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A/N - This one is a little different, it’s a crossover with CSI that stemmed from a conversation with Li and involves some crossover ships. It’s AU set in the CSI universe but one in which Union J still existed. Enjoy!
Union J ended what felt like a lifetime ago and with it so did JJ and George’s relationship. But time has a way of healing wounds and eventually they both came to accept that it wasn’t meant to be.
Now it’s been years since they last spoke and they’ve both moved on; JJ is dating dishy Nick and George has just gotten engaged to his long term boyfriend Greg. And neither of them have ever been happier. Or so they thought.
But after Greg is transferred to the Vegas crime lab and George is introduced to his co-workers, including Nick and his boyfriend, a face from George’s past, how will things unravel? And will George and JJ realise that maybe this is fates way of bringing them back together?
Double or Nothing
George giggled as he ran in the bedroom, JJ chasing him. He fell down to the bed, rolling over to look back up at his boyfriend. JJ smiled down on him.
‘You can’t outrun me George.’ JJ climbed on top of George kissing him hard and pinning his arms above his head.
‘And now you’ve caught me.’ George spoke into his lips. ‘What are you going to do to me?’ His voice was dripping with seduction, his eyes full of lust. JJ felt his groin stir.
‘So many things.’ JJ kissed him again but then he let go of George’s arms so he could cup the younger boys face. He had a serious look wash over his face and George bit his bottom lip.
‘What is it J?’ He asked softly. JJ kissed him once more but it was softer this time.
‘I just want you to know how much I love you.’ He whispered and George’s heart skipped a beat.
‘I do know.’ He smiled back.
‘And never forget it ok?’ JJ stroked his cheek. George raised an eyebrow at JJ.
‘Of course I won’t.’ George chuckled a little. JJ smiled and then he kissed George again, exploring his mouth like it was the first time all over again. And JJ felt like the luckiest man alive. He was never letting George go.
Four Years Later
George Shelley had only ever been to Vegas once in his life and looking back on it now it felt like it could have been a different lifetime ago. The days of judges houses, the X Factor and Union J; when his career had just been getting started. It could have been forever ago and it felt like it had been forever since the band broke up and since the last time he spoke to his former band mates.
These days he was he just regular George and it was quite nice to be honest. And it was quite nice to be back in Vegas again. He always remembered loving it here, and now it was his home.
George had lived in Vegas for two weeks now, he’d given up his life back home for his fiancée. Because George had lived his dream and now it was Greg’s turn.
Greg was a crime scene investigator and a pretty fantastic one at that. So when he’d been offered a job at the Vegas crime lab, one of the best in the world, there was no way he could pass that up. And it had been hard for George to leave his old life behind but really, he had nothing to stay for. Greg was his life and George wasn’t going to let him go. He’d had love before that he’d let slip through his fingers and he wasn’t going to let that happen again. So Vegas was now where he called home, but as long as he had Greg, George didn’t much care where he was.
'Honey I'm home.' Greg called out as he shut the front door. An incredible smell filled the house and Greg followed it to the kitchen where George was stood over the oven, an apron tied around his waist.
‘How was your first day? Was everyone nice to you?’ George teased as he fell into Greg’s arms.
‘It was amazing…you know as much as my job can be considered amazing.’ Greg chuckled and he kissed George. ‘Have I thanked you for doing this with me?’ He cupped George’s face. George smiled at him.
‘Oh only like a million times.’ George giggled.
‘Well let’s make it a million and one. Thank you. I couldn’t have done this without you.’ Greg kissed him again and George signed in content.
‘I love you silly, wherever you go, I go.’ George kissed Greg’s nose and then turned back around to the oven. Greg put his arms around George and rested his head on his shoulder.
‘So what’s for dinner beautiful?’
‘Your favourite. Only the best for my big strong crime scene investigator.’
‘Leave the vest on.’ JJ growled a little from the bed. Nick pouted at him a little.
‘You wanna play a little good cop bad cop?’ Nick winked at him, putting his CSI vest back on now just wearing that and his boxers.
‘First you’re not a cop.’ JJ chuckled. ‘But there is something so sexy about you in that vest CSI Stokes.’ JJ was licking his lips as Nick climbed on top of him.
‘Oh yeah?’ Nick kissed him hard.
‘Yeah.’ JJ wrapped his arms around Nick pulling him closer. They were both hard already and they rubbed together through the flimsy material of their boxers. ‘Have I been bad?’ JJ murmured as Nick sucked on his bottom lip.
‘You’re always bad.’
‘Think you need to teach me a lesson.’
Nick smirked and grabbed JJ’s dick roughly through his underwear.
‘I’ll teach you a lesson alright Hamblett. One you’ll never forget.’ And then Nick’s lips disappeared from JJ’s and the next thing JJ knew they reappeared wrapped around his cock.
Greg ran his hand through his hair as he grabbed his jacket out of his locker. He’d been at the crime lab nearly four weeks now and although he loved it, it was damn tiring. He was pulling a lot of double shifts, sometimes triple shifts. Crime really didn’t sleep, and Greg felt as though he didn’t either these days. Nick came into the locker room and smiled brightly at him. Greg sighed.
‘How are you always so chipper?’ Greg laughed a little watching Nick. Nick opened his locker and then stripped his t-shirt off throwing it in his locker. Greg swallowed, he shouldn’t have been effected by Nick’s body but jesus he was ripped. It made Greg feel a little hot under the collar and it really shouldn’t.
‘I’m just a happy guy.’ Nick grabbed another shirt from his locker and threw it on and Greg was left a little down hearted. ‘Say do you fancy going for a drink? Blow of some steam?’ Nick closed his locker and shrugged his jacket on. And that sounded so good to Greg but he should really get home to George.
‘I don’t know George will be waiting for me.’ Greg shrugged but Nick was still smiling at him.
‘One drink?’ He was giving Greg the most incredible smile that Greg’s heart actually skipped a beat. And he couldn’t very well say no.
‘Yeah sure ok. I suppose one drink couldn’t hurt.’ He conceded.
A little while later and several drinks down Greg was swaying a little. Boy was he glad it was his day off tomorrow. Nick ordered them another round and turned back to look at Greg.
‘So tell me about yourself, we’ve worked together weeks and I feel like I barely know you.’ Nick chuckled a little. He was from Texas and had a thick southern drawl to his voice and the more Greg drank the sexier he found it.
‘There’s not a lot to tell. I was born in California, moved to the UK a few years ago where I met George and now here I am.’ Greg shrugged.
‘What does George do?’
Their drinks were brought over to their table now and Nick sat back in his chair and took a sip.
‘He used to be in some boy band, years ago before I met him. But now he doesn’t do a whole lot of anything.’ Greg laughed and sipped his drink. ‘He likes to think himself some kind of master chef these days, always coming up some kind of new concoction. And let me tell you they aren’t always edible. I think he gets a bit bored with me out all day, I’m thinking about getting him a puppy to keep him occupied.’
‘That’s weird, my boyfriend used to be in a band too.’ Nick mused. And maybe if they hadn’t had so much to drink then they would have spoken about it more at length and maybe put two and two together. But they didn’t. Not yet.
JJ pulled up in the parking lot of the bar a little while later and saw Nick ambling his way out the door. He said goodbye to his friend while JJ watched and then soon he was letting himself in JJ’s car.
‘JJ!’ He leant over in his seat and hugged him. JJ rolled his eyes.
‘Are you drunk?’
‘Noo course not.’ Nick nudged him in the shoulder. JJ just laughed and started the engine. Nick waved at Greg through the windscreen and Greg got a little lost in the smile he was giving him. Just as they were pulling out, George pulled up, getting out the car and coming over to Greg. If he’d been a few seconds earlier he would have seen JJ. George put his arm around Greg’s shoulders.
‘Is someone a little drunk?’ George laughed as he lead him towards the car.
‘Little bit.’ Greg nodded.
‘Did you have a good time?’ George got Greg in the passenger seat and buckled him in before heading around to the drivers side. Greg was still nodding.
‘Yeah Nick’s fun. I can’t wait for you to meet him. There’s this whole big law enforcement party thing next week that the mayor is organising and you have to come.’
George started the car.
‘Of course, what kind of fiancée would I be if I didn’t.’ He chuckled. He had no idea that this party would bring an old face back into his life. An old face he never thought he’d see again. And nothing would ever be the same again.
Four Years Ago
'How do I look?' George did a silly twirl in the middle of the room and nearly fell over. God he was so clumsy. But JJ had grabbed him to steady him, wrapping his strong arms around him.
‘Beautiful, as always.’ He kissed George softly. George blushed a little, JJ always made him blush.
‘We should get going, Jaymi will kill us if we’re late.’
‘Do we really have to go?’ JJ sulked a little pulling a face. George rolled his eyes.
‘Well considering they are expecting Union J to be there I don’t think they’ll appreciate only half of the band turning up.’ George kissed him. ‘It’ll be fine.’
‘You know I hate these things. Big parties, too many people. I always say something stupid.’ JJ sighed.
‘Just don’t talk to anyone and you’ll be fine.’ George teased, playfully poking him. ‘And I’ll be there.’ He smiled.
‘And that’s the only reason I’m going. Because you know I can’t resist you in a suit.’ JJ hugged him tight again and George sighed happily. He never really understood how he’d gotten so lucky as to have someone like JJ, but he knew he would always love him.
Greg squeezed George’s hand and George looked at him with a smile. Greg beamed.
‘You look so cute in a suit.’ He whispered but George frowned.
‘Cute? Not exactly the look I was going for.’
Greg laughed and keeping hold of his hand he brought it up to his lips and kissed the back of it.
‘Sexy then. Handsome, gorgeous. Pick one.’ Greg and George came to a stop at the bar and Greg flagged the bartender.
‘I’ll go with sexy.’ George murmured as Greg ordered their drinks, stifling a laugh.
‘No getting drunk and embarrassing me tonight, these are my colleagues.’ Greg teased kissing George on the cheek.
‘Coming from you?’ George raised an eyebrow. ‘I had to undress you and put you to bed after your night out with Nick.’ George reminded him and Greg laughed kissing him again.
‘You love undressing me.’ Greg winked at him just as the bar tender brought their drinks back over.
‘Well yes under normal circumstances. Not when you pass out straight away though.’ George giggled and Greg slung his arm around his shoulders, pulling him in for a kiss.
‘Nick’s over there, come on I want you to meet him.’ Greg tried to ignore the butterflies in his stomach, he seemed to be getting them more and more regularly around Nick and he needed it to stop. Really needed it to stop.
‘I just need to use the bathroom. You go I’ll find you.’ George kissed Greg’s cheek before shimmying away. Greg picked up their drinks and took a few deep breaths, reminding himself that he was engaged and he loved George and that Nick wasn’t that attractive. And then he made his way over. Nick spotted him and waved a little, giving Greg one of those smiles that Greg thought should win awards. He had his arm around the waist of another man, his boyfriend Greg assumed, who was almost as good looking as Nick and Greg didn’t think that was fair.
‘Hey!’ Nick said smiling brightly at Greg as he joined them.
‘Hi.’ Greg nodded shyly, feeling a bit like a teenager again. This was stupid.
