My Bodyguard

~Four~

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George's pov
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"Look I'm not trying ot annoy you or anything. I'm just doing my job." Dream said with a hint of frustration in his voice. I rolled my eyes and went back to my drink. It wasn't like I wanted him here but I mean he is something pretty to look at.

As much as he bothered me and my lifestyle, deep down I was grateful. Every time I went here in the past, I would be alone therefore resorting to some random guy I found. It wasn't the healthiest lifestyle but I thought it was alright. It meant I was never alone.

I looked up too see Dream's beautiful green eyes wandering around the room with curiosity. He looked so adorable. Maybe he was a good guy. 'I should give him a chance.'

His eyes continued to wander before stopping on mine. I smirked. He stared for a few seconds before flushing a light pink and turning away. I loved the power I had over people.

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Dream's pov
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My eyes scanned around the club. I had never imagined I'd even step foot in a place like this. Everyone looked like they were millionaires with massive mansions.

It was even more shocking that I was a bodyguard for a celebrity, not that fame really mattered though. I had always dreamt of being famous. I got so close to it once but it was ripped away from me in an instant.

There was something about George that seemed different to other celebrities. I couldn't quite place what that was but whatever it was made him stand out from everyone else. He didn't seem as arrogant and up his own ass as people thought he was.

I felt his dark chocolate eyes on me. I looked up at him and surely enough he was staring at me with a smirk. I couldn't break the eye contact as seconds passed. 'Stay professional, Stop staring at him.' I demanded myself.

Something about the way he looked at me drove me crazy. It pained me to not push him up against a wall. To not kiss him until his lips are swollen. I wanted badly to do something reckless that I would most definitely regret.

"George, do you mind not using your pretty privilege on me?" I asked with a smirk.

It just slipped out before I could control myself. If I couldn't stop simple words, I was bound to do something far worse.

I stopped my eyes widening from pure shock and saw George looking at me. His eyes were twice their usual size and a soft pink dusted his cheeks. Before I could stop myself, a smirk spread across my face.

George calmed and smirked back, "Anything for you." His hand reached out for mine, stroking it lightly as he spoke. I instantly moved my hand away and rested it on my thigh.

I felt my face heat up as I tried desperately to hide it. George noticed and it only made him chuckle.

After I calmed down, my eyes wandered around the fancy club once again, taking in the high ceilings and fancy walls. The music in this place sounded amazing through the expensive speakers. Nothing like all of the clubs I'd ever been to.

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1:25am

George isn't as wasted as I'd expected but that doesn't mean he wasn't at all. I helped him up and held him up a we made our way out of the expensive place. I pulled out my phone and called John. I felt bad that he had to drive around this late but with the amount George bribes him, I'm sure he was fine.

I leant against a wall and he practically fell into it next to me. "Careful." I said with a laugh as he put his arm around me to support himself. I had fo bite my lip to prevent a smile from forming.

It wasn't long before John pulled up and I put George in his seat, gently placing the seatbelt around him before getting into the other side. I told John to just take us straight home as I leant back in my seat, my head looking up at the roof.