george ezra imagines - HIATUS

find ourselves some truth

me and george were in a constant bicker. we loved each other but there was a slip in our trust.
he always seemed up to something around me and i mirrored that behaviour to him.
we had secrets.
five years into the relationship and we had secrets. i had a desire to know his, and him mine.
we sat together on the sofa in our shared home. facing the tv and hardly acknowledging each other's presence.

"(y/n), let's swap phones."

he made the idea to reveal our secrets to each other. i had a feeling they weren't the same secrets anymore.

"fine."

i handed him my phone and took his into my other hand. soon after unlocking it, messages flowed in from about three different girls. all blonde and beautiful. they were suggestive messages that hinted to him hooking up with them.

"you're a cheat?"

i held any tears back as i began to confront my boyfriend.
he simply ignored me and scrolled through a conversation on my screen. his expression changed to one of pure sadness.

"you're pregnant?"

finally looking at me, george has realised the mistake he'd made.

"yes, your baby. i wonder how many other girls are in the same situation."

i stood up, threw his phone to his chest and walked away.
now i had to make the right choice for me, george and the baby...