To your relief it was just George asleep but he was tossing and turning. he grabbed a pillow and started to hug it asif he wished he had someone to hug. you got into your underwear and went under his covers and lay next to him. you snuggled up to him and you heard him breath heavily
G: (whispering in a sad tone asif he was crying) [your name]?
Y: im here George (you kiss him softly on the lips and then snuggle up to him again. he wraps his arms around you and pulls you close. he starts kissing your neck) George?
G: mmm?
Y: can we just relax?
G: are you alright?
Y: yeah why?
G: well... you havent wanted me to touch you in ages
Y: huh?
G: well when we came off our tour i was really looking forward to that night but then we just ended up hugging and sleeping
Y: i thought you wanted to?
G: i wanted what you wanted
Y: oh im sorry
G: but are we okay? you seem off with me?
Y: you did just hit me across the face love
G: im so sorry about that how is it?
Y: urm... its fine
G: but generally are we?
Y: why do you think we're not?
G: well i thought you didnt like me anymore because we havent... you know
Y: yeah but its not because i dont like you
G: why is it then?
Y: well
G: babe come on you can tell me
Y: i just dont feel sexy at the moment
G: what?
Y: i feel fat and stuff
G: is that why every time i ask you if you want to eat you say no?
Y: yep
G: you... are not fat in any way shape or form... you are perfect and i dont care what you look like
Y: awww
he pulls you in closer and instead of trying something he just kisses your neck and falls asleep and you do the same...
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you wake up and it is somehow the next day. you had slept through half of yesterday and the whole night
G: morning you
Y: morning
G: oh my god!
Y: what?
G: i am so so so sorry!
Y: what you on about?
G: your face
Y: oh yeah urm... you pack a hard punch
G: shit! i cant believe you forgave me... you are the fucking best
Y: i know i know
G: come on shrimp
Y: oh how rude
G: sowwy
Y: nope shut up
G: come on lets get breakfast
Y: im not hungry im just gonna go home
G: did Josh come back last night?
Y: i didnt hear him
G: hmm
Y: right im gonna go and i will see what happened with them two
G: okay
you head home and you open the door. it looks like a bomb has dropped and there are loads of things smashed on the floor. you hear whimpering cries and you turn into the kitchen to see your friend in a ball on the floor that is covered in blood.
Y: [bf's name]
BF: go... dont want you to see me like this?
Y: what the fuck happened?
BF: we had a fall out and he went crazy...i- im s- scared
Y: come here
as you got her up you noticed the cuts on her arm but you didnt expect anything less. you cleaned her cuts and tucked her into bed. you got a phone call off George...
Y: hi
G: wow whats wrong
Y: Josh went mad
G: huh?
Y: put him on the phone
G: he isnt here
Y: (holding the phone to your chest and talking to your friend) where did Josh go?
BF: to his mate Tim's house
Y: thats just down the road right?
BF: yeah
Y: right go to sleep
BF: o-okay
Y: (shutting the door and lifting the phone back to your ear) i know where he is and im gonna go kill him!
G: what happened?
Y: i came in to a smashed up apartment and [bf's name] crying on the floor surrounded with blood and cuts on her arms
G: what?
Y: and she had bruises on her arms from where he had grabbed her
G: what the fuck
Y: he got angry and smashe up my place... it took me so long to get enought money to buy nice stuff for this place and all my hard work is ruined!
G: its okay i will buy you new stuff
Y: he is gonna pay big time! (putting the phone down)
you started running to his friends house and when you got there you knocked on the door in a very harsh manner. Tim answered and you burst throught the door.
Y: where is he?
T: um asleep why? what happened?
Y: im gonna kill him
T: he came in crying his eyes out
Y: well im gonna go make him cry even more
you ignored Tim and ran up to the spare room and burst in. Josh shot up in the bed and slowly got out putting his hands up
Y: YOU ARE A FUCKING PRICK! SHE HAS ONLY JUST STOPPED CUTTING AND NOW BECAUSE OF YOU SHE IS DOING IT AGAIN!!!!!
J:what?
Y: YOU DONT DESERVE HER! YOU GO SLEEPING ROUND WITH OTHER GIRLS WHO HAPPEN TO BE YOUR FUCKING EX AND THEN YOU COME AND TRASH MY PLACE! I HAD TO WORK HARD FOR THAT BECAUSE I DIDNT GET THE MONEY FROM DADDY! I HAD TO MAKE A LIFE FOR MYSELF AND IT WAS JUST GOING PERFECT AND YOU HAVE FUCKED IT ALL UP!
J: im sor-
he couldnt finish because you slapped him with full force making his head mover to the side. you punched him in the stomach and when he bent over from the force of the punch you kneed him in the face causing his nose to start bleeding
Y: (pulling his hair) you come within 10 meters of [bf's name] or my fucking apartment again and i will hurt you. if you enter my place without permision i will take it as a burgalry and stab you... got it? good!
you walk out and Josh starts crying. you say bye to Tim and then you run back to your place. George is stood in the kitchen looking at all the mess and he runs up and hugs you. you cry into him chest...
Y: its all ruined...
G: we will get through it... dont worry.....
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You're the Lucky One. // George Shelley/Josh Cuthbert
Fanfiction"We are who we are, We're the lucky ones"