George fell asleep on the bed, nice and calmly, but woken up by kisses from Blake an hour later.
"I'm leaving now okay?" He smiled kissing George's nose.
"Okay." He grinned softly peckering little kisses on Blake's cheeks. As Blake was about to leave, George spoke up. "B-Blake?" He mumbled.
"Yeah?" Blake smiled glancing up while putting his Doc Martens on.
"I - please don't sleep with Noelle tonight." George grumbled looking to the floor. "I'm not trying to be possessive or anything, I just " He sighed.
"You just what?" Blake questioned walking back towards George, sitting at his feet.
"I just care about you, and don't want you to get hurt by her. Cherie doesn't li-"
"- That's Cherie, she probably has her reasons." Blake snapped. "And even if, Cherie fucking hates everyone."
"B, I'm not trying to be rude or anything don't give me fucking attitude when I'm just trying to fucking protect you." George said sitting up.
"I know and I'm just saying. Cherie has her own reasons to hate Noelle. You have your own, and I just don't hate her." Blake muttered. "I don't have any reason to." He added. "But don't worry George, I won't."
"No I will worry cause that's just h-"
"Baby." Blake interrupted looking to George. "I said I won't. I promise."
"Promise?"
"Promise." Blake smiled lifting his hand, his pinky up. Blake knew well enough that it was something fundamental to George's trust when it came to promises. If there's the pinky, you know it will be kept. George smiled widely locking his pinky with Blake's.
"Now you promised." George remarked looking Blake in the eyes.
"Indeed I did." Blake added, leaning in kissing George. Blake started pushing George back down, deepening the kiss as George opened his mouth slightly. "I love you." Blake muttered against the kiss.
"What?"
"You heard me."
"I did, I just love hearing it from you." George blushed staring into Blake's dark eyes.
"I love you." Blake repeated four or five times smashing his lips onto George's after every phrase. George chuckled his fingers running through Blake's hair as he laid his head on his chest. "Georgie?"
"Yeah?" George asked making little swirls in his hair.
"I do love you, so much."
"I do too." George smiled kissing his forehead.
"I promise I won't do anything stupid."
"Now you can't keep that one cause you're gonna drink and I know that. Drinking is stupid."
"Okay then nothing to hurt you." Blake smiled stretching up to kiss George.
"Go have fun, I love you." George grinned against the kiss. Blake blushed before getting up, taking his sweater and heading downstairs to meet up with Noah and Blane.
While both Reece and Blake were out, George was dying of boredom. He took his phone out, going through his apps, accidently pressing twitter, "sure let's do a follow spree" George thought to himself before tweeting as it got so many retweets in just seconds. George followed back almost a thousand fans, but still dead bored.
He somehow couldn't get Blake and all the recent events off his mind. From the kisses, to his words, and all in between.
He trusted Blake with promises, especially with the pinky. In three years of friendship, Blake has never broken one when the pinky is involved, he's broken some when it wasn't, but they were never something major.
But this promise was very important to both their friendship and blooming relationship.
George turned to Game Of Thrones to cure his little boredom, even though he's seen it twice.
Two hours later, he turned back to his phone, checking snap stories including Blake's. He was happy there was nothing but a selfie he took earlier. But just because there was no snaps, doesn't mean nothing was happening.
It frightened George a little, knowing he didn't know what was happening, what Blake was doing, what she was doing, everything, so he decided to check up on Blake.
Are you doing okay?
Yeah x jus karoking aganst Rece 😂
Are you drunk already?
SLIGLTY NOT ALOT Juts a litle bit
Just be careful okay? I don't want you to get hurt
Donr wory babe im oky ❤
I love you
And i am okay and i woll see yu tomorow
Blake you're wasted aren't you
nO JUST A Litle drink
Drunk
But i am oky
Rece is there he wathc me lik i was a kid
A litlte blAby
Blaby 😂
LTILE BABY
WE just yeled my hert will go on
Reexe just fell
He fnny
Hows noelle?
She okay. She not comin to see mi and i donr caee about the poopy head
I like blabe and noa they r funy
Blane maybe?😂
Yhe blame blane
What did Blane do?😂
NoNi blNae balne
BLNae
BLANE
he funy
Bahbe pick a son
A fucking what?
Song like that pleple sing
Sing the beatles i guess 😂😅
In singin aginst nOele
No elle
Go away bish
No elle 😂
oh sh has. Pretyt vice
Voice
It pretty
But u kno who's pretfier?