‘This is my boyfriend JJ.’ Nick squeezed JJ’s side and JJ stuck his hand out to shake Greg’s. Greg put the drinks down in the table next to them so he could shake JJ’s hand.
‘Hi I’m Greg.’
‘I’ve heard a lot about you.’ JJ smiled at him, snuggling closer to Nick. Nick rolled his eyes.
‘So where is this infamous fiancée of yours?’ Nick sipped his drink keeping a firm hold around JJ. Greg thought that was nice and he wasn’t at all wishing it was him that Nick had his arm around.
‘He’s just popped to the bathroom he’ll be back soon.’ Greg sipped his own drink as a distraction more than actually being thirsty.
‘I can’t wait to meet him. I picture him to be really tall and really pumped. Shaved head. Burly.’ Nick laughed and Greg pulled a face.
‘Well prepare to be in for a surprise.’ He laughed because George was the complete opposite. ‘I mean he’s tall sure but he’s real skinny and he has a lot of hair. Like tons.’
Nick raised an eyebrow.
‘Huh interesting.’ Nick nodded.
‘Ohhh that guys got a tray of food!’ JJ was suddenly wriggling out of Nick’s grasp and turning his back on them to grab some food from a passing waiter. Nick chuckled a little.
‘Always thinks with his stomach.’ He shook his head. Just then George sidled up to Greg a little shyly and took his drink from the table.
‘Hi.’ He spoke and Greg kissed his cheek.
‘Nick this is George my boyfriend.’
‘Uh fiancée thank you very much.’ George chuckled shaking Nick’s hand as they were introduced. JJ froze. He still had his back to them but he would know that voice anywhere. No one had a voice quite that deep and quite that smooth. No, no way, it couldn’t be, it just couldn’t.
‘This is my better half JJ.’ Nick grabbed JJ to turn him around and when he did his eyes locked on George’s and yes fuck, the voice belonged to the person he thought it did. Fuck.
‘Oh my god.’ George’s eyes bulged a little. ‘JJ.’
‘George.’ JJ swallowed. For a second it was like they were the only two people in the room. It had been almost four years since the last time they saw one another and for those brief seconds it was like they were back there again, four years ago. Like nothing had changed.
‘You two know each other?’ Nick’s voice snapped them back around. JJ nodded limply.
‘Uhm yeah…well we did. A long time ago.’ JJ’s eyes were still locked on George, he couldn’t help it. He never thought he would see him again, let alone have him turn up in Vegas as the boyfriend of his own boyfriends work colleague. Bizarre. ‘Remember that band I was in?’ George finally tore his eyes off JJ to look at Greg. His heart was beating hard in his chest, his palms were sweating but he was trying to pretend that JJ’s presence wasn’t affecting him. Greg nodded and George added, ‘well JJ was one of my band mates.’ That was all he needed to know. Fuck his fiancée didn’t need to know that JJ had been the love of George’s life.
‘Wow small world.’ Nick chuckled seemingly not noticing that his boyfriend was still staring at George.
‘Yeah too small.’ JJ muttered under his breath but no one heard him.
‘Its good to see you.’ George turned back to look at JJ and it was probably a mistake because it really wasn’t at all fair that JJ was even better looking now.
‘You too.’ JJ’s voice sounded distant. All he could hear was his heart beating in his ears. Because how was it possible that George Shelley was staring back at him right now? Was this some kind of sick joke? Up until this point JJ had thought he was very much over George and very much in love with Nick. But it would seem that all he had to do was look back in those eyes and all those feelings he had for George came flooding back. And maybe he wasn’t quite as over him as he thought.
‘Shall we get some more drinks?’ Greg chimed and JJ swallowed again, nodding limply as he followed the others towards the bar. Life was cruel.
'I hate these kind of things.' JJ sighed as he slumped into one of the bar stools next George a little while later. George couldn't help but chuckle.
‘Some things never change aye?’ George looked at him as he sipped his drink and JJ laughed now too.
‘Yep I am still just as awful at parties like these as I always was.’ JJ flagged the bar tender and ordered another drink.
‘Do you really mean you’re still just as awful with words? At the simple art of stringing sentences together.’ George gave JJ a teasing look and JJ rolled his eyes.
‘Something like that. Good to see you’re still just as much of a wind up as ever.’ The bartender brought JJ his drink and JJ gratefully sipped it.
‘Well you know me.’ George shrugged. They were trying to act normal, like this situation wasn’t completely weird. Nick and Greg were off taking to the mayor and George and JJ had clearly had the same idea to keep well out of it.
‘Still look just as good in a suit as well.’ JJ spoke without meaning to and his hand flew to his mouth. ‘I didn’t mean that…I mean…shit.’ He babbled which made George laugh.
‘Its ok…it’s not exactly a secret that I look good in a suit.’ George joked and pouted a little but JJ looked a little awkward so George spoke again to change the subject. ‘So Nick seems nice.’ It seemed better for them to just keep the conversation flowing rather than dwell on the awkwardness of the situation.
‘Yeah, he’s great.’ JJ nodded with a kind of half-smile. ‘And look at you, you’re engaged.’ He patted George on the shoulder but he wished he hadn’t because it was almost a little too much touching him.
‘Yeah I know, mad huh?’ George giggled a little. JJ swallowed, nodding because yes it was really mad.
‘I’m glad that uhm…’ He bit his lip not sure if he should say this but he said it nonetheless. ‘I’m glad that you found someone that could give you what I couldn’t.’
The awkwardness fell over them again and George smiled a little sadly.
‘Yeah.’ His voice was barely a whisper. JJ shook his head.
‘I’m sorry but are we really going to sit here and pretend this situation isn’t completely weird?’ He laughed a little and so did George.
‘I know…of all the places I could have bumped into you.’ George shook his head. ‘What brought you to Vegas anyway?’
‘I don’t know really. I moved here about a year or so after the band ended. I just got a bit bored you know? I did some travelling and I stayed here and little while and sort of never left.’ JJ shrugged. ‘How about you?’
‘Greg…he got the job at the crime lab and I had a decision, stay in England and lose him or come with him. It was a pretty easy choice.’ George told him. JJ bit his lip.
‘You always have been a hopeless romantic.’ And it got awkward again.
‘Yeah.’ George croaked.
‘I’m sorry this is just so fucking odd I don’t know what to say.’ JJ ran his fingers through his hair. ‘I never thought I’d see you again.’ He looked at George really intensely now and it made George’s heart skip a beat. He’d always loved it when JJ looked at him like that, he used to do it a lot, he would stare deep into George’s eyes and then he would cup George’s face and say something like, ‘you are so beautiful’ or ‘I love you so much monkey’ and for a stupid second George really wanted him to say something like that. JJ bit his bottom lip and as if he was thinking the same thing he murmured, ‘am I allowed to say that you look good?’
George’s heart skipped another beat and he’d tried to pretend JJ’s words hadn’t phased him.
‘You’ve said it now.’ He gave him a half-smile. ‘So do you by the way.’
They fell back into that uncomfortable, awkward silence again. It was amazing what a difference a few years could make, when they were dating they would quite often sit in silence just staring at each other and it was never awkward. Not like this.
‘George I uhm…’
‘Hey are you ready to go?’ Nick was suddenly at JJ’s side cutting him off. Good job too, had JJ really been about to tell George he’d missed him? Saved by the bell, he thought.
‘Uhm yeah sure.’ JJ downed his drink getting up from the chair.
‘It was good to meet you George.’ Nick smiled brightly at him. George nodded a little robotically.
‘Yeah…you too.’ He croaked again, his voice not at all sounding like himself. ‘And uhm it was good to see you J.’ It wasn’t a lie, in fact it wasn’t just good to see JJ. It was amazing to see JJ.
‘Yeah and you.’ JJ nodded and then Nick was taking his hand and leading him away. George sighed once they left and put his head in his hands. Everything was coming back to him, all the memories of JJ that he’d tried to forget. He was getting married for fuck sake, his ex should not still have this hold over him. Especially when JJ had been right, Greg could give him everything that JJ never could.
Four Years Ago
'I love weddings.' George jiggled up and down a little as JJ was sorting his tie. He saw JJ roll his eyes.
‘What don’t you love?’ His voice was a little fed up and George noticed it.
‘Sorry.’ George pulled away from JJ and stood up. ‘I thought you’d be at least a little excited, it’s Jaymi and Olly’s wedding day.’ George turned his back on JJ. Their relationship had been on rocky ground in the run up to the wedding and George was getting a little frustrated with JJ’s attitude towards it all.
‘Just don’t see the big deal with weddings.’ He shrugged. George turned back to face him with a frown.
‘What do you mean?’
‘I just don’t get all the fuss. Not for me.’ JJ shook his head.
‘You…you don’t want to get married?’ George swallowed feeling a little sick. They had never discussed their future before.
‘No.’ JJ scoffed as though George could have been asking him if he wanted a punch in the face. ‘Why, do you?’
George’s bottom lip quivered a little as he nodded.
‘Well yeah.’ Wasn’t that normal?
‘Oh.’ JJ sighed. This wasn’t really the time for this to come up. ‘I uhm…I don’t want kids either.’
George felt tears forming behind his eyes.
‘I do.’ He croaked. He sniffed and then shaking his head he went to flee the room because he couldn’t have this conversation now. But JJ grabbed him as he tried to pass.
‘No JJ I can’t do this. Not here. Because two of my best friends are about to get married and I have to go out there and be happy. But if we have this conversation I am going to start crying.’ George swallowed.
‘George please.’ JJ begged but George was shaking his head.
‘Not here, not now.’ His voice cracked and he knew he was close to tears.
‘George I’m sorry…I…’
‘What don’t you like about marriage?’ George suddenly said instead of leaving. ‘I mean if you love someone it’s the perfect way to show that surely?’
JJ sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.
‘I just don’t think it’s necessary. Why can’t love just be enough?’ He sighed a little and he could feel his own tears forming. George bit his lip.
‘Because some people like the commitment. People like me.’ And then George pushed passed and JJ and left the room. JJ sighed again, heavy this time. He had no idea what this was going to do to his relationship. Could you really push passed a difference like that? He didn’t want to lose George but at the same time, he couldn’t pretend to want something that he didn’t.
JJ kissed Nick hard, pressing him into the wall. He needed to take his mind off George right this second. Tonight had been a game changer, he still couldn’t believe he had come face to face with him again after all these years. He pressed his already hard cock against Nick as he sucked down his neck. The problem was, every time he closed his eyes he saw George. JJ shook his head, simple answer, don’t shut your eyes he told himself. So he opened them and kept eye contact with Nick as he worked on the buttons of Nick’s shirt and roughly yanked it off him.
‘Christ JJ, you’re eager aren’t you?’ Nick chuckled a little as JJ had barely got his shirt off before he started trying to get Nick out his trousers. JJ didn’t say anything, he just worked on getting Nick naked. Because it was either he had sex with Nick right now or he was going to dwell on the fact he’d seen George tonight and he may well crumble. Soon JJ had Nick naked and pressed into the wall as he kissed him fiercely.
‘That’s no fair, you’re still dressed.’ Nick panted into JJ’s lips. JJ smirked stepping backwards a little.
