Guys this is just going to be a bunch of poorly written oneshot stories, for this one they're in highschool ig. If you're reading this sleep with one eye open. You know who you are.
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The fresh scent of the morning dew on the fresh grass filled the air—being the only thing that George could smell as he waited for Abraham to leave his house. He did always take so long, it was one of the things that annoyed him when they walked to school.
As he was to walking off annoyed he hadn't without retreaved the boy he was muttering under his breat about how 'stupid' and 'annoying' he was—but would never admit how much he cared for the reckless boy.
SLAMM!!
A sudden loud slam pulled him out of his thoughts. Even though it was pretty distant, it still surpised him. He quickly turned to the direction where he thought the sound originated from. First he had to deal with one of the closest people to him taking to long—and now loud sounds!?A heavy sigh left his mouth as he watched Abraham beging to run, his running posture perfect and his strides stable.
"GEORGE!! GEORGE WAIT IM HERE!!"
Out called a voice that closeley resembled Abrahams', George's best friend. Why did he have to always wait for the slow boy? It was kind of unfair.. with a sigh he kept walking—Abraham would have to catch up himself.
"GEORGEEE!! YOU'RE SO MEAN!!"
He had finally caught up, not even breaking a sweat. He was lucky he ws a good runner and a wrestler, otherwise George might've beaten him up already.
"You take so long every morning..stop it you idiot."
George muttered annoyed, rolling his eyes as he took the others hand and began walking. His hand was always warm, it was kind of nice but he had to stay angry right now. He couldn't show that he cared when he was suppossed to be holding a grudge.
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Even though George was 'angry'..he held Abraham's hand like he always did. Did he actually feel angry..? Or was he just putting on a big tough facade. He stared at the others hair as they walked in silence—staring at his red hair dashed with white streaks—he needed to stop stressing over everything in his life, but Abraham didn't know how to help because the other was always so gaurded...either way, he loved him—stressed or not. He'd do anything to help his lover get better. A smile crept onto his face as he felt his cheeks heat up—his grip on the others hand tightening.
He wanted to stay together..forever..
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Abraham Lincon x George Wahington ||shitfic|| READ DISC!!||
FanfictionI WROTE THIS FOR A FRIENDS BIRTHDAY DONT GET ANGRY AT ME PEOPLE PLEASE!! It was a silly joke from disc turned into a story so enjoy ig.. also to the people that it was written for..cont your days.
