Can I be the only one to see, hear, know and feel you?|| George X Alfie

Chapter 2- Lips

*George's pov*

I wake up the next morning and my stomach starts inviting the butterflies. It's 8 am, the usual time I wake up at, school or not. It's Sunday today, one day before I go back to that hell. I get up and jump in the shower, I let the hot water rinse out my jet black hair and I stand there running my hand through my hair, showing different scenarios  in my mind, him smiling at me, his gorgeous blood rose lips, decorated with studs of snake bites, looking at me with his beautiful amber eyes shielded by those glass panes with black frames. I smile and jump out of the shower wrapping a towel around my waist and rubbing my hair with another towel.

*Alfie's pov*

9 am, again, woken up by Will saying random shit into my ear that I'll never understand.

I have to meet him in  about five hours, he's so adorable, I just want to get to know him a bit better, maybe sit on the roof top of his house, talking about what we want our future to be like. Wait our future, hmm... WAIT nope nope Al stop it!! I think about this way too much, it happened with my ex boyfriend, we made plans, our marriage, our home, our children, our life together.

And just my luck, he dumped me a week later, lesson learned, never make plans about your future with someone you adore, even if you feel like it is meant to be.

I jump up out of bed and I get into my shitty shower that barely works, but it gets by alright.

I eat the stale bread in my bread bin and I cringe, it's so bad

I flush that down with water and sigh

It's going to be a long ass day.

*George's pov*

1:58 pm and no sign of Alfie, maybe I shouldn't trust new comers

I hear footsteps and I look up, there he is

His hair a messy beautiful style

his eyes, perfection

His lips, my world

I smile at him and he smiles back as he continues to walk towards me.

My stuttering kicks in, how I fucking hate my stutter, it ruins my social life.

"H-hi" I look down, embarrassed by my stupid stutter.

He smiles sweetly "Hey" he coughs, poor boy, must be sick.

*Alfie's pov*

He's gorgeous, his brown eyes, his jet black hair. 

I cough and he looks at me sweetly

"So, uh, where you wanna go?"

He looks confused "Oh um, I know a park near to my house if you wanna go there?"

"Sure" I say as normal as possible but I have fucking Will saying shit in my ears again.

He smiles and starts walking and I follow soon after him.

 He's perfection