it started with the stream { georgenotfound x reader }

chapter twenty three

good one eleanor. i thought. good one.

we pulled back up to the house and i yawned as i walked in the door, kicking off my shoes and throwing them to the side. i went upstairs to change into my pajamas while every one sat on the couch. i came back downstairs a few minutes later and sat cross-legged on the couch next to george, looking through the pictures on my phone again. i looked for the ones i wanted to edit and post to instagram. after scrolling for a few minutes i picked my three favorites, one of all eight of us, a group photo of all of the girls, and the one of me with tommy, nick and clay. i was content with my choices when i swiped once more and began to see the pictures i had with george. i looked all the way to the end and saw the picture of us kissing. i debated it for a few minutes, going back and forth between that and just a plain and simple one of us hugging, big grins on both of our faces. after what happened during the whole babe situation, i decided to go with my second option to be safer. i loaded up lightroom and quickly edited the photos with the filter that matched my instagram feed. i clicked off the app and opened instagram, creating a new post. after selecting the four photos in order and hitting next, i tried to figure out a good caption. i didn't know how to make it perfect without being sappy so i just went with a simple

my best friends :]

i asked everyone if they were alright with me posting and tagging them all, i obviously blocked out clay as much as he wanted until he was comfortable with me posting. i smiled as everyone okayed it and clicked the 'post' button. they all picked up their phones and smiled as they liked the post and commented on the pictures. i felt a soft smile grow on my face as i turned off my phone and rolled over so that my head was resting on george's shoulder. looking up at the tv i noticed an episode of adventure time playing on it. i leaned against george as the theme song played and enjoyed the comfortable silence from my friends and i as we watched the show. the flashes of colors from the screen illuminating the dark room. we watched about two or three more episodes before every one started to feel pretty tired and thought it was a good time to go to bed. i reluctantly picked up my head from george's shoulder and sat up, stretching my arms over my head.

"goodnight everyone! see you all in the morning." i said as i began to walk up the stairs to my room. i walked in and shut the door behind, opening the bathroom door instead. i walked in and quickly did my night routine since i was feeling tired and wanted to get to sleep earlier tonight. as i was brushing my teeth i heard george open his door and quietly shut it behind him. i walked into his room, toothbrush in mouth. he laughed and swiftly pulled out his phone, quickly taking a picture. i tried to cover my face but it was too late. i gasped and ran into the bathroom, spitting out the toothpaste and washing my mouth out.

"delete that. right now." i said as i walked back into the room, seeing him laughing at his phone screen.

"or what?" he asked in response, looking up from the picture app. i walked over to him and stood directly in front of him, our eyes never breaking contact.

"or i'll do it myself." i said as i swiftly grabbed the phone out of his hand and tried to hit the delete button. before i could finish my task, an arm came over my head and snatched the phone out of my hand. george held it up high above his head as i jumped, trying to reach it. "give it back!" i yelled, reaching my arms up as high as they could go.

"no. i think i like it better up here." he said with a smirk. i groaned as i kept jumping, hoping i would eventually reach even the slightest bit of a hand. no matter how much i stretched up or jumped, i could not reach. his arms. after a few minutes of struggling, my arms began to feel tired. i reluctantly threw them down to my side as i breathed out.

"fine. you win. as long as you don't send it to anyone. promise?" i said holding out my pinky to interlock them. he look confused as i looked from his hands to his face. "a pinky promise?" he still looked confused. "oh wow. you've never done this have you?" he softly shook his head and i let out a small gasp.

"i've heard of it i've just, never used it before." he responded.

"okay..." i said, thinking, "let me give you a little refresher. a pinky promise is something you can never break. it goes like this," i grabbed his hand and brought it towards me, pushing all his fingers except for the pinky down, "you wrap the pinkies together and shake your hand down. make sure to say "'i pinky promise.'" i said to him as i brought him threw the motions. he stuck out his pinky.

"i pinky promise to never show anyone that photo." he said with a smile as i interlocked our pinkies, shaking down.

"perfect." i said as a smile grew on my face. i yawned as i pulled my hand away and looked around george's room. "i should probably get some sleep." i said to george as i wrapped my arms around his back.

"i have to brush my teeth but, why don't you just say in here for tonight?" he asked as a blush rose on his cheeks, he quickly added more onto his request, "i mean i haven't slept in this room in a while but i want to stay with you so if you wa-" he began to stumble over his words as i cut him off.

"i'm glad you offered," i said, "your bed looks super comfortable." i smiled as he chucked and turned around, walking into the bathroom and flicking on the light. i made my way to the opposite side of the room and stepped into george's bed. i was lying on my side reading through my instagram comments and replying when george walked out.

"well i see someone has made themselves comfortable." he said with a chuckle as i turned off my phone. i gave him a big smile as he got onto the other side of the bed. i moved in closer to him, my head resting on his side.

"its our last day together tomorrow." i said as i twirled my hair over my finger, not wanting to think about george and i going back to screens. he put his hand on my hair, combing through it lightly with his fingers.

"don't worry about that now," he told me, "we still have time."