𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒐'𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌

𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

chapter fourteen:
"my girl"

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liv's pov

4pm

imessages with 'georgie🐼'

georgie🐼
good afternoon,
i hope you have a
good day love xx

liv🧸
you too <3

liv🧸
georgie?

georgie🐼
yes bub?

liv🧸
pls may we facetime later?
i miss your voice :(

georgie🐼
'course we can

liv🧸
mkay, tysm
i look forward
to seeing my
favourite person

georgie🐼
anything for my girl x

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9pm

'georgie🐼' wants to facetime you

"i need to take my makeup off but i'm comfy" i pout, and george chuckles at me.

"have i told you how pretty you are?"

"i- no" i stutter, my cheeks flushing red at the compliment and he smiles at me. i cant help but look at him with nothing but adoration in my eyes, and i hope he's the same.

"well then, you're the prettiest girl i have the pleasure of knowing"

"how lucky for you" i murmur, as i proceed to take off my makeup in my mirror, with my phone propped up so i can still see him.

"i'm very lucky"

i giggle at him as i flop onto my bed and grin at him through the screen.

"you're cute"

"stop!"

"why would i want to stop? i'm telling nothing but the truth bub"

the petnames. oh my god.

before i realise, the hours pass by, and a silence settles over my flat. i stare at george through tired eyes as he does the same to me, his hair a mess and his head buried into his pillow.

he's the most adorable human alive.

"i really want to cuddle with you" i mumble, not intending him to hear me.

"all i want is you" he murmurs softly, and i giggle quietly, a yawn slipping its way past my lips.

"mhm, n'night georgie"

"sweet dreams liv, sweet dreams"

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good morning, hope you're all well
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