You're Pulling On My Heart Strings! (OLD)

Encounter (Chapter 2)

George stopped for a moment at the front of the door of the house. He lightly scowled.

He didn't really think this through huh? Social interactions, yay.

Deeply breathing in, he tried to figure out a plan to avoid most things and people. Forget about making friends. Nick said all he had to do was be here. 

George dragged his slender fingers through his dark brown hair.

This was going to be okay. Hopefully.

Tensing up a bit, he pushed the door opened to see everybody talking and doing their own things.

There was a whole bunch of people, more than George preferred. The house was filled to the brim with noise, a mixture of it being people and loud music.

Biting his lower lip, he quickly slipped through the crowd to grab something to eat or drink. 

Hearing the chatter and music die down he stopped in his tracks curiously.

" Since all of the Hunters are here now, who's ready to party?!?" hearing the loud voice of that annoying British boy he groaned.

With the noise of the crowd greeting him, George covered his ears. This noise was insufferable. 

" But before we do, a quick song from our big man Wilbur!" Tommy yelled, getting even more cheers from the crowd.

Hearing the ring of a mic, George knew what was coming up. Hearing the smooth strum of a guitar George smiled, his hands falling from his ears. He always liked music at least, it was art in its own way.

" Well it's 2:45 PM, Wake up from snoring open DMs-" Wilbur lightly sang.

" Can of Red Bull by the bed, Vape is charged and Snapchat's read!" the crowd of people sang in chorus back.

" What's popping?"

" Whats POOOOOOPPPPPPIIINNNGGGGGGGG-" The crowd excitedly sang back.

Deciding that was enough, George lightly swayed through the crowd to grab a cup of punch (and avoiding the weed brownies) before heading out into the backyard.

Feeling the freezing air on his skin he frowned. Should've brought his sweater.

Sighing in disappointment, his eyes skimmed over the yard. A few people were skinny dipping in the hot tub, others drunk in the grass. As his gaze returned to the porch he blinked.

There, he found a handsome blonde sitting on the porch, humming along to Wilbur's song that was muffled.

Hearing the sounds of footsteps, the stranger looked up, the two a look of surprise before the blonde smiled at George. 

Staring back into the male's weirdly yellow eyes he broke away, waving to the other male before walking over and plopping himself a little distance away.

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