"You really didn't need to do that." George took us to another room, he was kind of angry. "No I did." I stubbornly argued. George chuckled as he bent down to look at me, so our eyes could meet. "What's so funny." Still pissed, I crossed my hands in annoyance and anger. "You're so short, you know that." He grinned at my face, patting my head laughing. "Fuck you," I rolled my eyes, giggling taking his hand off my head. I looked up at him, our eyes met, but this time it felt different. Our eyes admired each other. Suddenly it felt like time went in slow motion, like we were the only people in world, like somehow the world stopped just for us. We felt like we weren't afraid of death anymore, our mortal worries no longer played with our minds sitting in the back of our heads. All the anxiety built up suddenly came to a halt. ~~~~~~~~~~~ High school is complete bullshit, the movies make it seem like a utopia and i'm stuck here with ungodly workload of homework and studying. ~~~~~~~~~~~ note: this was my first actual full story, so i'm sorry if it's shitty lol

(she/her *some sensitive content!*) you met the dream team a while ago, and you've been great friends since. but your friendship with george, isn't your typical friendship. are you really friends? things seemed to be going well until she came along... dream team series! Enjoy the fanfiction! I'll be posting every week! Follow me on Twitter @kimnotfound2

Androgynous y/n description n pronouns, not race or gender specific mostly georgenotfound x y/n smut along with other mcyts and possibly ships comment suggestions and ill do more!!!:)

This is for George's birthday! Happy birthday George, please don't read thissdssbrdjbdjs