i just want time to think, maybe be home soon'

@[bf/t/n]: dont you dare do anything stupid...again

to this tweet George replied saying ' [best friend name] please DM me, i know i was stupid and that tweet confused me...explain?:(' 

after that tweet you got a text from your friend saying 'can i tell him?'

you bluntly replyed 'yes'

you looked at the time and it was 12am all you knew is that your eyes were really sore and you could barely make anything out, one reason was that it was really dark and the other was that you were crying so much from what had happened and the fact you were listening to the Vamps new album and it was a bit upsetting.

texts 1:

Brad: heyy babyyyy! heard the album?;)

y: yes listening to it now crying my eyes out, thanks!

B: what? why?

Y: George.

B: what did he do? where are you?

Y: on a bench by the london eye, why?

B: why? go home now!

Y: yes sir! the album is amazing btw;)

B: i know right haha well explain what happened tomorrow?

y: k.

B: cheer up babes

Y: just for you;)

you didnt want to go home. you would just be flooded with questions about whats wrong and why you feel the way you do. after another hour you decided to head back. before you stood up you felt a tap on your shoulder...........