Love Conquers All

Chapter Six

George's POV

"Philip!" I gasp and sit up in my bed. The New York sun shines through my blinds and I sigh, rasing a hand to block it out. Its nine in the morning. Why am I up at  nine in the morning?

My eyes widen and I freeze, that wasn't a dream.  That wasn't a dream! I scramble out of bed and almost face plant right into my desk, I run into the bathroom and slam the door shut after myself.

"Holy fuck that wasn't a dream..." I pant and hurriedly pull my shirt over my head, I look in the mirror and my breath hitches. Scars.  Just as many scars as I had in the dream. My hands to goes to the white scar on my stomach, stretching across my entire stomach and chest. "Woah...." I gulp and look up when theres a knock at the door.

"George? Are you okay in there?" Dad's voice calls through the door. That's Aaron's voice. I back up quickly and trip into the bathtub with a loud thump. I swear and put a hand to my head. " George?" He sounds slightly more panicked.

"I...uh... y-yeah I'm fine dad!" I gulp and slowly stand up." Just had a bad dream!"

"Alright..." He doesn't sound convinced." Breakfest is ready when you're done in there. "

"Thanks dad!" I gulp and walk slowly to the window, my breath catches in my chest and my eyes widen.  New York City..... this is way more diffrent then the city in Thomas' court.

Those aren't around any more.... just the people. How.... where...? I feel like my brains about to explode. I slowly pull my shirt back on and walk slowly and cautiously down the hall. I'm in Aaron's house. He hasn't killed me yet. Does he even remember? He has too.  Right?

"Glad to see you're feeling better." He casts a smile at me and eyes sparkle. He looks... normal... He doesn't have that crazy look in his eye any more. Then again, he was good at hiding his emotions. He is good at hiding his emotions. "That must've been one hell of a dream to have gotten you that shaken."

"I, uh, y-yeah." I nod and slowly take in the apartment as I sit down. I know this world I've been living in this world. But everything seems so new, like I've been wearing sun glasses my entire life and someone took them off for me.

I'm halfway through a pancake when my eyes widen and I inhale sharply. Okay, so here's a life lesson for everyone. Don't realise that your lover from another lifetime doesn't know and hates you still when you're halfway through a pancake. I start coughing and shake my head. Aaron's eyes widen and he slams his hand on my back, a piece of pancake goes flying across the room and I gasp for air panting .

"Are you sure you're okay? You don't look too well, maybe you should take it easy today." He frowns and rubs his cheek like a worrying parent.  I study his eyes for a few seconds in silence and slowly stand.

"I just remembered that I have somewhere I need to be, I need to talk to someone. " I run to my room and pull on actual clothes and start hopping through the apartment putting my shoes on.

"About what? It's nine thirty in the morning Geogre. " Aaron frowns and yells after me. Angels can lie.  Right?

"College!" I say over my shoulder and make a face at myself. College? I couldn't have thought of anything better.

"Do you want me to come? I'll drive you and..."

"Nope! I'm fine dad, I'll be back in a few hours! Love you!" I slam the door after myself and take a minute to take in the last thirty minutes. Well, considering the track record of my last life, this is pretty normal.

Philip.  I have too find Phil.... oh shit. He's  going to California today, hes going to some really prestigious college, do I know which one? Nope, because I never listened to him when he started rubbing his family's money all over the place.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckme gently!" I growl and gun the motorcycle across the city. I may or may not have pulled alot of illegal moves here and there and everywhere.... yeah I broke alot of laws today. I park my bike in the parking garage and sprint through the air port, I run up the stairs, almost break my neck, and somehow slip past security without getting caught.

Maybe it's an angel thing?

"Philip where the hell are you?..." I mutter and look at the signs nervously.  Where the hell is the plane to San Francisco?

Curls. I see curls! I start running, I'm not sure if my feet touches the ground once, but I sure as hell get to Philip fast.  I tackle him to the ground and he screams, he looks up at me and he growls.  His eyebrows screw together and he grinds his teeth.

"George, what the hell are you doing here?" He snarls." I know your jealous and, but if I miss my plane the bill is on your head."

"Okay, that's great and all but we have a bigger problem." I put my hands on his cheeks and freeze. I didn't think this far. How am I going to get him to remember ?

"Does it look like I care about your problems?" He cocks an eyebrow at me and huffs. "Because I don't. You could jump off a bridge and that wouldn't be my problem."

Come on George, think. How can I get him to.... a kiss. Wow I'm supersmart. Not.

I lean down and press my lips to his, his eyes widen and he tries to push away for only a moment before he pauses and melts into it. His arms wrap around my waist and he bites at my bottom lip . I hum and my hands get lost in his hair.  After a few minutes I slowly pull back and our eyes meet, he smiles ear to ear and eyes sparkle, his eyes never used to do that.  It was like they were covered with clouds. Now he's glowing like he used too.

"My George...." He smiles and now its his turn to tackle me. I laugh and hug him just as tightly as he hugs me. We sway slowly and I laugh out of pure joy.

"My Philip." I whisper into his ear and press a loving kiss to his cheek.

"Oh I'm so sorry.... I was so mean and rude and.. aweful..." His smile slowly melts and his eyes study mine with concern.

"Hey, it's okay. We're okay, we're back together and okay.  I'm here for you, and I still love you so much." We slowly stand and I pick up his bag for him.

"And I still love you to the edge of the universe and back." He smiles and pulls me down into another deep kiss.

"Im pretty loveable." I grin and play with a curl, we turn and slowly start walking back to my motorcycle.  Dad got it for me as an early birthday present.

"Yeah, yeah you." He smiles and eyes widen." Oh my god, we have to get my parents back together. "

"I'm not kissing your parents." I shake my head. He rolls his eyes and smacks my arm.

"If we get them to..... you know, do a little kissy kissy, they might remember too." He hugs me and we sway slowly.

"How about breakfest first, then we do that? I missed you." My arm goes around his waist and he smiles.

"I like that, actually, I love it." He kisses my cheek that's filled with love.