‘Let me give you a show.’ He licked his lips as he slowly started unbuttoning his shirt, so slow he could have been in slow-motion. Nick kept himself pressed against the wall and forgot how to breathe a little more with each button JJ undid. His tanned, toned skin was slowly coming into view and Nick was so hard, JJ watched his cock twitching. Once the shirt was undone he carefully pulled it off one arm, then the other and he wrapped it around Nick’s neck, pulling him close for another hard kiss and feeling Nick’s erection pressing into him. They both gasped a little. JJ pulled back and threw the shirt to the floor. He let his hand trail down his own torso slowly before he started toying with his zipper. He watched Nick lick his bottom lip and smirked again before undoing his trousers. He carefully pulled them over his hips, his ass and let them slide down his legs before he kicked them off. He let Nick watch him as be played with the waist band of his boxers.
‘These too?’ JJ murmured and Nick couldn’t speak, he could only nod. JJ chuckled a little as just as slowly as he’d taken everything else off he got rid of his underwear. Once he was fully naked he let Nick eye him up before he pressed his whole body against Nick’s so he could kiss him again. Their cocks rubbed together and the friction was enough to make them both moan in unison. JJ was kissing Nick with such force, cupping his firm ass really hard, harder than usual and Nick wondered what had come over him but he didn’t question it. JJ was far too gone to stop and worry about lube so he licked his fingers, covering them with salvia before pressing two to the outside of Nick’s hole.
‘I think you’ll be ok like this.’ JJ spoke into Nick’s neck as he nibbled on his flesh. He didn’t give Nick a chance to respond, not that he could if he tried, and JJ pushed two fingers inside him. He threw his head back groaning allowing JJ to better suck on his neck. He didn’t waste any time and started scissoring Nick straight away before swiftly adding a third finger. It was easy to forget about George, well not forget about him but there was certainly no way to confuse Nick for George. The two of them could not be more different. Maybe that’s why JJ had gone for Nick, because he was the polar opposite of George. Nick groaned again as JJ’s fingers moved inside him and JJ was fucking fed up of thinking about George. He pulled his fingers out quite roughly and spun Nick around so he was facing the wall and JJ didn’t give him any warning at all before he slammed into Nick hard, filling him up until he hit his prostate. Nick yelped a little.
‘Jesus Christ J why so rough?’ He groaned. So maybe JJ was taking his frustration at himself out on Nick and that probably wasn’t really very fair. But he was too far gone now to give a shit. He grabbed Nick’s shoulders and started pounding into him hard and fast and Nick was groaning in pleasure and whimpering a little in pain but JJ didn’t even seem to notice.
‘You love it rough.’ JJ groaned and his voice was so dark he didn’t recognise it. Nick whimpered again and started pumping himself, figuring JJ just needed to let off some steam and he couldn’t pretend that he wasn’t enjoying the roughness. It only took a few pumps on his dick before he came, all over their bedroom wall and wouldn’t that make a nice stain? JJ seemed to have extra stamina tonight as he kept pounding and pounding and suddenly Nick found himself face down in the bed and he really had no idea how it had happened. JJ was gripping his hips now as he stood behind him, thrusting harder and harder and Nick thought he was going to have a hard time walking tomorrow. He was almost relieved when he felt JJ’s cock twitching inside him, knowing that meant his boyfriends orgasm was close. And a couple more thrusts and he felt JJ’s come filling him up, JJ’s nails digging into his flesh as JJ moaned deeply. As soon as he’d expelled his load JJ slid out and fell down to the bed next to Nick panting heavily and his face flushed. And although Nick didn’t mention it, he could have sworn JJ had tears in his eyes.
‘You get more and more beautiful every day I swear. How do you do that?’ Greg smiled as he brushed George’s hair off his face. George’s eyes watered, because that was like something JJ would have said to him. Greg clearly noticed this because his smiled vanished.
‘Hey what’s wrong?’ He looked concerned and George sniffed back the tears plastering on a smile.
‘Nothing.’ He shook his head. ‘Why would something be wrong?’ He kissed Greg as if to try and prove his point.
‘Good.’ Greg smiled. ‘Must have been nice seeing JJ again.’ Greg kept stroking George’s hair, George loved his hair being stroked. Nice? George thought. Maybe that wasn’t the word for it. He should have maybe told JJ that he wasn’t going to mention to Greg that they used to date just in case JJ decided to mention it to Nick. Because then what if Nick mentioned it to Greg? Greg would think George had lied to him when that wasn’t strictly true. He just didn’t think it really mattered, it was way in the past now and Greg would no doubt worry for no reason because there was no way in hell that George and JJ were ever going to get back together. Because they wanted different things, that had been obvious all those years ago when JJ had decided he’d rather lose George than marry him. Or maybe it had been because George decided he would rather lose JJ than not marry him. He wasn’t sure anymore, it was a long time ago it had become a little hazy. All he knew was they wanted different things and it seemed pointless worrying Greg over nothing. He shouldn’t be thinking about that now anyway, not now he was in bed with his fiancée, the man that actually wanted to marry him. George realised he hadn’t responded to Greg because he’d gotten lost in his thoughts and he plastered on another smile.
‘Yeah sure, it was nice.’ He agreed. Greg just smiled and kissed him softly, so softly George’s lips barely registered the feeling. Greg’s fingers were a little lost in George’s thick curls and he could feel Greg’s growing erection pressing into his leg through Greg’s boxers. George stroked Greg’s arm.
‘Feeling amorous?’ He kissed Greg again, trying to wipe his mind of thoughts of JJ. Greg smiled, licking his bottom lip a little.
‘Can you blame me?’ He kissed him again, a little harder but still just softly enough. His tongue found it’s way into George’s mouth as he caressed his hair and he rolled on top of George. George let his fingers gently run over the soft skin of Greg’s back whilst Greg’s fingers continued to get further lost in George’s hair.
‘Love you.’ Greg whispered into George’s ear and he placed a few delicate kisses down George’s neck. George could cry.
‘I love you too.’ He murmured in reply. Greg’s other hand was searching between their bodies until it found George’s cock and he started stroking him through his underwear. George gasped a little, feeling his dick twitch. Greg’s hand slipped under the waist band and took hold of his shaft and gently stroked George in such a caring way. After a few strokes and managing to untangle his fingers from George’s hair, Greg repositioned himself so he could remove George’s underwear and sat up to remove his own. He bowed his head and placed soft kisses over George’s stomach and gently started stroking him again. George closed his eyes, moaning softly. He pictured JJ, he didn’t mean to, god he hadn’t thought about JJ in years he hated this. He opened his eyes again and Greg was smiling down at him. Still keeping hold of George’s length he managed to reach over to the bedside table and grab a bottle of lube and he handed it to George.
‘Coat my fingers.’ He murmured and held his other hand out so George could rub some lube on his other hand, the whole time Greg was stroking him in the most tender way. Once Greg’s fingers were coated his hand disappeared between George’s legs and he carefully let one finger slip passed George’s ring of muscles. George gasped. Greg was always so loving and tender with him, as though he were afraid that George might break. George didn’t mind, he loved the way Greg made him feel so cared for. Another finger joined the first and George groaned again, letting his hand wander until his found Greg’s erection and started stroking him carefully in the same way he was stroking him. Greg was always gentle in opening George up, as though every time was that first time and George appreciated that but sometimes he wanted more, sometimes he wanted Greg to tie him up or something and fuck him until he couldn’t walk. Like JJ used to do sometimes. But times like this when George was feeling a little vulnerable and little sad he liked Greg to be this way, to take care of him.
‘Are you ready Georgie?’ Greg asked softly bowing his head once more to place a few more kisses on George’s stomach. George just nodded, biting down on his lip. Greg smiled and let his fingers slide out and let go of George’s dick as he lined himself up. George felt the head of Greg’s dick pressing against his hole and then he was slowly pushing his way inside until he was in all the way. George instinctively wrapped his arms and legs tightly around Greg, pulling him down so he could kiss him as Greg started to move. They moved in a perfect rhythm together, after so long together you got used to how partner moved and Greg and George knew exactly how the other moved. Greg’s fingers were back in George’s hair now as he kissed him, thrusting inside George, hitting his prostate not too hard but just hard enough. George’s cock was twitching, rubbing between their bodies and with a low groan he came between them, covering them both in his hot, sticky come. Greg smiled kissing his forehead gently and continued to move in and out. George held on to Greg’s ass, pulling him deeper, making sure he was reaching all over George’s favourite, sensitive spots. He saw Greg’s eyes darken and George knew what that meant and seconds later Greg was biting his bottom lip and George felt himself being filled up by Greg. Both boys moaned together and Greg fell down on George panting. He carefully slipped out and rolled over. Still panting he put his arm around George and pulled him close so he could kiss his hair that was slightly damp from sweat. George curled into him.
‘I love you so much.’ Greg whispered into his hair. George bit his lip as JJ came back to his mind again.
‘I love you too.’ He croaked a little but Greg was already beginning to fall asleep. It was a good job too because a small tear escaped George’s eye.
George was sulking a little as Greg got ready to leave the house. He could see George pouting and looking up at him from the sofa with his large puppy dog eyes. Greg sighed and turned to face him.
‘Please stop looking at me like that, I feel like I’m abandoning you.’ Greg zipped his jacket up.
‘You are abandoning me.’ George whined. Greg chuckled a little and knelt down in front of George on the floor, putting his hands on his thighs.
‘Its only for a couple of weeks.’ Greg told him softly.
‘But I get lonely.’ George whined again. The night shift at the lab had been short staffed and so their supervisors had decided to use Greg and Nick to help cover for a few weeks while they hired more staff and it meant that George would have to spend nights alone at home and Greg would be sleeping during the day and they wouldn’t get to see much of each other.
‘We’ve lived here months now and you haven’t made any friends baby, you need to make friends.’ Greg kissed his forehead. He was still pouting but he knew Greg was right.
‘But but…’ He tried to argue but really he had nothing he could say. Greg took his hand and kissed it.
‘Why don’t you call JJ? You said you were going to. You two could go for a drink or something, save you moping about here all night.’ Greg stood back up now, he would be late at this rate.
‘I don’t wanna.’ George folded his arms across his chest. Greg rolled his eyes.
‘He told you you should call him.’ Greg reminded him. It was true JJ had said George should call him but George wasn’t sure it had been a completely genuine offer. Also George wasn’t entirely sure it would be safe for he and JJ to hang out alone especially with alcohol involved. It had been a few months now and the four of them quite often went on double dates, JJ was very much a part of George’s life again now and he had to admit it wasn’t easy. Every time he saw JJ he remembered all the things he’d missed about him, all the things he’d once loved about him. Maybe the things he still loved about him, he wasn’t sure. But it wasn’t getting any easier to have him back in his life.
‘Still don’t wanna.’ George whined again. Greg gave him a look, a look that told him to stop being such a child.
‘George.’ Greg raised his eyebrow. ‘The two of you used to be friends I don’t see why you are so adamant against calling him.’ Greg shook his head.
