The boy behind the glasses ~Gosh (Union J)

George Shelley got new neighbours. One guy caught his eye, blue eyes, a quiff, black glasses, a bit of a badboy look, but a lovely character, or well, that's what George thinks...


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George POV

"What? Just tell me what happened, Josh!" I say to him. 

"Can you just help me get home? I will explain everything to you then" He says quietly. I nod and turn around, looking at Brooke. 

"Go home okay? Mum is there, waiting for you. Just tell her I'm with Josh okay?" I say to her and she nods, running to our house. I turn back to Josh and he wraps an arm around me to lean on me. I wrap and arm around his back, but he flinches away.

"Sorry" i mutter. 

10 Minutes later we reach the front porch of his house. Kathryn saw us coming and opens the door and comes running towards us. 

"Oh my, what happened?!" She looks at Josh. "Oh no, did Mason do this?" I look at Josh, who nods. 

"Who is Mason?" I ask them. 

"I'll tell you everything, I promise" Josh says. I nod and we help Josh inside. We put him in his bed and Kathryn gets the aid kit. She cleans his wounds and after that she walkes out of the room, leaving me and Josh alone. 

"So...are you going to tell me or what?" I say to Josh, looking at him. He sighs and nods. 

"Just promise that you'll let me tell the whole story, without cutting me off and stuff, okay?" He says, I nod.

"Okay, well I'll start at the beginning. A few years ago I moved away from my hometown, to this city. I lived on the other side of the city and went to a new school and stuff. I didn't have any friends, so I was pretty lonely in the beginning. After a few weeks, a few guys started talking to me and stuff and later we began hanging out. Soon enough I found out that they were bad. They used drugs, they weren't honest, they stole stuff, just stuff like that. 

Once they found out that I knew they were like that, they tried to make me like that too. They wanted me to steel stuff, get drugs for them. At first I really didn't want to do it, but they said, that if I didn't do it, they would kill me. I didn't believe they would actually do it, but a few seconds after they told me it, Mason, who was one of those guys, took a gun from his jacket. And because of that I did everything they said. 

Because I did all that stuff for them, they didn't get caught, but I did. I got arrested a few times. 

Around a year ago, Mason also told me to.....rape people. He got girls, and also boys, for me and wanted me to rape them. He locked us up in a room and then it was my choice what to do. I never did it, we just pretended to, so Mason wouldn't hurt any of us. 

A few weeks back, the day I moved here, we were just chilling at the skaterpark, when we saw you walking by. Mason had heard that you were gay, so he had a little plan." Josh sighs and looks up at me. I keep quiet, like I promised, waiting for him to continue. 

"Please don't get mad at me for what I'm going to say now" He says, looking me in the eye. Tears are filling his eyes, but I just stay unmoved. "He offered me 200 pounds if I fake-dated you, I needed to make you fall in love with me.  I didn't know you and I had no idea what would happen. I really needed some money, so I took it. I followed you to the coffeeshop where you work, and you know what happened after that. 

The night when we watched that movie and almost had our first kiss, I felt something. When you were laying in my arms, it felt so save. It felt like it was meant to be. I may sound cheesy, but it's true. And when we actually had our first kiss, I got up and walked away, but it wasn't because of the fact that I thought I humiliated myself, but because I knew that I really liked you. I wanted to be with you, but because of how it actually started, it would end in an disaster. I still continued everything, hoping that you wouldn't find out. 

Today Mason called me, he wanted to meet up, talking about how it went. I was really scared, because I had to tell them that it wasn't fake for me anymore. My feelings were, well are, real. When I told him, he started kicking me and hitting me. George, I'm so freaking sorry" he says, tears streaming down his face. But also at mine. 

"How could you?!" i shout, standing up. "How can you play with someone's feelings like that?! You asshole!" I shout, turning around and running out of the room. 

"No, George please, don't leave me! I'm so sorry!" Josh cries, but I don't care. I run out of the house, towards some other place. I don't even know where I'm heading to, I just need to get away from Josh, as far as possible. 

I keep running, running into the distance. After a while I can't run anymore and I slip down agaist a tree, wrapping my arms around my knees, crying even harder. I can feel my phone buzz in my pocket. I pick it up, seeing that it's Josh who's calling. I press him away and put it back in my pocket. I wipe away my tears, sighing loud and slowly getting up. I look around and see that I'm in the middle of nowhere. I start walking in the direction where I came from, hopefully getting home soon. 

About an hour later, I look around again, but I have no idea how to get home. I grab my phone to call my mum.

"Mum, can you please pick me up? I don't know how to get home..." i say when she picks. 

"George, are you okay? Where are you? I was worried sick, I saw you running away from Josh his house, did anything happen?" She says. 

"Can you just pick me up? I'll tell you later" i sniffle, tears pricking in my eyes again. I tell her where I am and she hangs up. 

Half an hour later my mum reaches the place and I get in the car. 

"How did you get here? And what happened?" My mum asks, when she starts driving home. 

"Don't want to talk about it" I mutter, leaning my head against the window. 

As soon as we get home, I run upstairs into my room. I change into some pajama's and lay down in bed, wrapping myself in the blankets. I look at the ceiling and the tears come again. They're are spilling over my cheeks and I don't even want to try to hold them. A while later I fall asleep. 

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