Sidemen One-Shots and Smut

57. ArthurTV - Caught (G. Clarkey's sister)

George may have been angry seeing Arthur pinning you against the wall, hand holding yours by your side whilst the other caressed your cheek- his knee between your desperate thighs as your lips passionately moved against one another's- but you couldn't help but feel like George had at least somewhat brought it upon himself. 

Stay away from all my friends, they're all weirdos. Is what he'd indoctrinated you with.

Stay away from my sister, she isn't interested in you weirdos. Is what he'd told all his friends. Everyone from Cam to Alex to Arthur Hill to Chris had heard it, and all of them seemed to abide by it pretty much. They didn't want any problems from George, debatably the tallest and strongest of the lot- and so they made all that normal friendly small talk with you and left it at that. No pushing boundaries... 

But it was just too bad that from the moment you met Mr ArthurTV you just seemed to gravitate towards one another.

You'd first met Arthur when he came round after a night out, and even whilst he was practically half asleep, half intoxicated- with an arm slung around George's shoulder, you felt that unstoppable-magnetic attraction to him. 

Then the next morning, George was still asleep when you left your room to get breakfast. Arthur was awake though, walking around the living room with the posture of a quaver as he aimlessly wandered, pondering what to do. Seeing you made him straighten up though, eyes widening slightly as he met the pretty girl, wondering who the hell it was in the kitchen.

Once he realised it was George's sister he just felt a smile light on his face. George had warned him not to talk to you or do anything with you, but as soon as a sweer little laugh fell from your lips as he stuttered a M-morning, he just knew you were going to be inescapable.

It felt like common coincidence when every time Arthur came over for George, he ended up leaving with you whilst George was asleep. The two of you did lots at nights- he took you out to get ice creams and watch movies, go for walks in the park and sit curled up besides one another on a bench just talking and looking at the stars.

You didn't know what you were. 

Friends? Clearly not; friends don't kiss each other behind their brother and friend's back.

Dating? Not really since neither of you had named your escapades a date, or called one another  boyfriend or girlfriend.

You two just spent time with one another. The type of time that had you feeling all fuzzy in the stomach and light in the head- where your cheeks hurt because you've been smiling so much- the type where you think their smile is so sweet you just can't help but kiss it so that you can share that warmth and feel his smile on top of your own.

Clearly the two of you had gotten a bit too bold this night though.

Arthur just couldn't help but shower your with kisses before he left, making you squeal and giggle as he backed you into the wall with a sweet grin and hands moving up to cup your cheeks whilst he smothered you with his chaste little kisses, which slowly developed into something far  more open-mouthed and passionate which the two of you had been far too involved with to notice George's door opening, followed by a-

"WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING HERE-"

Your eyes snapped open in an instant, palms on Arthur's chest, pushing him away so that he stumbled back, his eyes also wide in shock as his back hit the opposite wall- his face ghostly pale as he stared at the horrified face of his best friend, your brother- George. 

George looked infuriated- his eyes wide in horror, nostrils flared angrily and hair dishevelled in clear indication he'd just woken up to see Arthur snogging your face off. And clearly he wasn't happy about it. It appeared George didn't know who to be angrier at either, as his head swivelled between yourself and Arthur, opening his mouth slightly as if he were going to yell at one of you- before turning to face the other and give them a look of what the FUCK.