When Love And Hate Collide

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Georgia's POV

I giggled, looking over at Steve as he took another cigar, lighting it up taking a long drag, looking out across the hill where we were sitting on just a picnic blanket with daisies surrounding us left right and centre.

"Loralie's gonna kill me for this" he said "she hates me spending time with you" he sighed, shaking his head.
"I can see where she comes from though" I weaved my fingers through my long brown hair, combing it back "you do spend more time with me than you do her" I giggled.

He chuckled. 
"Your more fun though" he took his cigar out of his mouth, starting to tickle me. I laughed, hitting his chest.
"Steve!" I whined. He laughed, "no fair your always on top" I complained.
"Shows you'll be the more dominant one when having sex" he smirked. I hit his chest once again.

"You'll spend pretty much a whole year with me on tour. Dads finally letting me come" I smiled. It took so long speaking to him about it, he finally gave in to the idea of me touring with def leppard.
"It wouldn't have happened if I didn't have a good chat with joe. You know how protective he is of you" he said softly, his blonde hair covering his face.

"I know. I'm surprised he hasn't made any remarks about us hanging out a lot. He hates me being around guys" I rolled my eyes.
"He doesn't want you getting in with the wrong guy that's all, he gets worried" he defended dad.

It was funny how I was born when my dad was only sixteen, he knocked up a girl, my mom who I don't even know because she didn't want me, and here he is 34 years old; treating me like a eight year old rather than eighteen.

"So what are you doing for your birthday?" I asked him, lying down on the grass, Steve joining me. He shrugged.
"Get drunk, smoke, take drugs that's all" he smirked.

"I'm definitely not gonna be allowed to be around if your doing that. Steve you need to calm down a bit with the alcohol please, your slowly killing yourself" I begged. He looked at me letting out a sigh.

"What's the point? My dad never loved me" he said.
"But I love you, you know that. And even know your cheating on Loralie, remember she loves you" I reminded him.

"She's gonna find out sooner or later" he out of his cigar, throwing it into the nearby lake near us.
"And that's why you need to grow a pair of balls and tell her, it'll hurt her more if she finds out we've been found behind her back, and if dad finds out. Well I'm screwed over" I said.

He shrugged his shoulders, looking at me before getting up.
"I'll think about it" he said, walked off. I shook my head, picking up the picnic basket. He certainly wasn't going to stop unless the guys helped and admitted he had a problem with his drinking.

I wish I could tell dad, but all he'd do is be in denial and keep me away from him. Steve was my air supply. He was the most perfect guy, yet so unhappy. It hurt me to see him abuse his own body the way he did with his recklessness.

I followed him, both of us arriving at my house where everyone was gathered around. Loralie was sitting there, her eyes full of sadness as she looked up at Steve shaking her head. I realised he had a bottle of alcohol in his hand.

"Where have you been?" Dad asked annoyed.
"Calm down Joe, she's eighteen she should be able to hang around with who she wants to" Sav said, giving me a slight smile. I smiled back at him.

"The thing is. Where have you been with my fiancé?" Loralie snapped.
"Out" I replied "you need to give him some freedom, he's not a dog on a leash" I growled.
"Georgia, that's enough" dad shouted.

I immediately shut up. Steve looked at me concerned.
"Loralie I need my freedom. Georgias my-" Steve stopped thinking about what he was going to say "Georgia she's my friend; and I should be allowed to speak to her" I felt tears spring to my eyes.

It hurt being friend zoned, right there on the spot.
"Georgia go upstairs I think we all need to have a sit down" dad looks at me. I looked at steve who was looking back at me apologetically. I couldn't bare looking at him right now.

I stormed upstairs, slamming my door shut letting a few tears fall. It was so annoying how I was controlled by everyone. I was so fed up of being pushed down and out by the same people.

I heard a light knock on the door.
"What?" I snapped.
"It's only me" Sav said opening the door walking in. He saw me crying his face immediately softening "oh Georgia I'm sorry it happened again. He really needs to hurry up and tell Loralie" he pulled me into a hug.

I hugged back, resting my head on his shoulder.
"Thanks Sav, your the big brother I always wanted" I whispered softly "what are they talking about?" I asked.
"Steve, I made my escape to see if you were okay. Rick and Phil couldn't look anymore bored. Though Steve, he looks run down" he replied.

"I really want to help him Sav. Dad won't admit it that he has a drinking problem. He's not helping him at all when he's drinking all that alcohol" I sighed.
"I know, I know. Apart from all this drama, are you excited for tour? You'll be able to spend all eleven months on tour with Steve and Loralie won't be interrupting" he smiled. I shrugged my shoulders.

"I guess, dads gonna be keeping me on his leash all the time. I'm just so annoyed. I want to be able to call Steve mine, to introduce him as my boyfriend but I can't because of two people" I sighed.
"Joe will approve of you dating a guy someday, even if it is his band mate" he chuckled.

I giggled, immediately stopping as I heard a door slam shut downstairs. I looked at Sav.
"Steve" we both said, our faces full of concern.