Beth -
The next day I met up with Matt again. This happened severel times. We would either go out to the beach or go shopping, or we would spend the day at each other's houses watching films or making up games that we would play. It was fun. Until I got a call from George.
"Hello?" I answered, with a blunt tone to my voice.
"Beth, baby, please, can we sort this out?" George whined. I sighed, thinking about what to do. I did still love him. Anyway, all good relationships argue.
"Okay, can you come here? I can't come out at the moment," I asked, giving into his constant nagging.
"Okay, yeah. Cool, see you in two minutes," He replied with a completely different tone to his voice. He hung up straight away. I put the phone down and gave a huge sigh. Luckily, my dad was out. It was only Mason that was here. I quickly gave my phone a tidy before George arrived.
It didn't take him long to get here. After a minute or so after getting off the phone to him, I heard the roar of his old truck pull up by the side of my house. I saw him run up the pathway and to do the door. I waited a couple seconds before answering it. When I did, he quickly leaned in for a kiss. I let him, missing the feel of his lips against mine. I quickly pulled away when I realized the circumstance.
"George, can we just... talk," I mumbled, bowing my head.
"Yeah, yeah sure," He nodded, walking into the living room and sitting down. "Is, is you dad in?" He stuttered.
"No, my dad's at work. Only Mason," I replied, pointing to the boy that was sat in front of the telly in the playroom with his headset on flicking and pressing away at the remote control that connected to the Xbox. George nodded.
"So, about what happened-" I began, sitting down next to him.
"I'm really sorry. I shouldn't off told you who you could talk to and who you can't. It's wrong. I just don't want to lose you," He interrupted, stopping what he was saying to connect his lips with mine. I let him again. Our kiss got intense, so we decided to move upstairs. George picked me up as soon as we got to my bedroom door, pressing his soft lips against mine again. Our lips combined. The next thing I knew we were both laying on my bed. I could see George's package bulge against his jeans. He un-done his belt, and pushed me against the mattress. About half an hour later, we were both laying on my bed, with only the quilt covering us. We were both breathless, and I had almost forgotten about Matt. My phone then buzzed.
"Who is it?" George asked, looking down to me while I laid on his chest.
"No one," I replied, turning my phone off.
"Well it's obviously someone," He snapped. I looked up to him. A frown had grown on his face. I sat up, putting my clothes back on.
"I can't believe after what we just done you are texting him!" George shouted, pulling his jeans back up. I turned around and shoved him in the chest.
"What is wrong with you!" I shouted. "We just had fucking sex and you are still blaming me on cheating!" George's facial expression turned from angry to shocked. "How else am I supposed to show that I am not cheating. What about you? I never accuse you of cheating when you go away on your weekend trips! You know what Megan said to me the other day at school? She got told that you didn't go to Canada in the summer! So, where was you!" I screamed. My heart rate increased and adreneline was rushing through my body. "Answer me!" I screeched, pushing George harder so he hit the wall.
"Why would I lie to you about going to Canada? What sort of person does that?" George replied more softly. I began to calm down and sat on my bed.
"So what was Megan talking about," I asked, my voice calmed.
"I don't know, rumors I guess," He answered, walking towards me. He crouched down to be level with my and kissed my forehead. He cupped my face with his hands and looked me in the eyes. "I love you,"
"I love you too," I replied, smiling. George pulled his top back on, and helped me stand up.
"I need to go now," He whispered, kissing my cheek. I nodded, following him downstairs. I kissed him goodbye, and watched him leave in his truck. I closed the door, and gave a huge sigh.
