This is so bad and so short, I have a free day tomorrow after my interview (wish me luck) so I'm going to work my ass off to come up with something a tenfold better and a million uploads for you guys, but I felt bad for keeping you waiting, so please share your ideas. Freebacks welcomeby the way.
R&R
"Happy birthday," he smiled, tucking the stray curl behind her ear as he popped his head around the tree, making Cassie jump back in alarm. Once she registered it was George she broke into a grin which made Georges heart melt, her eyes sparkled for once. He'd never seen her look more alive and he loved it.
"Jerk," she laughed, playfully smacking him in the chest, before wrapping her arms around him, and sighing under her breath. She hated him; the way that he made her heart beat a thousand times faster, the electricity that seemingly flicked through her veins whenever they touched and seemingly everything about him. His eyes which she felt as if she could stare into forever, his smile, the way that he could see his collarbones beneath his checked shirt and they themselves were somehow hot, promising an even better view underneath.
"Ass," he poked back, slipping behind her and covering her eyes with his hands, their bodies pressed so closely together that they were touching from toe to chest and George had to concentrate on controlling himself, he hadn't worked so hard for his level of trust now that that he was going to blow it all away now.
"Where are we going?" she asked, taking a few hesitant steps forward, following the path that George was pushing her from behind.
"Silence woman," George prodded her sides, making her squeal before he heard her mumble,
"don't woman me,"
before they carried on walking.
The first thing Cassie noticed blindfolded was the smell of incense, she breathed in deeply realising it was her favourite smell. She could hear what sounded like a waterfall in the background and was ultra sensitive to Georges touch behind her, the way that his body moulded so well to hers, the way that when he dropped one of his hands from her eyes and they fell to her waist, finding the small gap between the baggy "Nirvana" top, and rubbing the skin soothingly before dropping his other hand from her eyes, making her gasp at the sight before her.
George had outdone himself this time, Cassidy thought to herself. Cassidy found herself staring at parts of the school that she never knew existed; there was a beautiful crumbling angel statue at the edge of the water, with a slim waterfall tinkling behind it, the water dark but clear. The sky had already started to darken and due to the reflection of the sunset in the water, it looked as if the fire was flickering under water, and the sights around her took her breath away. George had enchanted several incense sticks to float on the water, making everything seem smoky and breathtaking. There was a bright red picnic rug in the centre of the small clearing.
"Oh..." Cassie mumbled, taking everything in.
"What? Too much?" George asked, stepping away from her which created mixed feelings inside Cassidy, she wanted him to be close to her all the time but she knew it was wrong. To George she was just a little kid, and that weighed down her heart.
"No way," she said glancing up, smiling.
"Well my lady I'm glad, may I entice you with a glass of wine-" George began, but began to laugh instead at Cassidy's expression, which was the ugliest face that George had ever seen such an attractive girl pull. It was a cross between disgust and humour which made both George and Cassidy relapse into giggles on each other.
"Instead of wine," he said mischievously, "how about some firewhiskey?" he grinned darkly, pulling the amber coloured bottle from his bag and was met by Cassidy smiling wickedly at him, pulling out a cigarette as she did so.
"Perfect valentine's day date ever," she said as she rested her head on Georges leg as they sat down, she sprawled out on the ground making herself comfortable and George shivered as he felt her skin graze his as he handed her the bottle.