‘No one said we were friends, we were in a band together.’ George scoffed. George and JJ had both thought it was better to not tell their partners that they’d once been a couple, it seemed easier that way. And George tried to down play his and JJ’s former friendship as much as possible.
‘Oh for god sake you are impossible.’ Greg suddenly raised his voice which shocked George because Greg never raised his voice. ‘I am only trying to help why do you always have to be so difficult? If you would rather sit here all night and sulk rather than call JJ then that’s fine by me. But some of us actually have to work. If you remember what such a thing is.’ Greg grabbed his keys. George was suddenly up and marching across the room.
‘Excuse me? What the hell is that suppose to mean?’ George raised his voice now too coming over to Greg.
‘You know exactly what it means. You’ve never had to work a full time, hard grafting job in your life! You fell into the fucking band and you’ve been living off it ever since! Some of us don’t have that luxury.’ Greg was opening the front door now because he was a little scared what else he might say. George followed Greg out onto the driveway.
‘You didn’t seem to mind when you were living off my money for the first year of our relationship! Who pays the fucking mortgage on this lovely house aye Greg? Who is no doubt going to pay for our wedding? Me, that’s who. Because it might not be a typical job but being in the band was fucking hard work, long hours. I paid my dues.’ George was screaming now, he couldn’t believe Greg would say something like that to him. And Greg knew he’d been out of line, it was written all over his face.
‘Save it.’ George turned around and headed back towards the house. ‘Just fucking save it.’ And then the front door was slamming behind him and Greg wanted to punch himself. Why the hell had he said those things? He didn’t even mean any of it. He didn’t need to work, George could easily support them, Greg worked because he liked it. He liked to feel like he was making a contribution to his and George’s relationship. He just got a little frustrated sometimes because he hated how lonely George got when he wasn’t there and he just wanted George to be happy. Fuck he was going to have some serious making up to do tomorrow. Flowers and chocolates weren’t going to cut it this time.
'I am so fucking angry right now.' George finished his drink, shaking his head. JJ stifled a laugh but George noticed it. He scowled. 'Oh I'm glad you find this funny.'
‘I’m sorry it’s just that you’ve said that like ten times now. It’s starting to lose it’s meaning.’ JJ smirked. George scowled again. He’d been so angry at Greg that he’d called JJ up straight away and met him in the nearest bar. The only reason George had been so adamant against meeting JJ in the first place was because he was worried he still had feelings for him and he didn’t want to do anything to ruin what he had with Greg. Now he was so angry he didn’t even care.
‘He’s a dick. I can’t believe he would say something like that!’ George ran his fingers through his hair.
‘I’m sure he didn’t mean it. Just heat of the moment stuff. I mean come on you and me had some pretty horrendous arguments when we were…you know.’ JJ wished he hadn’t added the last part. He really didn’t need to bring up their past. George looked at him and his eyes suddenly went from angry to a little sad.
‘You never said anything quite that bad though.’ George croaked a little. JJ bit his lip, fuck he could so easily fall back into George’s arms and that scared the crap out of him, he was happy with Nick. So what he said next he said because he needed George to remember that JJ could be a dick too. He sipped his drink for a little more courage and then spoke.
‘I told you I didn’t want to marry you.’ His voice was low and quiet. George paled a little and for a second JJ thought he was going to cry. But George quickly shook it off and he started to laugh.
‘Yes, yes you did.’ How could he forget. ‘In that case you are both dicks.’ He ordered another drink.
‘You’ll calm down.’ JJ rolled his eyes and George looked back at him with a stern look on his face.
‘Don’t tell me what I’ll do.’ George was just being stubborn for the sake of it. Right now George just wanted to be angry, he didn’t care who at. JJ chuckled again, he knew it wouldn’t help but he couldn’t stop himself.
‘George.’ JJ smirked at him as George was sipping his new drink.
‘What?’ George grumbled.
‘Stop it, you’re acting like a child.’
‘You’re the one that’s acting like a child.’ George countered but he knew that sounded even more childish. JJ laughed shaking his head.
‘You haven’t changed a bit.’ JJ looked down into his drink but he could feel George’s eyes burning into the side of his face.
‘What’s that supposed to mean?’
JJ looked back at him.
‘I didn’t say it was a bad thing did I? You always take things the wrong way.’ JJ shook his head and George pouted.
‘George, please. If you’re going to keep this up I’m going home.’ JJ didn’t really mean that, but when you knew George as well as JJ still seemed to you knew this was the best way to deal with his silly moods. George was still pouting sulkily at JJ and JJ rolled his eyes, downed his drink and stood up from the table. ‘Right well see you later.’ Of course he wasn’t going to actually leave, he just had to make George think he was. He threw his jacket on and took all of five steps before…
‘JJ don’t go.’
JJ smirked but wiped it off his face before he turned back to look at George.
‘Are you going to stop whining?’ JJ raised his eyebrow. George bit his bottom lip nodding and JJ smiled and came back over to the table, shrugging his jacket back off.
‘What did I say, you haven’t changed a bit. I know exactly how you work Shelley.’ JJ ordered himself another drink now, letting that sink in with George. He could see George watching him.
‘You weren’t really going to go were you?’ George sighed.
‘Nope. Too easy.’ JJ grinned and George smacked him in the arm.
‘Not fair that you still know me so well.’ George started playing with his hands in his lap and JJ knew that meant George was feeling awkward. JJ reached out and put his hand on George’s arm.
‘We spent a lot of time together is all. Its hard to forget the little things about someone who…who…’ JJ exhaled, he shouldn’t finish that sentence. He took his hand off George’s arm but George was looking at him in that soft, doe like way that melted JJ’s heart.
‘Someone who what?’ George whispered. JJ’s heart was like putty as he stared into George’s big beautiful eyes. Fuck he was still so in love with him, that wasn’t fair at all.
‘Someone who once meant so much to me.’ JJ downed his drink, thinking that being drunk would help the situation, when really it would only make it ten times worse. ‘And still kinda does.’ He added and he shouldn’t have. But George’s face was lighting up in that magical way that JJ loved and it was worth it.
‘Really?’ George croaked a little and stupidly, it must have been the drink, JJ reached forward across the table and cupped George’s face.
‘Of course George. I really shouldn’t be saying this but…just because I didn’t want to marry you doesn’t mean I didn’t love you.’ JJ was staring deep in George’s eyes, holding on to his face. And for a moment George felt as though he was right where he was meant to be. But it wasn’t where he was meant to be, he was meant to be with Greg. George swallowed and moved backwards a little out of JJ’s touch.
‘But you didn’t want to commit to me.’ George took a sip of his drink mostly because he didn’t want JJ to see that his lip was quivering.
‘I never once said that George.’ JJ looked a little sad. ‘It was never about the commitment, I would have happily stayed with you forever. I just didn’t want to get married.’ It was horrible dragging all this up again. They’d never really had a chance to speak about it, the last time they saw each other they had a huge fight and broken up and George had never answered JJ’s calls again. And eventually JJ had had to stop trying.
‘Does Nick know you don’t want to get married?’ George’s question took JJ back a little, he hadn’t expected him to ask that. But JJ bit his lip and nodded.
‘Yeah he knows. After what happened with us I figured it’s something that needs to be discussed in a relationship.’ JJ sighed a little.
‘And he’s ok with it?’
‘He is now. He always wanted to get married, I think he’s a bit more bummed about not having kids but I guess he…he uhm…’ JJ trailed off because he didn’t want to finish that sentence. George swallowed and decided to finish it for him.
‘He’d rather have you than have those things?’ George croaked.
‘Yeah I guess so.’ JJ was croaking too.
‘Unlike me.’ George spoke under his breath but JJ still heard him. Suddenly JJ’s hand was reaching across the table and he put it on top of George’s.
‘Its ok.’ George shook his head. ‘I’m glad you found him.’ He faked a smile, wriggling his hand out from under JJ’s.
‘And I’m glad you found Greg.’
They were silent for a little while after that while they finished their drinks. Once George’s glass was empty he sighed.
‘Maybe we should go, I think we need to ease ourselves back into this hanging out thing.’ He smiled softly. JJ chuckled a little.
‘Yeah you’re probably right. I’ll walk you home.’ JJ stood up putting his jacket on. George raised and eyebrow at him.
‘I’m not a child JJ.’ He snarled a little.
‘George.’ JJ gave him a look. ‘Just let me walk you home for god sake.’
George shoved his hands down in to his jeans pockets as he and JJ stood somewhat awkwardly on his front door step. How did you say goodnight to your ex? JJ bit his bottom lip and briefly looked up at the night sky before looking back at George.
‘Thanks for walking me home.’ George shrugged for a lack of anything better to say.
‘No worries. We should do this again sometime. I mean not the awkward standing on your front porch thing but you know, the drink thing.’ JJ babbled a little, of course George knew what he meant, why did he have to ramble like that? George smiled and nodded, pulling his key out his pocket.
‘Well goodnight then.’ George turned away from JJ because the stars were reflecting in his eyes and it was making George want to kiss him because he looked so damn beautiful.
‘George.’ JJ grabbed George’s arm and turned him back to face him.
‘I’ve really missed you.’ He said and he knew he shouldn’t have. George sighed a little.
‘JJ don’t.’ George shook his head. ‘Please don’t.’
‘I’m sorry George but it’s true. I’ve never stopped missing you.’ JJ hung his head.
‘JJ we can’t keep bringing up the past ok? It’s too difficult.’ George swallowed hard. This was killing him.
‘I know, I know.’ JJ looked back at him and the stars were back in his eyes and it was so unfair. Everything was so unfair. ‘I am happy with Nick I really am but seeing you again…’
‘Don’t please.’ George pleaded, his eyes were filling up with tears. ‘JJ it took me a really long time to get over you, I’m still not sure that I am completely over you. I still wake up in the night sometimes in a cold sweat, tears streaming down my face because I’ve had a dream about you. I thought you and I were forever and sometimes I still wish we were together. But we’re not. You’ve got Nick and he’s a great guy. And I’m getting married.’ George swallowed again. ‘So if we’re going to hang out and try and be friends then there can’t be anymore talk about the past ok? We need to just forget that we have a past ok? I mean obviously we have a past with the band and that’s fine but as far as you and I go…there never was a you and I yeah?’
JJ knew what George was saying was right and that it was for the best for them to just pretend like it had never happened but it wasn’t that easy when every time he looked at George all those memories came flooding back. He sighed.
‘Yeah sure ok.’ JJ agreed although he didn’t really want to.
‘Thank you.’ George turned back to unlock the door again. ‘Goodnight JJ.’ He spoke over his shoulder as he opened the door.
‘This is so lame.’ JJ shook his head looking at George with a raised eyebrow. ‘Can we do something else?’ It was Saturday night and Greg and Nick were on the night shift again and JJ and George were at JJ’s house playing scrabble.
‘What other games do you have?’ George asked with a smile but JJ sighed.
‘I don’t mean like I want to play a different game. Let’s go out! It’s a Saturday night, we’re young and our partners are at work. We should be out not here playing bloody scrabble.’ JJ rolled his eyes.
‘But I like scrabble.’
‘You’re old before your time.’ JJ stood up from the sofa. ‘Lets go to a casino!’
