It's not a Date

[georgiana]

Georgiana could only imagine what he was feeling what he was going through in that moment but she knew that she had to be here for him. There had to be a way to comfort him and let him know that everything was going to be all right. Letting out a deep breath she twirled her hair or one of her curls around her finger in concentration. Other people stuck out their tongues or their forehead crinkled like no tomorrow but not Georgie. She preferred to play with her hair, it caused less damage and it didn't make her look silly either. She was simply a girl who concentrated in a different way. She was using it as much as she could right then but for the first time ever her mind was completely blank. She was normally pretty good at thinking through stressful situations but this just didn't seem to be quite the same and she had no idea how to solve it.

When they kissed for a second time it wasn't quite like it was the other time where it seemed as though the world exploded around them it was soft and gentle and she was the one who ended it. It was only meant to be a polite chaste kiss to show her true feelings towards him. How could anyone not like this guy, he was simply adorable and drop dead. Who cares that he had a scar that marred half of his face, that wasn't want mattered in this world and if people couldn't see that then they didn't deserve to know him. Fallow was one the nicest people she had ever come to encounter and nothing about him would change and therefore her feelings would probably never change, even if they didn't work out in the long run. That was just the sort of person she was. She watched him carefully.

He let out a sigh as well and wrapped her arms around his neck. He touched his forehead to hers and she let a small smile cross her lips for the moment. Finally he was realizing it all then and knowing that she wasn't just saying this. When he spoke however it was almost as though he were trying to say they shouldn't be together. He pulled her close none the less though and she willingly obeyed to his wishes. Wrapping her arms around his torso and leaning into his chest totally at peace. Could this seriously be happening? She had never been so happy. He spoke once more asking her why she didn't like someone her own age and she almost chuckled but knew it was a serious question. How could she not. A thousand thoughts running through her head once more now that she could think logically once more.

She smiled and pulled back looking into his eyes. "Have you never met you? You know I don't act my age therefore making guys my age even more mentally youthful to my eyes. You are the greatest guy I've ever met. Why wouldn't I want to be with you?"

[/color] The reassuring smile came back to her lips. Tucking her curls behind her ears her blue eyes were seeking out his deep green ones. That was something that would never get old, his eyes were amazing to look at such a brilliant green. Better than any emerald and nothing could compare.
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WORDS! 609
STATUS! Complete
TAGS! Fallow
NOTES! So cute!
INSPIRATION! Who's that chick - Rhianna
CREDITS! Template By arro @ Caution!
Pic By PIC CREDIT GOES HERE
LYRICS! "Mine" by Taylor Swift

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[fallow dakota scott]

His head still spun. Making it hurt. He listened as he held her against him, stroking her hair just a little, one hand however got bold and snaked its way down her side, resting on her hip, the tips of his fingers sliding under her shirt, brushing against her bare skin. His own skin crawled, his body nearly begging for her to touch him back. With his thoughts in a cloud, he was unaware of his hand sliding further and further up her back. His heart was thundering in his chest as he realized how much he wanted from her.

Looking down at her, with his hand half way up her shirt he said softly, trying to be casual "I don't even look human. That's why.." he closed his eyes and whispered to her "But you... You're so beautiful." his hands moved slowly to her stomach, his touch incredibly gentle, even curious. He'd never touched a woman like this. Never. " And I...." he started to tremble as he lay his hand flat against her tight belly, hesitating. His breathing shook a little. "I....." his hand started to slide upwards a little. His eyes focused on hers. He prayed he wasn't making her uncomfortable. "Georgie...." he was so terrible at this. This time though, he couldn't show her. Just before the tips of his fingers brushed over her breasts he

"Sorry" he muttered before heading back to the main room, pulling not only his shirt off, but also his pants. He really didn't care if she saw him in just his boxers. He was tired and in need of a nap.Laying down in bed he sighed softly and stared at the ceiling, thoughtful. So many times he messed up in one day. So many times. But he was willing to accept that she liked him now. That their feelings for mutual. Shouldn't he be happy? Yes, he should have, so why was he so confused?

Tag: Georgina / Isabella ---Word Count: --- Eh
Outfit: black t-shirt, jeans and a belt
Notes: I feel bad for him
Credits: Lyrics from Monster by Skillet
Template by Masquerade Raccoon @ Caution 2.0