Imagine kissing George at a party then trying to avoid him the next day.
"Are you going to avoid me all day?" George shut your locker, forcing you to look at him.
"I don't want to talk about what happened at the party, alright?" You spat, turning on your heel, and walking down the corridor— trying to ignore George's harsh stare.
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New Hope Club Imagines | Book 1
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