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

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as you walk up James' footpath you hear the music blasting out from inside

BF: i wonder why they arent playing their album?

Y: urm... because they arent full of themselves?

BF: oh yeah it would be a bit big headed wouldnt it?

Y: exactly idiot

BF: sorryyy... cant wait to see Con

Y: hmm he probably feels the same

Y: huh?

Y:  dont worry come on

you enter the house and strong smell of alcohol shoots up your nose. you see a half naked Brad dancing on the coffee table and James trying to get him down. your friend sees Connor and runs up and jumps on his back... she has no idea. you decide to get help James with Brad...

Y: Happy birthday babes...

J: thank you

Y: Bradley... come down hun?

B: why?

J: he is pissing me off sooo bad he needs to sober up before i kill him

Y: i got this

J: thank you... im gonna go enjoy myself on my birthday

Y: ou do that (turning to Brad) right come on you

B: but this is fun

Y: and hanging with me isnt?

B: no no no it is im coming!!!

Y: haha come on 

B: cominggggg

you and Brad go into a more quiet room and talk but he is really drunk

B: i love you

Y: i love you too

B: come here then

Y: haha no i have a boyfriend

B: he wont mind

Y: he will babes

B: okay then...can i have a drink?

Y: water? yes

B: nooo ewieee a proper drink

Y: urm no

B: grrrr

Y: i know

B: what?

Y: there is a kebab van down the road we passed it... lets go get you some food and have a walk in the fresh air

B: mmm foood

Y: come on

you helped him down the staris and held his waist walking because he was too drunk to walk on his own. you turned around quickly to see your friend drunk and Connor taking advantage of that and kissing her. you wanted to go and stop them because she was kissing him back but Brad fell over and crawled out the door and you had to help him

Y: (shouting) [bf's name] stop it you slag! i will deal with you in a bit

she gave you a dirty look and started kissing him again

Y: shit

B: IM COMING FOOOOOD (crawling away)

Y: Bradley Simpson come back here now

B: im getting food

Y: come on

you get him up and quickly go to the van and get you and Brad a kebab. you head back to the house and take Brad back to the bedroom but your friend and Connor are sat on the bed kissing...

Y: Connor!

C: huh? oh shit... hi guys

Y: what the fuck are you doing? she has a boyfriend who would kill you if he knew what you were doing to his drunk girlfriend!

C: yeah soz

Y: talk about taking the piss! you arent even drunk but you took an opertunity because she is!

C: im gonna go

Y: yeah piss off you dick!

B: woooooooow

Y: shut up Brad

BF: what the problem sisttaaaa

Y: eat! (to both of them)

you gave your friend your kebab and Brad his. after they ate their food they both went and threw up. they ate some more and within about 10 minutes were pretty sober...

BF: fuck! Josh! what the fuck did i do that for?

Y: it was his fault as well

BF: no i kissed Con not the other way round

Y: but he could have stopped you?

BF: true... i wonder why he didnt?

B: because he loves ya

BF: what!

Y: he likes you... thats obvious

BF: shit thatys awkward

Y: thats why we didnt tell you

BF: whats josh gonna say? im such a bad girlfriend

Y: i think we should go

B: dont leave me!

Y: you come too then?

B: yaaay girly sleepover!!!

Y:if you say so...

you all say happy birthday and bye to a drunken James and you drive them both back to yours...

B: you shouldnt be driving

Y: i havent drunk anything... you two did it for me

B: sowwyy

BF: yeah sowwyyy

Y: its fine (stopping the car) right come on then ma fags

they got out the car and you all went into your apartment...

B: bed timeee

Y: yes

B: but where do i go?

Y: go and get in my bed

B: ooooh kinky

Y: go!

B: sorry im going mummy dont smack my bum bum

Y: piss off

BF: right im off

Y: to bed?

BF: duh!

Y: sorry sarcy... bye

BF: yeah bye

you go and get into your bed and Brad looks like he is dead. you get in and go on your phone to check your tweets....

@GeorgeUJWorld: having fun with these freaks... (attatched is a picture of him, a girl called Parisa and a few other fake looking girls)

you got a bit annoyed because the girls had also tweeted stuff about it and pictures. one girl had a photo taken where George was looking down with the caption "eyes up Georgey" and the others had stupid captions too. you got annoyed that he was out with a load of girls especially Parisa since they have been out before. you tweeted a picture of you and Brad in your bed...

@[Y/T/N]: Brads taking up all the room in my bed... greedy!;)

the real reason of doing this is that George has notifications on your tweets so he was always going to see it and you wanted him to. you werent the type to get jealous but you were on this occasion and you felt like that was his aim so you got him back. you went to sleep and woke up the next morning by your bedroom door being slammed open...