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"We've already been here…"
"Hmm?" Dillon and Georgie stopped walking when Dillon brought them to a forced halt.
Georgie looked into his eyes, "You weren't even paying attention to what I said, were you?"
"No… I wasn't…"
She couldn't believe that he was going to tell her that. "How… how could you say that?"
"Because it's the truth," he ran a finger through her hair, feeling the curl as he went down the side of her face. "I wasn't paying attention to anything that you said, like the fact that you just said we've already been to the park, because I was too busy looking at you, being enchanted by your beauty. You know why I don't care about the fact that we've already been to the park? Because when I'm with you it doesn't matter where we've been Georgie, we could spend the whole day in the same place, and all that would matter is you…"
She blushed, the compliment being completely unexpected, but very welcome. "I'm sorry… I didn't mean to jump to conclusions."
"It's all right. You just need to know that no matter what you're always going to be in my mind and my heart… no matter how much time I spend worrying about my family, or my friends, or whatever it is that is on my mind you're always going to be there."
"I know," she tried to hold back the tears. Sometimes she realized just how selfish she could be around Dillon. The way that she wanted him to focus on her and her alone… it wasn't fair to him. He had plenty of reasons to just not be with her any longer, but he stayed, because he loved her like she loved him.
"Besides," Dillon continued, "this is Port Charles… it's not like we have a lot of places that we can go. We can go to the docks, which we have, we can go to Kelly's, which we have, we can go to the hospital… which we haven't because I bet if you show your lovely face at the hospital they'll find a way to make you do some impromptu volunteer work. We can't go to my place, we can't go to your place, and I sure as hell don't want to go over to the mansion…"
"Have you even seen your family since Christmas?"
"I'll call them sometime tonight and say Happy New Year. My mother hasn't tried to drag me over for a New Years Eve party… so I should count my blessings."
"Maybe you should go…"
"What? Why would you say something like that?"
"Because they're still your family," Georgie didn't like many of the Quartermaine's… she didn't dislike them, but too many of them, Edward and Tracy in particular, wanted her to stay away from Dillon, which was something that she found to be completely unfair. "Because this is a time for togetherness…"
"I spent Christmas with my family. I want to spend New Years Eve with the girl that I love… are you going to deny me that?"
"Not when you put it like that, no…"
"Good, because I would be really hurt if you said you didn't want to be with me…"
"I want to be with you, Dillon, I always want to be with you."
The teenagers watched as a pair of their fellow classmates walked by. Dillon and Georgie weren't very popular, and it was by choice. Dillon could have easily used the weight of being a Quartermaine in his favor, and Georgie had plenty of people who knew about her because of her sister, but they liked keeping to themselves. Besides, Kyle, while he was still in school, was hell bent on making sure that Dillon in particular never managed to garner more than a blip on the social scale. He thought that it hurt Dillon, because he knew that it would hurt him. Sadly, for Kyle, it was the furthest from the truth. Dillon didn't care if he was the most popular or unpopular person in school, he just wanted to get it over with, soon enough he would have his wish.
Georgie and Dillon both knew who they were, at least by name, face and reputation. They hardly ever talked to Dillon and only spoke to Georgie when they needed her help with some assignment that was really easy, but neither of them were really ever in the mood to do something that involved the use of brainpower. They were high school elite, jock and female-jock, perfect for each other, at least until they graduated and never spoke to one another again. The two didn't even bother paying Dillon and Georgie any attention, not that the two cared.
"Sometimes I wonder if we have a sign that says we're lepers on our backs… you want to check for me?"
Georgie suppressed a loud laugh, instead emitting a quiet giggle as she looked over behind Dillon's back. "There's no sign, not even a 'kick me.' You sure your theory has weight?"
"I was just being humorous, you know, because that's part of what I do."
"And you do it so well…"
"Thank you, I've had a lot of practice."
Georgie's grin faded as she watched the two of them heading into the distance. She didn't really envy either of them, they had a frivolous relationship that would fade as soon as one or both of them went out of the limelight, they weren't like her and Dillon. But there was one thing that they did have that she and Dillon didn't, something that Georgie had always wanted.
