𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

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The next month

I was all settled into my apartment, id decorated it all pretty, indoor plants all over the place, I was meeting up with Connor tonight and we were gonna go out to a club, he wanted a girlfriend, I wanted a boyfriend. It was 6pm and seeing as I lived an hour away from con I rang him to tell him I was on the way to his,

"Hey!" Connor joyfully said,

"Hellooo, Im about to leave, be ready for just after 7"

"Great, see you soon" I hung up, grabbed my keys and purse and got in the car, I sang my heart out to The Vamps, WSTR, Boston Manor and Papa roach, it was a pretty fun journey, got me thinking I should do more car rides by myself. I got to Connors house and knocked on his door, he opened his door within milliseconds,ted,

"I am so ready!" He shouted,

"Ready with no top?" I replied,

"Oh yeah," He chuckled, "Ill go put one on, you wait here yeah?" I smiled at him and waited. He joined me a minute or so later fully clothes with his phone and some money sticking out of his pocket, he shone me a cheesy smile and I linked his arm and we made to the club, it was only around the corner.

5 hours later

"8 shots please" I slurred to the bartender, Id met a guy called Ovie and Connor met a girl called Pippa, we were all shit faced. The Bartender poured the shots and we all knocked them back one after another, the night went on and me and Ovie got closer,

"Georgia, your gorgeous you know" He complimented me,

"Your pretty damn fine too" I lent in closer to him, I could smell the alcohol on his breath but mine was no better, our lips crashed together, my body instantly moving to his, his arms wrapping around my waist and mine around his neck, the kiss only got deeper,

"Wanna leave? I don't live to far away"

"Yes" I giggled and we made our way out of the club and walked back to his, I texted Con to tell him where I went,

'ohhhkk xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx' He replied back,

He unlocked his apartment door and lead me inside,

"Im not gonna have sex with you tonight" He said,

"Why?" I gurgled,

"Because were both really drunk, well just sleep" I pouted at him and flopped back onto the sofa, I could feel my eyelids shutting. I could feel a pair of arms lifting me from the sofa and placing me down on a bed, covers were being lifted over me and I heard the chime of a glass of water being placed on the side next to me, he kissed me on the head, turned the lights of and left the room.

2 months later

I was in my kitchen cooking a full english, i was wearing one of Ovies oversized tops and a pair of fluffy socks. I was playing The Vamps on alexa and having a little dance. The music was really loud so I didnt hear Ovie walk in.

"Morning love" he said as he walked up behind me and snaked my arms around me,

"Morning handsome" I replied, clasping a hold of his neck and pulling It my direction so I could kiss him,

"What are your plans for today? I thought we could go to the beach, the weather is lush" He asked,

"As nice as that sounds I have to pick a few bits up from Tris' that I never realised i left there, he told me months ago I just haven't had the time, sorry Ovie" I looked at him and pouted, he just laughed and opened his arms for a hug, I gladly accepted. After I finished the hug and cooked and ate breakfast I went back to the room to get changed into some jeans, an oversized hoodie and some vans,

"Bye Ovie!" I shouted as I walked out the door, He said bye back just as I closed it.

I got in the car and started my trek to Tristans, god why did I have to move so far away. He said nobody was home today so I could just let myself in.

I unlocked and opened the door to a silent apartment, walking over to the sofa Tris had left a note on the coffee table,

'Hey Georgia, Your things you left are in boxes in my room, I didn't want to put them anywhere else because they are a hazard, soz. See you soon, T.'

After I finished reading the note I made my way to tristans room and two boxes and a bag was lying on his bed, I was just about to take them out to the car when the mumble of somebody's voice, Tristan said nobody was home so I threw the box down on the bed and stood still. The voice sounded harmonic, I moved as slow as a slug out of Tristan's room and out the door into the hallway, the voice was coming from the room at the end of the hallway. I moved slowly to the room, making no noise what so ever, my breath hitched in my throat. The voice grew louder, more recognisable, it was Brad. Still tiptoeing to the end room I pressed my ear up against the door, listening in on his every word, he was singing a song,

'...packed up your things and drove for miles, I had to smile. Does he love like I do? Touch like I do? Babe does it feel the same to you?'

He stopped singing a few lines later, I was stunned, my ear was off the door and I was staring at it. I couldn't move. I heard him walking up to the door, he was opening it,

"Georgia?" He half shouted and half questioned, "Wait.. you..didn't..you.." I started tearing up and I turned around and back into Tristan's room, I grabbed the boxes, almost toppled over, and fast walked out of the apartment, ignoring Brads shouts from behind me. I threw my stuff in the car and drove back to Birmingham, I turned around for a second before I set off to look at Brad, tears were streaming down his face and his hand was tangled I his curls.


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