My Bodyguard

~Three~

TW: Violence, Abuse

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George's pov
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My eyes open slowly and I find myself in Adam's flat, on his sofa. The door slams open and there he is, vodka bottle in hand, stumbling through the door.

"Why are you just sitting around you lazy fucking pig!" He yells. I don't answer.

He grabs me by the collar, pulls me up and slaps me. "ANSWER ME!"
"I was looking for auditions!" I yell through my sobs. He punches me and I fall to ground with a yelp.

"What did I tell you about that STUPID FUCKING HOBBY!" Tears begin to roll down my cheeks. "You're never going to amount to anything. You're a worthless piece of SHIT!" He began to kick me as I tried to get up.

"Aww and now you're crying," He spits sarcastically, "You're so fucking weak George." He gives up and slumps on the sofa.

I squeeze my eyes shut and all of a sudden I am sat on the floor in my room with tears flowing down my face. I deserve all of this. Every slap, every punch, every insult. All of it.

Adam bursts into my room and I jolt in fear. He comes over and pulls me into an embrace. "I love you George, I'm so sorry. I *hic* love you."
"I love you too." I say back in a whisper.

Just like that, everything is forgotten. Everything is all fine again...

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I woke up back in my large room. Free from Adam. It was just a nightmare. I had been having them since we broke up. My head started pounding. I rolled my eyes in frustration.

I had begun to get used to hangovers over the years but the hammering pain always remained.

I get dressed and make my way to the kitchen. There was Dream making breakfast. "Morning George." He said with his usual friendly smile. I only hummed in response. He placed a couple of pills on the counter.
"For your hangover." He said.
"Oh thanks." I said with a small smile. Was it that obvious?

I turned around to catch him staring at me. He looked away almost instantly, beginning to flush a light pink. I kept my eyes on him until his met mine again and I gave him a smirk, only to see him roll his eyes.

"Here is your breakfast." He said sternly, placing the plate on the counter by him. I got up and picked it up with a scoff and an eye roll.

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I was scrolling through my phone, when all of a sudden I got a call from Steve,

"Hello Steve." I said.
"George, hello. I forgot to tell you earlier but you have an interview at 8. You're meeting her at The Minx." He replied. My eyes flicked up and the clock.

7:08.

"Yeah no problem." I lied, jumping up off my sofa. That was a half an hour drive at least. I instantly hung up and went upstairs to see a freshly ironed suit. I quickly slipped it on before checking myself out in the mirror. I looked fantastic as usual.

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As soon as I was ready, I rushed back down the stairs to see Dream stood by the door. "Right, let's go." He said. We left the house and got into the backseat of my shiny black car.

The journey was silent with the odd few glances to each other. I noticed that Dream had two top buttons undone on his shirt, where his silver chain peeked out. He looked absolutely stunning.

We arrived with a few minutes to spare. Dream got out and held my door open for me. I mumbled a thank you before making my way into the cheap restaurant.

I found my table and awaited my interviewer. Dream sat next to me with a serious face.

"Hello George!" I hear a cheerful woman's voice say as I look up.
"Hi." I say simply, flashing a friendly smile to match hers.

The interview took about an hour before we parted and said our goodbyes. Dream stood and shook the woman's hand before escorting me to the door. We left and Dream pulled out his phone. I stood, leaning against the sandy walls of the restaurant.

John pulled up by us and we walked to the shiny black car. "Can you drop me off at The Eagle?" I asked him, passing through a couple of $100 bills.

I looked over to see Dream making a face. "Bribery? Really?" He said rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, got a problem?" I replied, cockily. He sighed and turned away. We got back in the car and drove to The Eagle.

I got out of the car to see Dream getting out as well. "Do you really have to come with me?" I asked in annoyance. Why did Steve do this? This is just unfair. I'm a grown man I don't need a babysitter.

We entered through the large doors and made our way to my table.