George's pov
now that i told will, i feel like a weight has been lifted off of my chest.
it's nice to talk to him about it.
and me and alex have adopted 'small kisses' into our 'friendship'.
which most of the time ends up in small make out sessions.
i still haven't told him how i feel though.
i'm such a pussy.
i'm not a hundred percent sure about everything yet, but i know that i want to spend everything second of everyday with that boy.
"george!"
"what?"
"can you stop watching game of thrones on my account please! it's messing up where i am!"
"oh yeah sorry!"
"come here!" alex shouted from his bedroom.
dried my hands on one of alex's towels and opened his bathroom door
"what" i leaned against his door frame.
"so, it's ok if you don't want to. if you think it's all too soon. but.. rent is getting a lot and we're really good friends so i was thinking, how would you feel about moving in with me?"
the 'we're really good friends' kinda hurt but this sounded perfect!
"wow um, that's quite big to move. but i think it'd be a laugh, yeah. rent has been going up for me too and my contract is up at the end of the month actually" i smiled at him and he looked genuinely very excited.
"great! i'll move my stuff out of the office!" alex smiled wildly.
"come here" i smiled and held my arms out as alex stood up, leaning into my touch.
"i love you" alex whispered.
"i love you more"
"that's kinda gay"
"fuck off" we both laughed, still in each other's embrace.
"you wanna film?"
"sure"
"right, see you later!"
"wait!"
i stood at the door as i waited for alex, hearing him knocking over shit as he hurried over to me.
"i've got a train to catch al!"
"i know i know. here" he passed me an 'internet sensation' hoodie.
"it's new on the shop. i hope you don't mind that i've worn it"
it smelt like his washing detergent.
and his cologne.
and him.
"yeah, that's perfectly fine" i smiled and held his jaw, slipping my fingers into his overgrown hair.
i pulled him in, kissing his lips.
he held onto my arm, almost pulling me closer.
"hey" he whispered as our foreheads touched.
"hey"
"sleepover? please?"
i kissed the tip of his nose.
"yes please"
"george?" he looked up from his laptop.
"hm?" i shoved more popcorn into my mouth.
"is it a normal friend thing to do. you know, what we do?"
"what do you mean?"
"like, kiss. and have sex and be as close as we are?"
"i mean yeah. i'm sure loads of friends do that"
"...yeah"
"speaking of" i looked him up and down slowly.
"yeah?"
"yeah" i closed the laptop and pushed it off the bed, landing on my hoodie.
i climbed on top of him and started to take off my belt.
"george" alex coughed.
"yeah"
"can you make me a tea?"
"sure" i kissed him forehead and slipped out of the bed.
normally with these things, i'd just say 'can't be arsed' but for alex, i'd do anything. god, i sound like such a fucking creep.
i filled up the kettle then switch it on.
i heard shuffling coming from alex's room.
he peered around the corner, walking out a bit further when he saw me looking at him.
and fuck. he was priceless.
he had an oversized jumper on that exposed the marks on his collarbones, black and grey striped boxers and one white sock on.
"alex" i laughed.
"why do you only have one sock on?" "oh" he looked down.
he shrugged and walked up to me.
he turned me around and hugged me from behind.
"you look hot"
"i'm pretty cold actually"
"fuck off, you know what i mean"
i had a large black shirt on with black underwear, my hair was probably a mess too.
"how many sugars?"
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