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

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BF: soo... what happened?

Y: nothing

BF: bullshit

Y: its actually not we didnt do anything

BF: that makes a change

Y: ha- i know

BF: (laughing) oh wow

Y: so go on then...

BF: what?

Y: how did your night go?

BF: great

Y: good what happened?

BF: we drank a lot...

Y: how much is a lot?

BF: well we might have to buy some more drink soon

Y: oh my god we had two cupboards full

BF: well we dont now

Y: idiot

BF: thats mee

Y: anyway what about after that?

BF: i dont remember much

Y: but?

BF: but i know we did it

Y: ahh

BF: not tell me the truth

Y: about what?

BF: bout what you and George did?

Y: we honestly didnt do anything

BF: well what did you do then

Y: we just had a few drinks and went to bed

BF: you are like an old married couple

Y: yaaay

BF: idiot

Y: thats mee (mimmiking her from earlier)

BF: so you just went to bed?

Y: yep we just hugged

BF: how boring

Y: i know right oh well

BF: werent you in the mood?

Y: not really i was just happy to see him again

BF: so what about this morning? you were back early

Y: well we got up and he made me breakfast

BF: yeah?

Y: and then loving you is easy came on and i showed him the George Shelley swag sit

BF: omg did you?

Y: yeah... he liked it

BF: haha good

Y: he said it was ute

BF: he was probably not on about the swag sit

Y: anyway...

BF: wait

Y: what?

BF: thats not yours (pointing to the shirt) and neithers the hat?

Y: well i stole the shirt and he said it looked better on me anyway

BF: aww

Y: yeah so he let me keep it but then he said i had to have the hat as well because it went with the outfit

BF: so he was basically your personal stylist this morning?

Y: yep

BF: thats cool

Y: well im going bed

BF: yeah me too i feel really ill

Y: cuz you drank too much and now the pain killers are fading

BF: yeah

Y: are you sure your alright

BF: nope! im gonna be sick

Y: quick go!

you both run into the bathroom and you hold her hair back. the strong smell of alcohol covered the room and you were almost sick yourself.

BF: i gone all light headed now

Y: right lets get you to bed

BF:okay

you put her to bed and then you text George...

Y: hey babe x

G: hey you okay? x

Y: yeah kinda x

G: whats up? x

Y: [bf;s name] is ill x

G: really? x

Y: yeah she just threw up x

G: niceee

Y: not really when i was the one who had to hold her hair back x

G: shall i tell Josh? x

Y: best had x

G: he said 'shit' x

Y: haha oh wow x

G: he said should he come over? x

Y: no she is asleep now x

G: okay, so how are you anyway x

G: im good how are you x

G: great x

Y: wow 'great' x

G: yep x

Y: why are you great? x

G: because i saw you x

Y: cringeee x

G: i know that was the aim x

Y: :p x

G: been on snapchat recently?;) x

Y: no why? x

G: hehe;) x

you go onto your snapchat and look at George's story. there is a video of you dancing around his living room to loving you is easy and then a picture of you staring at your feet with a cation 'thinking'. you text George back..

Y: your no longer my friend

G: thats okay as long as im still your boyfriend

Y: oh damn forgot about that;)

G: goodnight beautiful x

Y: night Georgeyy x

you turn your phone off and go to bed.....