Who's pretfier Blake?
I bet u thot i was gona say u?
I was assuming so yes 😂
me
I am prteier than hr voice
And her face
Sh look like a nutsack
HAHAHAHAHAH
You are prettier than her though ❤
Hoe faltering smiht
Flatering
Two t's sweetie
oH flatering smitth
You're so dumb 😂❤
Oky thas not nice
Unflatering
Meani
Im teling ur mom and dsd
And te dongs
Dofs
Gods
Oh wat thats me
Dogs
And alfi
Vreybody is guna kno how mean u r
il tel de griunchat
Groupchat
Tem glane
Glmake
Glake
I like that
I like u
And Glaek
Blake sweetie you're drunk and there's fans in that gc please don't
BUT i WANt to sai helo
Im ging in th cg
Gc
Now
Met me dere
Plese
🙄 okay fine x
Just don't say anything stupid.
Ojay
ORANGE JUCE
Oh for fucks sake
I luve u
George smiled at his phone, laughing at Drunk Blake heading onto the Team Glake group chat.
newhopeblake
I LIEK ORNGE JUCE
newhopeships
That is the most random dm i have ever seen in my entire life
newhopeblake
Sweetie I like onrage jusse a lit
Blakes a little drunk
newhopeblake
LOK AT DIS POTOTO THINKI HE KNOS ME YU Sont.
Blake im your bestfriend i know you more than you know yourself
newhopeblake
Lmoa ur not my bestfrend
newhopeblake
Rence is my bestfrend
newhopeblake
Nut u
newhopeblake
U ma baby
bibbyftglake
JUST TAKE MY HEART AND DON'T GIVE IT BACK I DONT NEED IT OMG
newhopeblake
Ues u do
newhopeblake
Cus if u don hav ur hert how r u gonna love? U nid love
newhopeblake
We al ned love
newhopeblake
Juts like i ned goerge
newhopereece
I ned lOv to
newhopeblake
No u dont
newhopeblake
oly elsa
bibbyftglake
Is Elsa supposed to be me?
newhopeblake
Ye cus ur a princess
newhopereece
Stupdi Elsa i s a wueen
newhopereece
So is ellie
newhopereece
QUEEN ELLIE
newhopereece
My queen Ellie
Fucking Christ Reece you're drunk too stop flirting with fans
newhopereece
Hoo r u? My dad?
newhopeblake
Nu hes my dady
shadesongeorge
Omfg i left for thirty minutes boys. Thirty (30) minutes
shadesongeorge
And I come back to Blake calling George daddy what the fuck😅🤔
newhopeblake
I shameless
Blake im not your dad
newhopeblake
UR MA DADDY
newhoperye
Wow mood Blake
newhopeblake
I tweet
NO BLAKE YOURE DRUNK
But before Blake couldv'e seen that dm, he was already tweeting, and bam. The worst tweet of 2018.
For fucks sake.
newhopeblake
I tweet now i sleep
newhopeblake
Goofnight georg
newhopeblake
I luv u
newhopeblake
And i love elsa and recee
newhopeblake
and evryone else in here.luv u x
George laughed again before putting his phone down. He wrapped himself in the blanket before falling asleep, knowing Blake was okay.
********
Blake was definitely very tired and very drunk, he had a little too much to drink to probably even walk. Noelle walked over sitting next to him.
"You okay babe?" She asked, finally speaking to him.
"Yeah, just a little tired." Blake mumbled looking to her.
"Want to go lay down? There's a spare room downstairs. I'll help you there." She smiled.
"Ye-yeah, I need that." Blake smiled as he stood up, nearly falling back down, but held onto Noelle as she help him downstairs.
Cherie didn't trust her. She knew what was going to happen.
"You okay Cherie?" Reece asked noticing her panicked glare.
"I need your phone."
" why d-"
"- Just give me your damn phone." Cherie demanded.
"Okay okay." Reece said giving it to her after unlocking it.
Cherie walked out of the house and away from the loud music, Reece's phone on her ear as George's cell rang.
"What is it Reece?" George's tired voice asked.
"It's Cherie."
"What's up?"
"Blake and Noelle just got a room." Cherie said under her breath. "I'm fucking sorry George." She said as tears started running down her cheeks.
"He... He broke his promise." George sobbed from the other side of the phone.
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