Football's and Glasses don't agree

It's time to be real

Once I turned around my eyes were planted on the car, I quickly closed the curtains and looked over at George who's eyes were practically shinning, as if put glitter in them or something. "Uh George," I began. "Friends don't kiss," He said. I completely forgot about the Carr stalking us. "What if," I began again then I snapped back to reality. " Okay look, I have no idea why I just did that, but look there has been this car that has been following us for a while now." I explained. George frowned. "Are you sure, and what do you mean you have no idea why you did it?" He asked. I shook my head. "Look, your a football player so knock down that door," I said grabbing his wrist and pulling him towards the door, "We talk after you break down this door."

George shook his head, "This door looks pretty hard," That's when I decided I would use a method coach's use. "What you can't knock down a stupid door?!! Then why don't you  just go put on a tutu and have a tea party, you sissy!!!" I yelled at him, his expression hardened. "You can't even knock down a door , you are not worthy of being on the team I'm kicking you out for being a pussy!!!" I yelled louder steam practically came out his ears. "I can brake down the door!" He yelled as he rammed down the door.

"Yeah boi!" I said then I pulled him out and I saw the car was gone. I frowned and walked back inside. "It, was there when we kissed, I swear I saw it its been following us." I said resting my hands on my head.

"Maybe it just is all in your head?" George suggested.

I twitched my eye.

"My head? Are you kidding me, no sir this is not 'all in my head'." I said standing up.

"Oh, sorry just guessing here," George said.

"Its okay,"

"So, the kiss?" George asked. "Oh right, well I don't know George, I just did it. That's all okay, let's forget about it, it never happened 'kay?" I said looking up at him. He took a step closer to me.

"No Kamber it did happen, and you kissed me after you told me to stay friends, your sending me mixed signals, so tell me what's going on." He asked now even closer. "You wanna know the truth George? Huh do ya?" I asked he crossed his arms and nodded his head. "I never stopped liking you," I said so quietly I could nearly hear myself.

George's eyes snapped up at me. "What?"

I shot my head up.

"I didn't say anything," I said. George narrowed his eyes. "No, I heard you say something, what did you say." George said. I was panicking right now. "I didn't say anything." I said. George gave me an odd look.

I walked out the room.

I heard foot steps coming behind me, He sat next to me, "What is going on, seriously confused here," He said pointing to himself.

I let out a groan of frustration , "I wish I knew what to tell you," I said munching on some of my cheese balls. "Just be real with me, like tell me how you feel." He told me. I thought for a moment.

"Look, I never stopped liking you, I think I like you way more than I did before, I want there to be an us again, but I don't know if I can trust you," I said, I let out a sigh of relief.

I feel like a thousand pounds just got lifted off my chest. George stared at me for a moment. His gaze unwavering, was he mad? Confused? Sad? "George?" I asked. He stared at me again then walked out, like left the room. I felt my heart sink, I just told him everything and this was the way he reacted? I felt so stupid, I spit on the floor to express my feelings at the moment. I probably spent the next twenty minutes hoping he would come back, but he never did.

At the moment when I was about to give up he burst through the door smiling widely. "George?" I said. He came up and picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. "Ah! I think I'm going to throw up all over your back, and possibly butt," I said wiggling around. "Stay still I might drop if you don't," was all he said. I felt my head spinning, I've thrown up on him before, this can't any worse? Just when I was about to hurl he put me down on a chair in a very dark room. When the lights flicked on I was so confused. He took me to a play? Er kidnapped me to a play.

"Presenting the play of a favorite of Kamber Kelin," The announcer. I almost exploded right then and there, he arranged this for me? I got all mushy. When the first line begun I squealed like a pig and recited the lines as well as the actors. George took me to see,  The Phantom of the Opera. I looked over at George with possibly the biggest I could posses. This was too sweet.

Once the magical play was over we sat outside, "Sorry for you know leaving like that, I just needed to plan this you know," he told me. I couldn't help but smile. "Thanks, it was amazing." I told him. He went down and grabbed my hand. I head shot down at the sight. Then I looked up at him. "Is this cool?" He asked referring to the hand holding. I nodded, "Its cool," I said as we made our way back to the RV. Where it looked like Todd and Melena were back. Then that's when I realized now weird of a name Todd is.

Right when I about to open the door to the RV George stopped me, I turned around "Yes?"

"Look Kamber I get that you might not trust me, but I really like you and it feels weird to not be able call you my girlfriend anymore, I miss it, I miss us. These past few I hope I regained your trust and if you're willing to give me another chance then I want to ask this, sincerely and truthfully, I will never hurt you again." George said.

I just stared at him.

"Will you be my girlfriend again?"

A/N who else fan girled? I did. ^-^ so what did you think of this chapter, was it worth the wait? If so vote comment share whatever! :) I had fun writing this and I'm sorry to say only two more chapter until the grand finale! Oh and sorry for not reviling the stalker, be patient my people, you were patient about George and Kamber and now look what happened. :)  Sorry for short chapter ):

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Update: Next week.

Sneak peek: Kamber answer the question. :) Stalker is reviled, and a certain someone comes back.