george ezra imagines - HIATUS

leaving

you stood in your kitchen, holding a glass of wine. you didn't even mean to still be crying but the tears were just streaming from your eyes. george came down the stairs carrying a full hold-all bag.

"this is it, the last bag."

"so you don't need to be here much longer."

"y/n."

before george could carry on with what he was trying to say, you couldn't help but interrupt. after all, it was a benefit to the pair of you if he left as soon as possible. 

"theres nothing you can say. i will never forgive you, george. once a cheat, always a cheat. its not even worth you trying."

george looked to the floor, defeated. he knew he'd fucked up and couldn't repair his mistake. after closing the door behind him, you could only begin to really sob your heart out. as soon as that door closed, your home felt like such a strange place; but you couldn't keep george in your life.