TELEPHONE WIRES

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george's head was spinning.
his nerves had gotten the better of him, and he'd fallen into a panic attack.
all because he had been thinking about josh.

everything was suddenly about josh.
not like it wasn't before.

george was shaking, shivering in fear as he had rammed himself into a corner of his bedroom, a deep panic washed over his body.

he hoped that this would end soon.
he hated how much josh could effect him.

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"george?"

josh rushed into george's apartment, breath uneven. he had ran from the taxi up 4 flights of stairs, no wonder he was tired.

josh opened george's bedroom, and he choked back oxygen in denial.
after scrambling to george, he slid onto his knees and pulled the unconscious latter into his arms.

"fucking shit- god, why didn't you text me?"

josh was talking to himself mainly, it calmed himself down a bit.

"you know how much you worry me sometimes, please text me when this happens."

he pulled himself up, holding george's frail body, laying it onto his bed. he rested george's head on his lap after sitting down, and just waited until george woke up, talking to the small breeze that entered the room from time to time.

"please be okay george."

"you know i need you george."

"i love how you steal my hoodies george."

"i love your smile george."

"i love your blush george."

"i love your soft hair george"

"i love the photos you take george."

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"josh?"

"yeah?"

"i heard it all."

"i'm glad you did."

"i love you, josh."

"i know you do george."