‘A casino?’ George turned in the chair so he could look at George.
‘Please don’t tell me you’ve lived in Vegas for all these months and you haven’t been to a casino?’ JJ folded his arms.
‘Uhm…no I haven’t.’ Was he supposed to have?
‘Have you even been to the Strip Georgie?’
‘I’ve driven down it a few times.’ George shrugged but the look on JJ’s face told him it didn’t count.
‘Oh George.’ JJ sighed again and grabbed George’s arm to pull him up. ‘We are going to a casino.’
‘I can’t go dressed like this.’ George looked down at his ripped jeans and old hoody. JJ was grinning.
‘I’ve got clothes you can wear.’
‘Stop making excuses, we’re going.’ JJ wasn’t taking no for an answer and George remembered all too well that JJ always got his own way. So there really wasn’t any point arguing it.
Greg ran his fingers through his hair as he sat on the edge of the bed.
‘This is so wrong.’ He muttered. Nick smiled at him and came and sat down next to him.
‘It’ll be fine.’ He put his arm around Greg’s shoulders.
‘My fiancée thinks I’m at work and here I am hauled up in some seedy motel with you.’ God Greg couldn’t deal with a guilty conscious.
‘I didn’t force you to come here.’ Nick pulled him closer with a smile and then he kissed Greg hard.
‘Do you not feel bad cheating on JJ?’ Greg pulled a face. He really wasn’t the cheating kind and he loved George but god there was something so damn irresistible about Nick. Nick shrugged and kissed him again.
‘Yeah I guess it’s just…’ Nick sighed now. ‘Don’t get me wrong I love JJ but…I’m not in love with him. Not the way I should be after two years with him anyway.’ Nick knew that wasn’t an excuse to cheat but he couldn’t help himself.
‘I’m supposed to be getting married, I shouldn’t be doing this.’ Greg shook his head but he made no attempt to leave. ‘You know in the whole time I’ve been with George I’ve never so much as looked at another guy. Until I met you.’ Greg kissed Nick again, he just couldn’t help it, he was like a moth and Nick was the flame. He was just drawn to him.
‘It’ll be ok.’ Nick tried to sooth him as he laid Greg down on the bed and climbed on top of him. He didn’t really believe that it was going to be ok but he was horny and Greg was fucking gorgeous. He really couldn’t stop himself if he tried.
‘I am seriously crap at this.’ George groaned stepping back from the roulette table and swaying a little. So he was quite drunk and he’d lost a lot of money. This didn’t seem like his night.
‘It’s a game of luck George, you can’t be crap.’ JJ laughed and he slung his arm around George’s shoulders. He shouldn’t have, he blamed the alcohol.
‘Well I have crap luck then. Let’s just go, I’ve lost far too much money tonight.’ George was leaning into JJ, whether he realised that it not. JJ smiled at him but he was shaking his head.
‘I want to go dancing.’ He slurred a little.
‘No, no way.’ George shook his head. ‘I’m too drunk for dancing.’
‘You can never be too drunk for dancing. In fact I think you have to be drunk for dancing.’ JJ squeezed George’s shoulder and then let him go. ‘Come on there’s this great little place down the Strip.’ He was taking George by the hand now and leading him towards the exit of he casino. And George should have said no but there was something about the feeling of JJ holding his hand that made George powerless to do anything but agree.
He rested his head on JJ’s shoulder breathing in his scent which was probably a bad idea. He smelt divine. JJ was holding George’s waist as they swayed to the music feeling maybe the happiest he had been in a really long time. George always felt so good in his arms. It was almost as though he was made to fit there. If George stopped to think about what he was doing then he would not have been letting JJ hold him in this way but a combination of the alcohol and the way JJ smelt so amazing was clouding his judgement.
‘I wonder what Jaymi and Josh are doing with themselves these days.’ George mused out loud suddenly having a thought of his other former band mates. It was only because George was right next to his ear that JJ heard him over the music.
‘I think I heard Josh had a kid.’ JJ replied. One his hands had moved from George’s hip and was now stroking his back. ‘Not sure about Jaymi though.’
‘Its weird isn’t it?’ George pulled back a little so he could look at JJ. ‘That we were once all so close and now…I don’t even remember the last time I spoke to either of them.’ George looked a little sad by this. JJ smiled.
‘I guess life has a way of pulling people apart. It all happens for a reason.’ JJ shrugged. George’s arms were wrapped tightly around JJ’s neck and he loved it. George always clung so tightly to him as though he was afraid he might disappear. ‘I mean take us…do you not think that maybe there’s a reason we run into each other again?’
George’s heart skipped a beat. Of course he thought that, George was a huge believer in fate and destiny and since JJ had been back in his life he had thought of nothing but why. Why was he back? What did this mean? He nodded a little.
‘Yeah I think you’re right but…but…’ But the obviously reason for fate bringing them back into each other’s lives was unthinkable. Because nothing had changed, they still wanted different things so what possible reason could there be for this? JJ’s hand was on George’s cheek now, stroking his skin softly.
‘You’re so beautiful.’ The words were out before JJ had meant them to. George quickly shot backwards out of JJ’s grasp.
‘JJ no, don’t.’ He was shaking his head. ‘Don’t start this again, I can’t!’
JJ stepped forward and cupped George’s face with both hands.
‘I’m sorry George I know we said we’d leave the past buried but you are just…I just…’
‘Stop!’ A small tear escaped George’s eye and he suddenly felt deathly sober. ‘You can’t do this to me, not again!’ And then George turned on his heels and he ran. He pushed passed people on the dance floor and by the time he emerged on the street he was a little out of breath. JJ caught up to him and grabbed George by the arm.
‘George please wait.’ He kept hold of his arm because he was afraid he would run again. The Strip was bustling, lights, people, cars everywhere. But when JJ looked at George in that way it was like they were the only two people in the world.
‘JJ please stop doing this to me, it’s not fair.’ George was really crying now, because nothing about this situation was fair. He was with Greg and he loved Greg, at least he always thought he did. And JJ was with Nick and JJ didn’t want to marry him and Greg did. This was so bloody unfair.
‘George I know we said we wouldn’t talk about the past but please, I just need to say one thing.’ JJ’s eyes were pleading with George and George knew he should say no because no good could come of what JJ was going to say but George found himself nodding.
‘Fine but then we never talk about it again.’ George sniffed, wiping the sleeve of JJ’s shirt that he was wearing over his tear dampened face. JJ bit his bottom lip and finally let go of George’s arm but he was quickly slipping his fingers into George’s hand.
‘We never got to talk ok, after the break up you never let me explain.’ A few of JJ’s tears fell now. George had only ever seen JJ cry a handful of times. It was strange. ‘I never stopped caring about you, just because I don’t want to get married it never meant my feelings for you were any different. And maybe if I had a chance to go back and do it all again, if I really realised that by saying I didn’t want to marry you meant losing you then I would…’
‘No JJ, no. Please don’t say…’
‘If I could do it all again, I would have married you in a heart beat if it meant not losing you.’
George was looking at JJ wide eyed and for a second he had no idea what George was thinking. But then George snapped his hand out of JJ’s and stepped backwards.
‘Fuck you.’ He spat through a clenched jaw. ‘Fuck you JJ! Why…why…what the fuck is the point in telling me that now?’ He was shouting, his face was red with anger. ‘Is that supposed to fucking help? As if it wasn’t hard enough seeing you again after all these years and I have to keep telling myself that I’m happy with Greg and that you and I want different things so it wouldn’t matter anyway. Then you have to say something like that?’
‘Shut up I’m not finished!’ George yelled. ‘Do you have any fucking idea how hard it was for me to hear that the love of my life didn’t want to marry me? Do you know how many nights I spent crying, how many days I spent in bed because I physically didn’t have the strength to get up because my heart was in tatters? Getting over you was the most difficult thing, I had to piece my fucking heart back together, to force myself to get on with my life without you in it. And then you say that if you could go back and do it again you would have married me? So all that fucking pain and heartache I suffered would have been utterly pointless? Fuck you. I knew I couldn’t do this, I can’t be your friend. I hate you JJ, I hate you so fucking much.’ George was sobbing hysterically and people were looking at him but he really couldn’t care less. JJ reached to touch him but in his rage George slapped him hard around the face.
‘Don’t touch me.’ George growled and then he turned to walk away. ‘You have no idea what you did to me do you?’ George called over his shoulder. ‘You ruined my fucking life.’ And then George ran and JJ’s legs wouldn’t carry him to follow. In fact JJ’s legs gave up all together and he fell to the floor in the middle of the street and he cried. He cried and he cried for a really long time. He hadn’t just ruined George’s life, he’d ruined his own.
George heard the bedroom door open and he pulled the duvet further up under his chin. Greg sat down on the bed and put his hand on George’s shoulder.
‘Are you actually planning on getting up today lazybones?’ He chuckled a little, stroking little circles on George through the sheets. George shook his head.
‘Oh come on I wanted us to do something. I feel like we haven’t spent any time together in ages.’
‘Yeah well who’s faults that?’ George grunted and wriggled free of Greg’s hand.
‘George don’t be like that.’
‘Leave me alone.’ George picked up the pillow and put it over his face. None of this Greg’s fault, it wasn’t Greg’s fault George was still so in love with JJ and that he’d somehow gotten his heart broken all over again by him.
‘Fine I’m going out.’ Greg stood back up and left the room swiftly slamming the bedroom door shut behind him. And George wished he could muster the energy to care. He really did.
Four Years Ago
'JJ, I think we need to talk.' George croaked a little. It had been nearly a month since Jaymi and Olly's wedding and they hadn't mentioned the conversation they'd had that day since. JJ put the magazine down he'd been reading and looked up at George.
‘What about?’ He smiled softly but then he noticed George’s sad expression and he knew.
‘You know…’ George croaked again. JJ sighed a little and stood up.
‘Do you really not want to get married?’ George had been doing a lot of thinking the last few weeks, especially now the band was over and he was forced to think about the future. JJ was biting his bottom lip.
‘No.’ He shook his head, what else could he say? A small tear escaped his eye.
‘Then what are we doing here J?’ He sniffed. JJ took George’s hand, it was ice cold and shaking a little.
‘What do you mean?’
‘I mean what is the point of this, of us, if we don’t have a future?’ George’s heart was aching as he spoke. This was so painful.
‘George I didn’t say we don’t have a future, just that marriage isn’t part of my future.’ He used his other hand to brush at George’s tears. He saw George’s breath hitch.
‘Its a part of mine though.’ He stepped backwards away from JJ.
‘George please don’t.’ JJ had tears forming in his eyes.
‘JJ I can’t be with you if we don’t have a future.’
‘George I never said…’
‘Do you think you’ll ever change your mind? Do you think you’ll ever want to get married?’ George cut him off. JJ sniffed, biting his lip again. Then he shook his head.
‘No I don’t think I will.’ He told him.
‘And I won’t change my mind about wanting to get married.’ Was this it? Was this the end?
‘George we can work this out, please this doesn’t have to be the end!’ JJ begged, he couldn’t lose George. He’d already lost the band, Jaymi and Josh; he couldn’t lose George too.
