The christmas to remember // George Shelley

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Y: no no no i didnt hear you because you screamed so loud and high pitched

B: oh... Emily is coming back to England with us

Y: oh wow, so thing getting serious then? (winking at them both)

E: yeah... urm ive got to go

She walked out the room before Brad could ask what was wrong

Y: im gonna see if shes ok

you walked down the hall and spotted her so tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around and she looked to go really shy again when she saw it was you

Y: are you okay?

E: urm, yeah

Y: why have you gone all shy with me?

E: do you like me?

Y: what? of course i like you

E: oh... before i move back for Brad... what is going on between you and him?

Y: urm he is like my best friend?

E: oh i thought you liked each other and i was just coming between that

Y: no! im with George... didnt you know that?

E: oh shit im so sorry (laughing and you join her)

Y: dont worry (still laughing)

E: im sorry i have been a bit silly

Y: oh dont worry haha (hugging her tight)

E: can't. Breathe.

Y: shit sorry (letting her go). are you coming back?

E: yeah (smiling a true smile not a fake one)

You had random conversations on the way back to the rooms and had a laugh. you felt bad that she thought you didnt like her and thought she was getting in the way. you thought that you would have a true friend here that you would keep for a long time.

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you all spent the day walking round and traveling around new york a bit. this was a bus trip and god was it boring. the best part was the nandos that you and George had been wanting for the whole two and a half hours. you and Emily decided to go shopping and let the boys do whatever their hearts desired which meant go get drunk at 6 in the evening...

*

You and Emily were in yours and George's room having a girly chat and getting to know each other when you heard singing coming from down the coridoor. it sounded like 2 cats being strangled which meant it was George and Brad...

you opened the door and George b umped into you sending you to the floor with a thump. You looked up to see everyone around you but they were blurry and spinning all around. you saw Brad and Emily go and close the door and George giggling but then everything went dark...

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You opened your eyes and you immediately felt your back hurting. you were extrememly light headed and felt sick. You noticed you were lying on the floor

(whispering to yourself) gee thanks for leaving me here George

you stood up slowly and went over to the sink and got a glass of water. you downed it which made your head hurt for some strange reason. You walked into the bedroom to see George passed out holding a champagne bottle... well hugging a champagne bottle.

you went into the bathroom to get ready for bed and you looked in the mirror to see the back of your hair red. you felt it and it was wet but it didnt seen like blood was still coming out of it. you didnt feel tired so you just went and watched tv and before you knew it, it was 7 in the morning. you still felt ill and when you heard George groan and get in the shower. you thought of a plan. there was still a stain on the floor from where you head was bleeding so you quickly went to tried to get inside the freezer to make yourself cold. once that was done you got your makeup and used white highlighting powder and rubbed it all over your face. You heard the shower stop and George get out so you quickly ran and led down where he had left you last night.

G: [y/n]?

G: SHIT [Y/N]!

you felt his hand on your cheek

G: no no no please no what the fuck!

you heard the door open and bangs on what you presumed to be Brad's door. soon you heard three voices and you waited for the right moment

G: i dont know what happened

E: i do

G: what? tell me!

E: you knocked her and she must have wacked her head. Brad pulled me out because you were both drunk and you just laughed at her and i guess you left her where she was...

G: so this is all my fault?

E: not to sugar coat it, yes it is

B: come on Em

your guessing they left

G: dont be dead

God holding your breath was fucking hard

G: please say something

Y: bastard

G: i kn- wait what!

you opened your eyes and smirked

G: your having me on?

Y: yeah but i am pissed at you!

G: why?

Y: you left me on the floor with my head bleeding and me passed out

G: im so sorry, forgive me?

Y: maybe later... you got some making up to do dick head

G: i will make it up to you tonight i promise

Y: well im going out

G: where?

Y: dunno...

and with that you left. not sure where you were going or who you would meet..

A/N: PLEASE READ I BEG!

okay i have a plan and i have started writing a scary type fanfic called Encounters... WHO WOULD READ IT? if no one would read it there is no point in me continuing to write parts for it. Please comment to say if you would like a George scary fanfic, i scare so easily so it wont be too scary or i will scare myself;) pleeeease tell me if you want me to do it! the story will start scary but then turn into the soppy romance stuff i know you all like

sorry for this chapter its pretty rubbish

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