The Triangle

Chapter 146 ? Dinner

Y/N:
"Just hold me, please..." I said quietly while shutting my eyes, "Your hugs always make everything better, make everything better..."

George listened. He wrapped his arm around my back and rested the other one on the back of my head.

GEORGE:
"Did I tell you how you took my breath away tonight?" I heard a smile in his voice.

I lightly smiled, still keeping my eyes shut.

Y/N:
"You didn't..."

GEORGE:
"My bad, you look amazing tonight, like always..."

Y/N:
"Call me your flower..." I muffled into his chest.

George giggled and squeezed me.

GEORGE:
"My flower looks beautiful tonight..." He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear while still holding on to me.

I buried my blush deeper into his chest as I smiled.

Y/N:
"My cheeks are on fire."

He giggled again.

GEORGE:
"Even though I'm colorblind, I can always see your blush."

Y/N:
"How?"

GEORGE:
"Cause, I've always seen you, every beautiful part." He spoke in my ear.

I took a deep breath with a flustered smile. His comforting touch and words made everything better, just like it always has.

After a few moments, I split apart from him, but still held on to his arms, his hands were still placed on my waist.

GEORGE:
"Do you wanna talk about what's bothering you?" He spoke softly to me.

I sighed as my lips curled down.

Y/N:
"I went off on Wilbur when he didn't deserve it, and now he won't even talk to me..."

GEORGE:
"Oh, yeah, he told us about that."

Y/N:
"Does he hate me?"

GEORGE:
"No." He shook his head, "He spilled out his feelings to us. He just doesn't want to say something that'll make you hate him."

I bit the inside of my cheek as I sighed again.

Y/N:
"A while ago, Clay said that I was too nice...and that made me feel like a little cub that was weak..."

He frowned at me.

Y/N:
"When people help me...it makes me feel like that again...so I went off on him when he was trying to help me and...I just..." I sighed for a third time, "I wish I wasn't a screw up..."

George moved his hands down from my waist to hold my hands in his.

GEORGE:
"Y/N, no matter how many times we screw up, you still love us, and the same goes for you. You could hit us with a bus and we'd still forgive you." My lips curled up a little, "Wilbur forgives you, he just doesn't forgive himself."

My eyes fell to the concrete as I clenched my jaw.

GEORGE:
"But, he told us that his only intention was to help you. That's how I know he really loves you. You always try to help out the one you love, because all you want is for them to be happy..."

My lips curled down further, I felt guilty.

Y/N:
"What do I do...?" I met his eyes again.

GEORGE:
"I would give each other some space for a little bit. It doesn't seem like he's ready to talk yet, but he'll come around, eventually."