‘JJ, do you want to marry me?’ George was looking him dead in the eyes and that’s when JJ’s first tear fell. He inhaled heavily, exhaled even heavier.
‘Answer the question.’ George interrupted. ‘Do you want to marry me?’
JJ looked like he was thinking about this but they both knew the answer.
‘No George.’ He shook his head, tears now streaming down his face. ‘I don’t want to marry you.’
George’s breath caught in his throat. It was over. This was it.
‘Then I have to go.’ George turned around and headed to the front door.
‘George don’t leave me!’ JJ called after him sobbing.
‘I’m sorry J. I can’t be with someone who doesn’t want what I want.’
‘Goodbye.’ George opened the door.
‘Its over!’ George was shouting now and it was weird. ‘Its fucking over!’ He shouted and then he left. And JJ never heard from him again.
Greg was staring at the ceiling in silence. Nick knew something was wrong. He wrapped his arm around Greg’s waist and pulled him closer, kissing his sweat dampened forehead.
‘What’s wrong? Not normally so sad after I fuck you.’ He laughed a little stroking Greg’s hair off his face. Greg sighed.
‘I think George knows I’m cheating on him.’ He kept his eyes fixed on the motel room ceiling. Nick frowned.
‘What do you mean?’ He pulled Greg even closer.
‘He’s been really off with me recently, snapping at me all the time. We never used to argue. I think he knows.’ Greg lolled his head to the side to look at Nick now.
‘Would he not have just told you if he knew?’ Nick questioned but Greg was shaking his head.
‘George really isn’t the confrontational type.’
‘I think you’re being paranoid. How would he know?’ Nick kissed him softly to try and calm him.
‘What if he’d called the lab looking for me? He would have found out all the night shift stuff was a load of crap. And there’s only one reason someone would lie about something like that.’ Greg sighed.
‘Seriously I think you are worrying over nothing.’ Nick kissed his cheek. ‘This is eating me alive. To have to go home and lie to him, always on edge in case he can smell you on me.’
‘We can stop if you like.’ Nick smiled a little knowing what the answer would be.
‘No, no. I don’t want that.’ Greg snuggled in closer.
‘Good.’ Nick smiled brighter. ‘Look, no pressure or anything but I just thought you should know that I’m going to break up with JJ.’
‘What? Because of me?’ Greg’s eyes watered a little. Nick bit his lip.
‘Yes and no. I’m not asking you to break up with George, and if you want to stay with him, if he’s your choice then that’s fine. But being with you has made me realise that JJ just isn’t what I want.’ Nick shrugged and he saw Greg sigh.
‘I don’t know if I can end things with George.’ He bit his lip but Nick was smiling.
‘As I say, that’s your call. But I do think you and me could be really happy together.’ Nick held Greg’s face gently and kissed him with such passion Greg felt like he was on fire. George had never kissed him like that.
‘You’ve given me a lot to think about Stokes.’ Greg half-smiled.
‘Don’t hurt your head.’ Nick teased and he reached over to the bedside table and flicked off the lamp.
‘Goodnight Greg.’ He placed one last gentle kiss on Greg’s forehead.
‘Goodnight Nick.’ And Greg knew Nick was right, they could be really happy together.
The crime lab was bustling. People were running about all over the place and George wondered for a minute if he was invisible. No one actually seemed to notice him. He bit his bottom lip feeling like a spare part. Did no one care a random person was just wandering about?
‘You look lost.’ A voice came from behind George and he spun and met the gaze of a really tall African-American man with the brightest green eyes George had ever seen. He was smiling a really soft smile at George.
‘Uhm yeah kind of.’ He shrugged stupidly. ‘I’m looking for someone.’
‘Who might you be looking for?’ The guy chuckled a little and George was starting to wonder why he’d bothered coming here. He’d just been so miserable thinking about JJ and he felt bad for taking it out on Greg and needed to apologise. So he’d driven to the crime lab in the middle of the night to do just that.
‘My uhm…boyfriend…Greg. Greg Sanders.’ George shoved his hands in his pockets. Did other peoples partners visit the lab? Was he going to make Greg look silly in front of his colleagues?
‘Ah so you’re Sanders better half.’ The man chuckled again. ‘I’m Warrick Brown.’ He did a kind of wave at George and George just nodded. He’d heard Greg mention the name. ‘But uhm…Sanders works day shift and it’s like…’ Warrick looked at his watch. ‘2 am.’ He frowned a little and so did George.
‘Yeah I know but uhm…him and Nick have been helping out on night shift the last few weeks right?’ George’s heart was beating hard because Warrick was frowning like George was taking another language. ‘Right?’ He repeated. Warrick shrugged sadly, running his fingers through his hair.
‘I don’t know what to tell you. If they are…they’ve been keeping it well under wraps.’ Warrick looked on sadly at George. George felt a little dizzy, like the walls were closing in on him.
‘So…let me just clarify…’ George swallowed hard. ‘Neither Greg nor Nick have been helping out on night shift?’
Warrick knew what was going on, his ex wife had cheated on him, he knew what the lies were like. And he wanted to tell George that he was joking, of course they were they were just out on a case. But he didn’t want to get roped into their lies.
‘I’m sorry, no.’ He shook his head. George was hyperventilating. ‘You want some water? You look a little pale?’
‘No.’ George walked passed Warrick, heading for the exit. ‘No water.’ He muttered under his breath.
‘Are you sure?’ Warrick called after him but George just shook his head and kept walking.
He was so dizzy and confused he couldn’t find his car even though there was only about seven other cars in the lot. So he walked. He walked the five or so miles to JJ’s house. He thought maybe he should be crying, because his fiancée was cheating on him but he couldn’t. He felt numb.
He knocked lightly on JJ’s front door and waited for the answer. When JJ opened the door he looked tired and confused. He’d woken him up, of course he had. And also they hadn’t seen each other since the night they fought in the street.
‘George, what are you doing here?’ JJ stifled a yawn. He was dressed in just his boxers and an old t-shirt.
‘Is Nick here?’ George’s voice was robotic. JJ rubbed his eyes.
‘No he’s at work. What’s going on?’
‘Fuck.’ And then George crumbled. He’d hoped it had just been a misunderstanding, that maybe Warrick had just gotten it wrong. But he hadn’t. George fell to JJ’s porch sobbing heavily, his tears coming out of nowhere.
‘George what’s wrong?’ JJ threw himself down and wrapped his arm around George. ‘George talk to me.’
‘I drove him away! This is my fault I drove him away.’ George sobbed, his whole body shaking.
‘What? What’s happened?’
Suddenly George looked at him with a frown and he was darting back up again.
‘No actually this is your fault!’ He shouted pointing at JJ.
‘What’s my fault?’ What was going on?
‘Greg is cheating on me! And it’s your fucking fault because you just had to turn back up in my fucking life and ruin everything all over again didn’t you? The first time wasn’t enough. I’ve been treating him like shit because you have been fucking with my head and now…now he’s found someone else!’
JJ wanted to argue that it wasn’t really his fault. He hadn’t hunted George down, he hadn’t deliberately ended up back in George’s life. He couldn’t help that he was still in love with George and he also couldn’t help that George clearly still had feelings for him. But JJ didn’t say any of that. He didn’t want to make George angrier.
‘Just calm down George, how do you know he’s cheating on you?’ It was cold out and JJ had next to nothing on.
‘Because I went to the lab and he wasn’t there. I felt so bad for the way I’d been treating him that I wanted to go and apologise but he wasn’t there. He hasn’t even been working the night shift!’ George’s whole body was shaking with his sobs. JJ frowned.
‘That can’t be right, even Nick said he’d been working the night shift with Greg.’ He shook his head.
‘Oh sorry, I forgot the best part.’ George said sarcastically. ‘Nick hasn’t been working the night shift either.’
JJ’s face went pale. He started at George mouth open, shaking his head.
‘No, that’s not true…he couldn’t have…’
‘Its true JJ. My fiancée and your boyfriend are sleeping together.’ George sniffed sounding a little less angry.
‘No I don’t believe it. There’s got to be some kind of explanation.’
‘What other explanation could there be? Why else would they lie?’ George watched as JJ was running back in the house and he followed him. He stood in silence while JJ made a phone call. He put it on speaker phone so George could hear.
‘Hello?’ Nick’s voice croaked down the phone.
‘Nick hi. Why do you sound sleepy?’ JJ’s voice was void of any emotion.
‘I uhh…long shift you know.’
‘Right uhm yeah so…where are you?’ JJ was biting his lip.
‘Just at the lab.’
George wanted to scream that he was lying, he’d just been there himself.
‘With Greg?’ JJ asked now.
‘Urh not right now.’ The confusion was apparent in his voice.
‘Look I should go J, as I say busy shift and all that.’
‘Yeah. Busy.’ JJ croaked.
‘I’ll see you in a few hours.’ Nick told him. ‘Love you.’
‘Bye.’ JJ hung up and then he threw his phone against the wall.
‘Fuck it’s true.’ He fell to the sofa and George was suddenly at his side.
‘How could they do this to us?’
JJ instinctively put his arm around George’s shoulders and George’s head fell on to JJ’s shoulder.
‘They’re idiots.’ JJ’s fingers were running up and down George’s arm and even through his hoody it felt wonderful.
‘Are you not sad?’ George sniffed, because JJ wasn’t crying, he wasn’t a mess like George. He heard JJ sigh.
‘I’m angry.’ JJ had to refrain from kissing George’s curls. ‘If I knew where he was right now I’d go over there and kick his ass. But I’m not sad.’
George lifted his head to look at JJ and JJ made sure to keep his arm tightly around him.
‘Why not?’ George sounded like a small, scared child and JJ just wanted to look after him. He wanted to kick Greg’s ass too for making George cry.
‘Because…’ JJ was staring deep into George’s eyes. ‘Its not him I’m in love with.’ JJ shrugged a little. George just stared at him. ‘Maybe I should be sad and maybe I should I be hurt because Nick’s cheating on me but I’m not. What really hurts is seeing you so sad.’ JJ used his other hand to carefully stroke George’s tears off his face.
‘Wow.’ George croaked a little. His tears had seemed to stop for now and JJ was getting rid of the little trails down his face. ‘I uhm…’
‘I’m sorry I know I shouldn’t have said that but it’s true.’
‘I’m sorry I blamed you for this. It’s not your fault.’ George wasn’t sure what to say so this seemed wisest. JJ smiled a little.
‘Its ok. I know you didn’t mean it.’ He kept his hand on George’s cheek even when his face was dry. George never wanted him to move it.
‘And also while we’re on apologies.’ George took a deep breath. ‘I spent years blaming you for what happened between us, because you didn’t want to marry me but I was just as much to blame. I didn’t let you explain I just ran and I should have taken your calls, I should have spoken to you but I was being stupid and stubborn. And then you stopped calling and I didn’t blame you for that, I would have done too. I just thought it would be easier to pass the blame, I didn’t want to believe that it could have been my fault that I lost you.’ George was biting his lip and JJ smiled. George never took the blame for things. He had never expected George to admit this to him. JJ nodded.
‘We were both idiots.’ JJ agreed.