"Honestly, the only reason I'm ever going to our class reunion in ten years is so I can see people like that and see how they got fat and ended up having seven illegitimate babies… or getting angry at the fact that they're more successful than me, one of the two."
He was expecting a laugh, or a comment, something that showed Georgie was dealing with the shunning. Maybe it didn't hurt Dillon, but it might have hurt Georgie. She had long since gotten past the phase in her life where she felt that she 'needed' to be popular, but that didn't mean that it completely went away. "Georgie… are you okay?"
"Dillon…"
"What, what is it?"
"We've never… you know… ever. We've been together for a long time now… but we've never done it…"
"Sex?" Of course it was sex, but Dillon felt that he needed to say it anyway. "Georgie… do you remember what happened each and every time that we tried to have sex when we first started going out? Something happened. Something always happened that managed to ruin the moment."
"We stopped trying…"
"Because we realized that the gods of teenage sex were against us!"
"So you're saying that you don't want to have sex with me, even right now?"
"I'm a guy, Georgie… I always want to have sex with you… okay, that sounded really, really bad… but you know what I mean. I want you, Georgie, I don't want anyone else but you and that's something that won't change."
"But…"
"But you told me that you weren't ready when we almost got to do it, remember? You told me that you didn't feel that it was right. You asked me to wait, told me that when you were ready to take that step we would, and I respected your decision then, just like I'm respecting it now."
"Dillon… I…"
"Georgie, the last thing I want you to do is think that you have to have sex with me because everyone else is doing it. I want our first time to be something special, something that brings the two of us together…"
"We can have that now."
"Georgie…" Dillon grabbed his girlfriend by the sides of her head. "Look me in the eyes and tell me that you want to have sex with me."
"I do want to have sex with you…"
"Then tell me that you're ready…"
Georgie tried to look at him, the words started to form out of her mouth, but she found her gaze wandering down, knowing that she couldn't lie to him. "I'm sorry…"
"Don't be," he whispered as he kissed her on the forehead. "The last thing I've ever wanted for you was to think that you needed to do something like that just to make me happy. I'm happy being with you, happy holding your hand, happy laying on your couch, fully clothed, watching a movie. You make me happy, Georgie, it doesn't matter what we're doing."
"What did I do to deserve you?"
"Accepted me for who I am… something that nobody ever really did before you. My mom was always trying to shape me into her little Quartermaine heir, my grandfather was always telling me that what I was doing was stupid… you were the first person who said, 'Hey, Dillon, I like you because you're a funny guy with crazy hair.' That means a lot to me."
"I don't think I ever said that…"
"You're ruining the moment."
"Hey, Dillon, I like you because you're a funny guy with crazy hair…" she kissed him on the lips before pulling away. "But that isn't the only reason why I like you. I like you because you're the best person that I've ever met."
"You don't really get out much."
"It doesn't matter. I could know everyone and they wouldn't compare to you…"
"I want to be with you every time the clock strikes midnight on New Years Eve, Georgie…"
"We haven't broken tradition yet, have we?" They had been together, through some strange way, even if it was just by a phone call, for the time they had been together.
"And I don't intend on starting now."
"But we still don't know what we're going to do."
"I still say we try and crash the party…"
"Sonny and Jason won't like that."
"But they like me, so maybe they won't shoot me."
"I don't want to take that chance, not on your life."
"I'm sure we'll find something to do," Dillon looked up at the sky. "I don't think the snow is going to die down… if anything, it looks like it's going to get worse, so staying outside the whole time is out of the question… and I refuse to spend New Years Eve at Kelly's…"
"I like it there…"
"I know you do, but that doesn't mean I want to be there, and I don't think you do, either."
"We'll think of something… and even if we end up at Kelly's, at least we'll be together." She leaned against his shoulder as they walked once more, knowing that he would keep waiting until she felt that she was ready. She wouldn't pressure him. What more could she ask for?