hayley
i sighed as my bedroom's, george's guest bedroom, door opened. i looked at the figure standing against the door frame, eyes widening.
"alex!"
exclaimed the voice, belonging to hames marriott. he wrapped his arms around me as i took in his smell. he smelt of cologne and cigarettes, a trademark.
"hey james!"
i mumbled into his shirt, smiling.
"george told me you were here and i just wanted to check on you."
he smiled. the bed dipped as james sat beside me. a smile slid onto my face as he talked about random things. i sighed softly as i buried my face in his shoulder.
"i feel like i bother george way too much, james"
i frowned softly.
"i highly doubt that, alex...he's just a busy guy with a cunt for a girlfriend"
he giggled as the vile word left his mouth.
"i really hope you're right"
"when am i not? well, i gotta go, dude."
and with another hug, he was gone. i laid back on the comforter and groaned. there was a soft knock on the front door and i rose to my feet thinking it was just james coming back to grab something he had forgotten. i made my way over, nearly tripling over carpet. i pulled the door open to reveal a frowning erling.
"i miss you..."
was all he said before i collapsed in his arms, crying. i heard a car park and throat being cleared before chad and i turned and stared at a pissed george and a confused beth standing in front of us, groceries in their hands.
