Chapter 9
Violet's POV
"I love you." Said to John. He looked at me rather shocked and next thing I knew I was being shook.
"Violet? Wake up." It was John. I opened my eyes and it turned out I had fallen asleep. I blushed. Why had I dreamed that? I mean, I've had dreams with John in them before but those are just like a celebrity crush, right?
I saw Laura and George walking together and she was wearing his jacket.
"I guess she turned Paul down." I said rather proud of my friend cause she had trouble with these things.
"What?" Said John giving me a weird look.
"Paul asked her out. The way she and George are acting though I think she turned him down." He shook his head.
"I don't think so, her and Paul were kissing in the booth before you and George walked up. Speaking of which what were you and George doing?" He asked poking my side.
"Exactly what you just did." I said looking at my side where he had poked me and then back at me. "Here I'll show you it's really quite funny." I said as we ran and caught up with George and Laura. Well, John got involved and George got mad and stormed into the place we were staying. John followed him and I sat down with Laura.
"You were wearing his jacket." I mumbled. I could tell she was about to explode on me.
"I know." She said slowly.
"Why did you said yes to Paul?" I asked giggling. She sighed and wiped her face with her sleeve.
"Because he smelled good and he didn't give me much other choice." She said giggling lightly. "Gosh, Vi! How is it possible for me to mess everything up!?" I rubbed her back sympathetically.
"Don't worry." I said looking at her, "We all mess up..." I hugged her and stood up. "I'll leave alone just don't stay out to long." She half smiled at me and waved as I walked inside. I walked in the door to the room and heard the muffled voices of George and John fighting through the closed door. Then John stormed out of George's room and into his slamming the door. I sighed and walked into George's room slowly. His back was to me and he was running his hands through his hair as he sat on the bed.
"George?" I said quietly. He turned and looked at me. "You know, so what if Laura's with Paul? You're an amazing guy you could get anyone in the world." I said being very truthful. Back in my generation any girl with a brain would take him in a heart beat. I sat down next to him and rubbed his back and he put his head on my shoulder which I felt was kinda awkward but I continued to comfort him.
"Then why do Paul and John get all the girls?!" He asked burying his nose into my neck and I could feel him starting to cry. I turned so I could hug him and he started whimpering.
"It will change George... trust me..." I said the last part more quiet.
"No, it won't you're just saying that to make me feel better." He said rather harshly. I grabbed the sides of his face and pulled him up to look at me.
"No, I'm not George... I would never lie to you like that." He was quiet and it was starting to get awkward. I still had my hands on his face so I squished his cheeks and we started laughing. "Say I'm a gupie" I said still squishing his cheeks.
"No, I won't." He said really funny like cause I had is cheeks.
"Do it!" I said laughing.
"I'm a gupie" he said defeated but started laughing.
"Ok, now say "and gupies don't smile, but since you're special I'll smile for you. Then smile." He sighed.
"I am a gupie and gupies don't smile, but since you're special I'll smile for you." He smiled and I started laughing so hard! I let him go and fell over onto the floor still laughing. He was laughing up on the bed then he got down and started tickling me.
"No!" I squeaked. "I can't breathe! Help!" I shouted laughing so hard tears we're rolling down my face. "George! Stop!" I said trying as hard as o could to get the words out. "Help!" George finally stopped both of us crying laughing. I stood up and brushed myself off. I helped George up.
"Now you owe me a piggy-back ride to the fridge." I said crossing my arms. He crossed his arms mocking me.
"How come?" He said sticking his hip out like I was. I started giggling.
"Because you tickled me, and discovered I'm very ticklish which will never leave your mouth or that will be the death of me." I said trying to be serious as I could.
"Fine!" He said he turned and bent down. I was really skinny, I hardly weighed anything so he picked me up with no problem. "Jeeze how are you so light?! You eat 24/7!" I smirked.
"I know. Off we go to the fridge!" I said pointing. He was walking with no problem and was practically standing up straight. "Gosh, am I this light?" He chuckled.
"Yeah, you are." We walked into the small kitchen and he set me down and I pulled some strawberries out of the fridge that Laura and I had gotten awhile back. I started eating them straight out of the tub.
"Strawberry?" I said with one in my mouth moving the box towards George. He took one out and we started laughing as we just kept eating strawberries in the kitchen.
