"So what's the plan, genius?" George asks sarcastically at Blake as they arrive in London. Blake's plan wasn't exactly foolproof. Hence, the sarcastic question.
"We go after Y/N and her friend. She did say she's with a friend." Blake smirks.
"Why are you smirking?" George asks, annoyed at his best friend's face.
"I have a thing with Y/N and she has a friend. Maybe you and her friend can get along and y'know stuff can happen between you two." Blake shrugs with a smug look on his face. Blake has been trying to set George up with girls for years now, but George doesn't seem to have interest in any of them.
"I don't need a relationship to be happy. Besides, for now, I'm happy with my dog and she's all I need. Plus, she's not whining and needing attention all the time and I won't have to worry about her cheating on me. I fucking love my dog, Richardson." George says. He loves his dog, Phoebe, very much. He takes her on walks and he plays with her at the park. Nothing can ever replace that.
"Okay, calm the fuck down." Blake chuckles at his annoyed friend. It sometimes amuses him that George gets annoyed, because he's such a saint and won't show what he's feeling...unless it's about God, then that's totally different.
One time, George fainted at a Christian event, because he felt the Holy Spirit so much and it changed him. He was crying and praising the Lord and then he fainted. He woke up two hours later as a 'changed man', even though he didn't do anything wrong.
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"Sweetie, where you at?" Blake asks Y/N through the phone with a smile on his face. He's always in a good mood when he's talking to her.
"Aha, 'sweetie'. Where the fuck did that come from?" George asks himself quietly. Unfortunately, Blake heard told him to fuck off. "Geez, I'm just trying to entertain myself." George says before grabbing a snack from his bag.
"You'll never guess where we are."
"Where?"
"George and I are here, in London! We can meet up!" Blake says in a cheerful voice.
"Oh, that's great!" Y/N slowly says. "But my friend and I aren't in London anymore. We just left the hotel."
"What?! George and I were looking forward to this. We just settled in our hotel room." Blake sighs and lays down on his bed.
"I'm sorry and are you sure you and George were looking forward to it? Or was it just you wanting to see me?" Y/N smirks.
"Both. Plus, remember when we went here last time? It was just you and me and I want that to happen again." Blake admits.
Y/N scoffs, "YOU went there to have fun on your own and then you called ME to come and get you, because you got drunk. I got there and we booked a hotel nearby and got the only room left that's available which has only one queen sized bed. I said I can take the couch, but you insisted that we can share the bed, because it's huge and you said it was too cold to be sleeping alone. You were sobering up that time anyway, so I agreed. The next morning, we woke up naked and that's the story of how I lost my virginity to you."
"Well, I'm sorry. I lost my virginity that day too if you didn't know. I obviously didn't know what I was doing, but no one gets it perfect the first time." Blake chuckles at the memory. "But I think I'm doing a great job now, because we sometimes have second and third round...in a day. Damn, I'm awesome."
"Don't be so full of yourself, Richardson. Anyway, I have to go. Enjoy London with George."
"I'll try. Bye, love. Have fun with your friend."
"Bye." Y/N hangs up and Blake stares at the ceiling in silence for awhile. He's thinking whether or not he should make it official between him and Y/N.
'Sure, the sex is great. But I want something stable and I'm really comfortable with Y/N.' Blake says in his mind...or so he thought.
"Mate, I'm still here." George says awkwardly before taking a bite of his snack.
"Err, how much did you hear?" Blake asks, shyly.
"Everything." George replies in an expression that's hard to read, but it's safe to say that he's scarred.
"I'm sorry. I forgot you were here." Blake admits, ashamed that he forgot all about his best friend.
"It's fine. Anyway, let's go out and explore or something. We've got loads of time!" George smiles and stands up to throw his trash in the bin.
"Okay."
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"So, we're here because-?"
"I need new clothes. I have the worst fashion sense according to Reece." George says before looking around.
"Not exactly the worst. He's just overreacting. Such a drama queen, that lad." Blake laughs causing George to laugh too.
Soon enough, George and Blake have picked out the things they like and bought them. The two of them didn't really expect that this would happen, because they thought that Y/N was still there. To their dismay, she wasn't there anymore. However, this time together strengthened their bond as friends, because Blake understood George on a spiritual level more. Of course, they went to church (totally George's request) and Blake actually prayed for his blessings and all that. He can't remember the last time he's done that. Probably when he was a kid, but it felt nice to just thank the Lord for everything he's got and how lucky he is to be alive right now.
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A/N: iM nOt dEaD yEt
so here's an update and im sorry for being MIA asjskjdhsjdg it's just that school issa pain in the arse...anyway, I've got chapters 11 to 13 lined up now so um watch out for more updates dhdh
hopefully this chapter can suffice for now :))
P.S. to all HamFam...see what I did there on the last part? ;)
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