‘I guess I just always thought that we’d find our way back to each other, that you’d turn up again in my life and everything would be ok again. And then you did…but then it was too late.’ George hung his head a little but JJ steered his chin up so he would look at him.
‘Who says it’s too late?’ JJ whispered and George’s heart skipped a beat.
‘Do you think it isn’t?’ George bit his lip and JJ was shaking his head.
‘I don’t think it’s ever too late. Not when you’re in love. You do still love me don’t you George?’ JJ’s voice was so comforting, so was the feeling of his hand on George’s cheek.
‘Are you trying to take advantage of me when I’m vulnerable Hamblett?’ George teased a little and JJ’s smile widened.
‘You’re always vulnerable.’ JJ chuckled. ‘But that’s just one of the many things I love about you. Because it means I get to take care of you.’ JJ tightened his hold on George and George felt like his whole world was on fire.
‘Its not your job to take care of me anymore J.’ George sighed.
‘Maybe not, but when your fiancée decides to fuck you around, I am making it my job. Because getting to be the one that puts a smile on your face is the best feeling in the whole world.’
And it worked because George smiled.
‘JJ,’ George whispered but JJ put his finger to George’s lips.
‘You don’t have to say it. I know you love me.’ JJ had an all knowing look on his face and George pouted a little raising his eyebrow.
‘Oh yeah?’ George smirked a little.
‘Yeah. I can see it on your face every time you look at me.’
‘So what are you going to do about it?’ George’s smirk grew. JJ was cupping his face with both hands now and he brought George a little closer to him.
‘For starters…I’m going to kiss you.’ It wasn’t a question but he waited to see George’s response before he actually did it. George blushed and then nodded. JJ breathed a sigh of relief and then inched closer to George and pressed his lips into his, carefully at first, as if getting a feel for him again. George leant into JJ, wrapping his arms around JJ’s neck and soon JJ was kissing his way into George’s mouth and George let him in. JJ hungrily explored George’s mouth, it was still such familiar territory despite how many years it had been. He kept one hand on George’s face and the other was diving into George’s thick, luscious curls. They were still as soft as ever. Gasping for air JJ pulled back after a few minutes but he didn’t go far, he leant his forehead against George’s. George noticed that JJ now had unshed tears behind his eyes.
‘What’s wrong?’ George whispered lovingly, letting his fingers dance across the skin on the back of JJ’s neck.
‘I am just so happy right now. I’ve missed you so much Georgie.’ A small tear escaped and it made George’s heart swell. He had no idea he could make someone so happy he could reduce them to tears.
‘I’ve missed you too, I never realised quite how much until right now.’ George kissed him softly. ‘And you were right by the way. I am still so in love with you J.’
JJ kissed George again a little harder. That was the greatest thing he’d ever heard anyone say.
‘Oh god George I love you so damn much.’ He kissed him harder and laid George down on the sofa, laying on top of him. This is exactly where he should be, where he should have always been. George’s hands wandered under JJ’s t-shirt and the feeling of George’s long, slender fingers running over his skin made goose bumps flare and JJ gasped a little into George’s mouth.
‘Are you sure you want to do this?’ JJ murmured but George was nodding.
‘I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.’ George was pulling JJ closer and kissed him again. He knew this was bad, that just because Greg was cheating didn’t mean George should too but this was JJ and if truth be told George had struggled to keep his hands off him for this long. George was pulling JJ free of his t-shirt as JJ unzipped George’s hoody and removed that and his shirt so their flesh could melt together in that glorious way it always used to. JJ’s erection was visible through the fabric of his underwear and he could feel George’s cock pressing into him and he needed to get the younger boy out of those jeans right this instant. He got them undone and George arched his back so JJ could slide them over hips and off his legs. Once they were both just in their boxers George wrapped his legs tightly around JJ’s waist while JJ kissed all over George’s neck and collarbones. He tasted the same, just of George. JJ couldn’t stand the material in the way, even though it was only a flimsy amount he needed to feel George’s dick rub against his and George certainly didn’t complain when JJ stripped off first his own and then George’s underwear.
‘You are seriously the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.’ JJ said looking down on George once he was naked. He carefully let his finger trail down the centre of George’s torso and briefly came to a stop at George’s waistline. George was rocking his hips a little, desperate for JJ to touch him. JJ smiled, biting his bottom lip and cautiously took George’s shaft in his hand and even that was enough to make George hiss. He started moving, stroking George slowly at first and listening to the way he moaned softly yet deeply. JJ closed his eyes, just the sensation of touching George was almost too much. He felt exactly how he remembered him feeling and JJ could cry, really cry because George was so perfect and beautiful and god JJ loved him more than he ever thought it was possible to love someone. And he knew in that moment that he would do everything in his power to keep George this time. He was never letting this boy go. He heard George groan as he felt a bead of precum leak onto his hand and then his eyes shot open again when he felt George’s hand wrapping around his cock. George smiled sweetly at JJ and started stroking him in time with JJ’s strokes. It was almost too much already, JJ didn’t think he would have a chance in hell of stemming his orgasm much longer. Because George knew JJ’s body better than anyone and he knew exactly how JJ liked to be touched and JJ could feel he was close. As if George could tell what he was thinking he bit his lip, his head rocking back against the arm of the sofa.
‘I’m close too J.’ He panted and JJ just nodded. He used his other hand to caress George’s chest and George reached up and hooked his hand around the back of JJ’s head, pulling him down for a kiss. The kiss was what pushed JJ over the edge and groaned as he came between their bodies, his hot come covering them both.
‘Oh fuck.’ George panted as he felt JJ’s come on his stomach and he too came, their salty come mixing together on their skin along with their sweat. JJ practically fell on top of George and continued to kiss him while panting.
‘God George I love you so much.’ Pathetically JJ was crying, really crying now. He would have been embarrassed had it been anyone else. But it was George and George was smiling at him, stroking his hair.
‘I know you do, and I love you.’ George murmured and a little tear of his own escaped. ‘Oh god what are we like?’ George laughed a little as JJ cuddled closer to him.
‘Just two fools in love.’ JJ smiled through his tears. George was stroking his hair still.
‘I could stay here forever.’ George told him but JJ sensed the but.
‘But…’ He bit his lip.
‘But Nick could be home any minute and you know…two wrongs don’t really make a right do they?’ George shrugged. JJ nodded. He was staring intently at George and George had a feeling he knew what JJ was thinking.
‘J…it’s ok to ask.’ George whispered and JJ frowned a little.
‘Ask what?’ He asked but they both knew what George meant.
‘You want to know if I’m going to leave Greg.’
JJ kissed George’s lips, then he kissed his cheek. Yes he did want to know that, George could read him like a book.
‘Well yeah I guess it crossed my mind. And it also crossed my mind that I am going to leave Nick.’
George’s heart swelled but it sunk at the same time and it was JJ’s turn to read George.
‘And now you’re wondering if we have a future.’
‘Can you blame me?’ George sighed a little and JJ shook his head.
‘We can have whatever future you want little monkey.’ He pressed his lips into George’s. George’s heart melted but at the same time he felt a little sick. Because it was a really fucking scary prospect letting the man that broke your heart back into your life. And George wasn’t sure he was ready for that.
George hadn’t slept a wink. He’d been awake when Greg slipped in just after 5am but had pretended otherwise. There was so much going on in his head that sleep just wouldn’t come. He eventually dragged himself out of bed around eleven, took a long shower and waited in the kitchen drinking cup after cup of coffee until Greg got up.
He was boiling the kettle again when he heard Greg pad downstairs and he soon felt Greg’s arms wrapping around him from behind. George’s whole body tensed and was that Nick’s cologne he could smell on Greg? It certainly wasn’t Greg’s.
‘Morning beautiful.’ Greg kissed George’s neck. ‘Oh couldn’t make me cup could you?’ He yawed a little. George wanted to throw the boiling water in his face.
‘No.’ He grumbled, wriggling free of Greg’s hold. He heard Greg sigh.
‘Oh good you’re still in a mood.’ Greg rolled his eyes and walked back across the kitchen. ‘I’m going to shower, let me know me know if you decide to cheer up.’ He grunted. He was really getting fed up of George acting like this all the time. George was surprised how calm he was being.
‘I came to the lab last night.’ George was amazed how steady his voice was. He didn’t sound sad or angry. He sounded completely calm. Greg froze as he reached the doorway and slowly turned back around. George still had his back to him. Greg watched as George poured milk into his mug and stirred it. He couldn’t know surely? He wouldn’t be acting this calm if he knew. He noticed a wet patch on the top of George’s t-shirt from where his wet hair had been dripping on it. Slowly George turned around to face him holding his coffee mug. He leant back against the counter, his facial expression was unreadable.
‘Oh uhm no one told me.’ Greg scratched he back of his head. George sipped his coffee before looking back at Greg.
‘Well that’s probably because you haven’t been there.’ George shrugged. Greg’s blood ran cold.
‘I uhm…I must have been out on a case.’ He knows, fuck he knows. George looked like he was pondering this but then he was shaking his head.
‘Greg, I know you haven’t been working night shift.’ George put his coffee back down on the counter and stepped towards Greg a little. ‘I also know that Nick hasn’t been working the night shift either. And it doesn’t really take a genius to figure out why you would both lie about that.’
Greg swallowed, why the hell wasn’t George shouting, screaming or even crying. It was scary that he was being so calm.
‘I…fuck George I’m so sorry.’ Greg didn’t know what to say, he knew there was no point arguing it though. He’d been caught out.
‘No you’re not. You’re sorry you’ve been caught.’ George told him frankly.
‘George I didn’t mean to…it was stupid and I’m sorry. I love you.’ Greg felt his eyes welling up.
‘Bull shit.’ George scoffed. ‘If you loved me you wouldn’t have cheated on me. It’s just that simple.’ George turned away from Greg and back to the counter. He thought he deserved a medal for staying this calm.
‘I don’t want your excuses Greg. What’s done is done.’ George sipped his coffee, his hand was starting to shake.
‘George let me explain.’
‘No.’ George spoke over his shoulder. ‘This is what’s going to happen.’ He turned back to look at Greg now and folded his arms. ‘We’re over and I’m moving out. Today.’ George wasn’t discussing it, that’s just what was happening.
‘George please talk to me.’ Greg put his hand on George’s shoulder.
‘I have talked to you. You should be glad all I’m doing is talking.’ George walked passed Greg going to leave the kitchen.
‘George I don’t want to lose you!’ Greg was crying now, he’d really fucked up. George looked at him over his shoulder. If Greg wasn’t mistaken he had a hint of anger in his eyes now.
‘You should have thought about that before you fucked Nick. Repeatedly. You don’t get to have us both.’
‘Then I want you! I choose you.’ Greg ran over to George, tears falling heavily. George snarled.
‘Well I don’t chose you.’ George spat and then he walked away. And he didn’t say another word to Greg, he didn’t even say goodbye when he left the house later that day with all his belongings.
Across town, JJ hadn’t managed to stay quite as calm as George when he had confronted Nick. He picked up a lamp, threw it across the room but Nick managed to move out the way and it smashed against the wall.
