I turned over and found my arm stuck under something. I groaned and sat up. And there was George, curled up with my comforter wrapped around him. I remembered now.
George had left my dorm room to go to bed when it started to get late, but I was all by myself for some reason an went to his room with my comforter draped over my shoulders. He agreed to let me stay in his room since I let him sleep in my room.
He was now lying on my arm. I moaned and jerked my hand out from under him. He grunted and turned over in his sleep. I bit my lip before I laid back down next to him and pulled on my comforter. George turned to face me and let some of the blankets go. As I pulled them around me George's arm came with them. his arm was wrapped around me and he was pulling me into his chest. I sighed and nuzzled into him before going back to sleep.
When I woke up the next morning George and I were nose to nose. It took me a few seconds to realize it, but there was George still sound asleep right in front of me. I found myself blushing before I stole a kiss. that's right, I kissed George right on the lips. Which woke him up.
He sat up and scratched his untimely dark hair with a yawn. He didn't even know what I did. He looked at me and smiled.
"Hi," he said in a sleepy voice. He leaned back against his pillows and I put my head on his shoulder.
"Hello," I said with a sigh. I slid my arm around him and buried my face in his chest.
"We should get going," he said. I nodded and got up. I slid on my shoes and headed for the door.
"Do you wanna meet me at my room or do you want me to come back here?" I asked rubbing my eyes sleeping. George picked up and t shirt off the floor and sniffed it before he mad a face.
"Um, why don't we just meet downstairs?" He asked tossing the shirt into a dirty clothes hamper. I nodded and left to go get some clean clothes on.
I did this rather quickly and I noticed that Midnight was already gone. As I pulled my hair back into a messy bun, I noticed we were gonna be a bit late for breakfast. I quickly grabbed my bookbag and ran down stairs to meet George.
He was waiting outside while leaning against the brick wall. He had his eyes shut and he looked rather frightened. I walked up and pecked his cheek. He started and looked at me.
"You alright?" I asked. He nodded and smiled before talking my hand. We walked quickly to the Dining Hall and sat down near the door. We had a nice normal breakfast if cereal and toast before the bell rang. The only problem was I only got about half way through my cereal. George however was going for seconds.
George was still eating his toast as we hurried off to our classes. George and I only shared two classes, History and Algebra. We usually sat next to each other in both because we helped each other when needed. Which mostly just meant we let each other look at each others page.
unfortunately, Those classes weren't till the end of the day. We also had lunch together, so we spent the end of out school day together, which Didn't mind too much. I just worried about him hearing his voices when I wasn't with him.
Now it was the end of the day and George and I were walking down the hall of the school going to the library to spend our afternoon in detention. Of course I only had one afternoon, but George had three.
We sat down one the couch and waited for everyone else to show up. Mike was the one running detention this week, which I was a little grateful for, and he seemed alright with me and George chatting until the other students showed up.
As soon as Derek and Alicia came in followed by John, Mike told everyone to be quiet and started laying down the law.
"No talking, no noise making, no homework, and no drawing." he said. I had no idea what we were supposed to be doing, but I didn't say anything, "Detention means you get to sit and be bored for an hour." I grinned and looked at my lap. I heard Mike's fingers snap and I looked up at him. He was having a hard time keeping himself serious.
"No giggling either, Taylor." He said biting back a giggle of his own.
"Ok, Mike," I said flashing a smile at him. He rolls his eyes and turned his back. George and I smirked at each other before we were completely quiet. Within two hours I was bored out of my mind.
My right leg was tossed over George's lap and I was sitting crooked in my seat. George had one hand on my knee and his head leaned back and his eyes closed.
Mike threw a crumpled up piece of paper at him, and George looked up suddenly, "Wake up George," he said. George didn't say anything other than blush a little.
"I don't think he was sleeping," Derek sneered, "I think he was fantasizing."
"About Taylor," Alicia giggled. Mike threw paper at them next.
"Shhh!" he said sternly, "I don't wanna be here any more than you do." John, who was sitting in the corner, gave a snore and we all looked at him. Mike threw more paper and John woke up with a cranky glare at Mike. I tried not to giggle, but it happened which got me a crumpled paper to the face.
The next two hours drug on and I thought I was gonna die if I didn't get out soon. when the brilliant for dinner I was the first on up. I grabbed George's hand and pulled him out of the library.
It was getting dark out as we walked to the dining hall. As we sat down, I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair.
"Well I'm glad that's over," I said. George sighed too.
"It's over for you." He said picking up his fork as the food was served, "I still have two more days of it."
"Not my fault," I shrugged and took a bite of my much longed for dinner, "I didn't make you hit Derek, who by the way was sporting a marvelous black eye and a bruised cheek."
"Yeah well he deserved it." George said. I smirked at him and shoved his shoulder.
"Anyway, I'll help you with your homework since you won't have much time, and you, George Harrison need as much time as possible with your French."
George only rolled his eyes at me and went on with his meal.