Arielle's PoV
Noah had left for work about two hours ago now and I haven't had the guts to go downstairs and face George just incase he has his suspicions about it. I've only left to shower, pee and brush my teeth but that's about it. I really should retrieve my bra from Noah's room at some point.
Man, I need to stop being a pussy and go downstairs. I know full well it's only George here. Kelly and dad left for work not too long after Noah. Plus, I'm super hungry and I get angry when I'm hungry. Hangry even.
With a groan, I stood up from my bed, opening up my bedroom door. As I quietly stepped down the stairs, the sound of the tv became apparent, signalling that George was watching some crap in the front room.
I headed towards the kitchen, opening up the fridge to search for food.
"I made everyone breakfast, yours is under the grill." His voice made me jump and I shut the fridge, turning to look at him.
"Don't sneak up on me like that!" I squawked.
"Sorry." George laughed, holding his arms up in surrender.
He walked over to the oven, opening up the grill part before pulling out a plate of food. A full English breakfast, delicious. And who better to have made it than George.
My belly rumbled loudly, my mouth watering ever so slightly. Why is it that food makes me feel this way?
"It should still be a little warm." He sat it upon the breakfast bar, grabbing me a knife and fork to eat it with.
"Thank you." I grinned. I don't think he's really thought anything of it earlier when I walked out of Noah's room. Our lie seemed to have worked.
I sat myself on the stool, tucking into the food instantly. This was possibly the best breakfast I've had in a while. George was a pretty good cook, I must admit.
"Nice?" He chuckled as I let out a moan. Oh. I didn't mean to do that.
"Very." I nodded my head, shoving some bacon into my mouth. I'm going to be so full after this but it'll be worth it.
"So, I was thinking-" George began, sitting himself down at the table opposite me.
"Dad said there was a market going on in the town centre, want to come song with me?" He asked.
"Are you trying to make me spend the money I don't have?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Yes." He grinned widely.
"Fine." I rolled my eyes playfully.
"Cool, get yourself washed and changed, you look like shit." Ahhh brotherly love. Nothing beats it.
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"This is crap." I laughed. We had walked around the different stalls twice now, nothing had caught our eyes.
"Tell me about it." George pursed his lips, shoving his hands in his pockets.
"But I'd rather be here than back in your car." He snickered.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I gasped, fixing my bag on my shoulder.
"You drive like a mad woman." He teased.
"That's a lie. You said it was a smooth drive." I fought back, pushing his shoulder slightly.
"Yeah, the car itself drives smoothly but you, you drive like you're constantly late for something." He mimicked my actions, knocking me back a step.
"Shut up." I scowled at him before taking in my surroundings.
It was busy here. The majority of people were old couples, no one here seemed to be in our age range. Maybe it's just not a teen kind of thing.
My phone dinged in my hand, signalling I had a message. It was from Noah.
FROM NOAH
An hour and a half to go babaaaayyyyy x
Bless him, he's counting down the time.
I smiled and George noticed.
"Who is it?" He asked. Nosey much.
"Jason." I lied, quickly sending Noah back an excited emoji.
"Speaking of..." I locked my phone.
"He's coming over this afternoon, wants to see you." I smirked.
"I hope he knows I'm not available." George joked.
"It's a shame really, he was very attracted to you back in the day." I teased.
The rest of our time together was spent looking around some shops; buying different outfits. George is pretty good at picking out female clothes, Sophie must have taught him well. I didn't need anymore clothes, my wardrobe was pretty full but George insisted he spoilt me because in his words 'I'm actually pretty cool'. I know, so kind.
"Thank god thats over." George faked a heave as I pulled into our driveway, stalling before I came to a complete halt. Yeah, I don't know how I passed my driving test.
"Fuck off." I poked my tongue out at him, unbuckling my seatbelt and getting out of the car.
Noah's car was park in front of mine, he was home. Yay.
I helped George carry some bags to the front door, unlocking it with my keys before I pushed it open. Loud music was coming from upstairs. I'm assuming it's Noah.
George helped take the bags up the stairs and to my room where he stopped to take in the scenery.
"It's pretty nice in here." He placed his hands on his hips before noticing my record player.
"So this is where all my old records went." He grinned, scanning through the cases as I emptied the bags of clothes onto my bed. I always found that this way was easier to sort them out.
"Doo-wop and Motown. Mums favourite." George traced his finger over the sleeving, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"I miss her." I sighed sadly as I walked over to him, taking it from his hands carefully and popping it into my record player. This was my go to record, mainly because of her.
"Well uh-" George looked away, pursing his lips.
"I'll leave you to it." Maybe mum was a sensitive subject to him.
"George." I stopped him before he could walk out.
"Yeah." He muttered in response.
"Are you ok?" I asked. He can talk to me if he wants to, we've dealt with the same pain. We've lost the same person.
"I just... I miss her too, you know." He bit the inside of his cheek and I gave him a sad smile.
"I know." I nodded my head, watching him slip out of my room.
I gulped back the tears that threatened to fall whilst listening to the record. Not only did this remind me of my mum, it now reminded me of Noah. It was cute how out of all the records i have, he chose this one to play the other day.
Speaking of the devil, my phone pinged with two messages. One from him and another from Jason.
I opened Jason's first.
FROM JAY
Just left Brandon's, I'll be over in 20 biatch xx
I sent him a quick 'see you soon' before opening up Noah's.
FROM NOAH
Are you home or do we have intruders?
I stifled a laugh.
TO NOAH
We're home, maybe if you turned the music down, you'd hear us 😏 x
FROM NOAH
Well if I'm gonna get murdered, may aswell have an awesome soundtrack to die to 🤷🏻♂️ x
TO NOAH
I don't think highway to hell is an awesome song to die to... x
FROM NOAH
Can I come see you? X
TO NOAH
Quickly x
Within seconds, he was at my door with a wide grin. This boy made me beyond happy and I loved him for it.
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