Perfectly Imperfect | Breece ( DISCONTINUED )

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A/N,  This isn't really a Breece part, Basically Lauren & George, Where you find out so much more about her, Read if you must ❤ || Trigger Warning.

Lauren's Point of view
Yesterday

- Blake, please. I said in a low voice, trying to get him not to hurt Logan. Even thought he was an asshole, He was still my brother.

- Lauren get out of my way or I'll push you. He answered.

- You wouldn't. I responded with an eye roll.

- He won't but I will. Logan responded pushing me onto the blond boy behind me. He caught me before I hit the ground pulling me up into his arms.

I looked to his grey eyes, and found myself lost. This boy was so handsome. From his eyes to his hands, hair to arms. I need this boy's name. But I figured now wasn't the time. He held me in his arms, rubbing my back, holding me close.

I didn't even notice the other boy walk in, I also didn't notice Logan leave. I was way too focused on the boy hugging me.

- Brad, the night Blake cheated on me with George I—

I hated George for what he did. I was mad and wanted to hit him so bad.

He looked down at me and smiled. I smiled back, lost in his eyes once again.

- Excuse me I have a date! Blake shouted.

- Who? The small brown-haired boy asked.

Blake hand gestured me.

- I'm sure princess could deal on her own without you. If anything George? You're going right? He asked to the boy next to me.

- Yeah. He answered.

Wait. He's George? I suddenly felt bad for falling for his eyes.

- Then keep her safe okay? Now run along you two.

I walked away with him. I didn't want to talk to him. I didn't even want to be next to him at all. We walked into the elevator and the silence was killing.

- Uh, I'm going to head back and get my dress. I said nervously.

- The green looks nice on you. He smiled looking to me. I was in a long sleeved dark emerald green dress, I guess he liked it. I'm George. He continued putting his hand forward.

- So I've heard. I sighed, ignoring his hand.

- You're Lauren right? He smiled.

- Why are you being nice to me? I questioned.

- Because Blake isn't there with you, so I'm trying to be nice to you, I don't have to Lauren.

- Well don't I don't care.

- Why are you so mean?

- Because you slept with my best friend when he was in a relationship with my other friend.

- That happened accidentally —

— Oh what, his dick "accidentally" slipped in your ass? I said looking to him.

- Well, No, but we were both wasted as hell. He looked to me. Fuck his eyes.

- Still. I rolled my eyes looking to the numbers, watching them slowly change.

- So princess, I just want to make sure you're okay.

- Don't call me princess George.

- Why not princess?