‘Fuck you!’ JJ screamed at him. ‘If you didn’t want me you should have just walked away!’ He grabbed a glass, threw that too but again Nick moved out the way and it met the same fate as the lamp.
‘JJ would you stop throwing things!’ Nick shouted back. JJ scowled and threw another glass.
‘Fuck you!’ He repeated. ‘You fucking wanker!’
‘JJ for fuck sake!’ Nick shouted back dodging more glasses. ‘Shout at me fine but do you really need to throw things?’
‘Yes!’ JJ spat. ‘Because you threw our relationship away so I’m showing you what it’s like.’
‘Shut up.’ JJ marched out the room now and Nick followed in confusion.
‘Look I’m sorry ok, I know I went about this the wrong way but you and me…we weren’t right for each other were we?’ Nick followed JJ to the bedroom where JJ turned back to look at him angrily.
‘You were the biggest mistake I ever made.’ JJ flung the wardrobe door open. ‘I only went out with you because I was still in love with my ex and I thought you might help me get over him. But actually you drove me back into his arms.’ JJ looked a little evil as he said and Nick frowned.
‘Oh that’s right I forgot to tell you didn’t I?’ He picked one of Nick’s trainers up out the wardrobe and threw it at him. This time he managed to hit him in the shoulder. ‘George, you know George, he wasn’t just my band mate.’ He threw the other trainer but this time missed. Nick was frowning in confusion. ‘He was my ex. The love of my life. You know I never stopped thinking about him. How does that feel? To know every time you fucked me I was thinking of him.’ JJ growled. Ok so that wasn’t completely true but he was so angry he wanted Nick to hurt.
‘You and George…’ Wow he hadn’t expected that.
‘That’s right.’ JJ started tossing more things out of the wardrobe now but not at Nick, just on the floor.
‘What are you doing?’ It wasn’t lost on Nick that all the things JJ was throwing out were his.
‘Oh I’m helping you.’ JJ carried on.
‘Helping me what?’ Nick knew where this was going.
‘Helping you move out.’
‘Excuse me? I’m not going anywhere.’ Nick folded his arms. JJ stopped throwing Nick’s stuff about now and looked at him.
‘This is my house Nick, you moved in with me remember?’ He moved over to the bedside table and started tossing Nick’s things out of there too.
‘So you’re kicking me out? Where am I supposed to go?’ Nick yelled. JJ just shrugged.
‘Maybe you can go live with your new boy toy. I want you gone. You are a liar and a cheat and I don’t want you anywhere near me.’ JJ spat.
‘JJ stop this.’ Nick clenched his jaw.
‘You’re leaving one way or another. Even if I have to fucking force you.’ JJ growled and Nick knew that meant that was the end of the discussion. He should probably care more, but really in his head, he and JJ had been over for a long time. And he was more concerned about where he would live than the fact his relationship with JJ was over.
It was almost like history repeating itself. JJ had called countless times in the past week but George hadn’t answered. And JJ felt like a fucking fool all over again.
George had been staying in a hotel since his break up with Greg, he was pretty sure that Nick had now moved in to his old home. But he didn’t know for sure, because JJ’s calls weren’t the only ones he was dodging.
The lights were off inside JJ’s house, it was the middle of the night. George stood on his driveway looking up at the house. Tears filled his eyes, he couldn’t believe he was running away again, but he felt as though he had no other choice. He toyed with the letter in his hand. He was at least giving JJ an explanation this time, he just had to hope it would help. God he would miss JJ, even more than the first time. Before he started crying and before he changed his mind he quickly slipped the letter through JJ’s letterbox and then he fled. He knew it wouldn’t make things better but he had to hope it would offer JJ a little bit of comfort.
I think you probably already know what this is going to say. As soon as you saw my handwriting, because I’m sure you recognised it. I want to start by saying I’m sorry, I know it won’t help though.
You know that I am a hopeless romantic at heart. I always have been. I had big plans for my life and it all revolved around finding the right man, settling down. For a really long time I thought that man was you. But now I’m not really sure he exists anymore.
I’ve only ever been in love twice. Firstly with you. I fell for you so hard J, head first, full throttle. Probably from the first time I met you. And I really thought you and I would be together forever and I know I am partly to blame for our break up but I’m really not sure you understand how hurt I was. Do you have any idea what it is like hearing that the love of your life doesn’t want to marry you? It crushed me and although I know we still could have had a future, it wasn’t the same. It would have never been the same. And I know you said we could have any future I wanted, but I’m really not sure I believe you. I want to, but if that were true why couldn’t we have had that all those years ago?
And just when I thought I was never going to get over you, when I thought that my life would never be anything other than miserable without you, I met Greg. I fell for Greg for the simple reason that he wasn’t you. I loved Greg because he made me stop thinking about you, because he wanted to marry me and have a future with me. Because he loved me like I wanted to be loved. But look how well that turned out.
I used to be a hopeless romantic, but that part of me is dead now. I don’t think I believe in true love anymore, in happy endings. I think it only exists in fairy tales. So that’s why I’ve gone. By the time you read this I’ll be back in England and I ask that you please don’t come after me. I won’t change my mind about this.
I do love you J, I probably always will. But I’ve had my heart broken twice now and I am too scared to let you back into my life again. I just can’t do it. I’m so sorry. I wish I was stronger. I wish I could believe you when you say we have a future. But I’m not and I don’t.
You’ll find someone, I have no doubt about that because you are beautiful and funny and you are kind and loving. I’m probably an idiot to let someone like you go, but I fear I’d be an ever bigger idiot if I stayed.
I am sorry. So, so sorry. I hope that you don’t hate me forever.
JJ didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry as he read George’s letter over and over again the following morning. Eventually he settled on crying, a lot. He’d thought this was it this time, he thought he finally had George back but George had gone and done it again. He’d run because he was scared. And really JJ didn’t think he was scared of getting hurt again or scared of JJ not being able to give him everything he wanted. He was scared for the completely opposite reason. He was really scared because of how much he loved JJ, he was scared to just let himself be happy. And that’s what hurt JJ the most. George was just a coward. He’d come back into JJ’s life and turned everything on it’s head and once again JJ was left with nothing. He would have given George the world. If only George would have given him the chance.
Six Weeks Later
JJ yawned as he left the casino and headed back down the Strip to his car. He spent too much time in casinos these days and certainly too much money. But he needed something to take his mind off things, something to make him forget. He’d done as George asked and not gone after him, of course he’d tried to call a few times but as expected George never answered. And JJ had to just let go. There really wasn’t anything else he could do. When someone decided they didn’t want to be a part of your life anymore, what could you do?
It had been a long six weeks to say the least. Going back to living alone had been strange at first but JJ found he actually did enjoy the quiet. He’d thought about moving back to the UK, he didn’t really have anything to stay in Vegas for but he knew if he went back he’d be too tempted to try and track down George and George had made it clear he didn’t want that. And anyway, JJ couldn’t deny that he loved Vegas. And you never know, the right man could be just around the corner. Quite literally in JJ’s case.
He rounded the corner, not exactly looking where he was going, he was tired and his head was elsewhere and he collided into a warm body, stumbling backwards a little but managing to steady himself.
‘Shit sorry, I wasn’t paying attention.’ He shook his head and his eyes landed on those oh so familiar deep brown eyes of George Shelley. George shook his head, chucking a little.
‘We have to stop meeting like this.’ George shrugged shyly. JJ raised and eyebrow at him, trying not to be phased by the fact here George was again, someone must have been trying to tell them something.
‘I thought you moved back to England?’ JJ put his hand on his hip and George just shrugged again.
‘No, I just didn’t want you to come looking for me.’ He bit his lip. ‘I didn’t know what else to do.’
‘You should have spoken to me.’ JJ felt a sadness wash over him because George had felt the need to lie to him about that.
‘I know.’ George nodded. ‘I know I should have but sometimes it’s just easier to run away.’
‘I think you took the cowards way out. You did all those years ago and you did again.’ JJ told him frankly but George was nodding, he knew this. He knew exactly what he’d done.
‘I could stand here and say I’m sorry all day but it won’t make it any better. You and I know both know I chickened out and it was stupid but I guess it’s just what I do best.’ George shrugged again, he had thought that Vegas was a big enough town that he wouldn’t bump in to JJ, but his had happened twice now. Maybe it was for a reason.
‘You really hurt me George.’ JJ sighed a little, it had been devastating finding that letter.
‘I know and I’m sorry. I wish…I wish I hadn’t walked away.’ George hung his head. It was true. There wasn’t a day that had passed in the last six weeks that George didn’t wish he’d stayed. ‘It just terrifies how much I love you J.’ He looked back up at JJ and JJ saw the unshed tears behind his eyes. ‘It scares me so much because being this in love with someone gives them the power to completely destroy you. And I would have rather broken my own heart by walking away than stay and have you break it further down the line.’
‘George.’ JJ stepped forward, close to George. ‘I never would have broken your heart. If you’d let me I would have loved you for the rest of my life.’ A small tear rolled down JJ’s cheek. Neither of them noticed the other people around, looking into each other’s eyes had a way of making everything else just disappear.
‘Really?’ George croaked a little feeling his tears were close. JJ bit his lip and nodded.
‘Really. I don’t know how to not be in love with you George. You changed everything when you walked into my life. I wanted to give you the whole world. I still do.’ JJ couldn’t help but take George’s hand in his own. George’s breath hitched but he tried to ignore it.
‘Maybe we just need to accept that we were never meant to be.’ George swallowed, he didn’t mean that, not at all. And JJ didn’t look like he believed it.
‘Are you kidding me? Something keeps bringing us back together George. Something doesn’t want us to be apart.’ He was still holding George’s hand and he could feel it was shaking a little.
‘I just…I don’t know JJ.’
‘George fate is trying to tell us something here, there is obviously a reason we keep finding our way back into each other’s lives. We’ve wasted too long not being together.’ He took George’s other hand too and held them both, staring deep into George’s eyes. George felt butterflies in his stomach, he quite often did when JJ looked at him in that way.
‘I want to make it up to you, I want to make everything up to you. You literally changed my life George and I can’t let you walk away again. I never saw myself settling down with anyone. Marriage, kids and all that it was just never for me. But I want all that with you George. I want everything with you.’ JJ was going to stand here all night if he had to, there was no way he was going to let George go again. Not now, not ever.
‘I love you so much J that it actually hurts sometimes.’ A few tears rolled down George’s cheeks. He hadn’t really meant to say that but he couldn’t stop himself. JJ tightened his grip on George’s hands.
‘Then marry me. Right now. There’s a little chapel across the street. You and me right now. What do you say?’ JJ pulled him a little closer. George swallowed hard, his breathing was heightened, JJ could feel his palms sweating. And then George started laughing, still crying a little.
‘You’re insane.’ George shook his head.
‘Maybe. But I know I want this. More than anything else in the world.’
‘You seriously want to do this? You want to go over there and get married right this second?’ George was still laughing a little but JJ’s facial expression was serious.
‘More than anything else in the world. Excuse the gambling analogy but I’ve been spending a lot of time in casinos recently. But you and I are a dead cert George. I would always bet on us because you are a gamble I’m willing to take.’ JJ told him and George felt weak. It was similar to something JJ had said to George a really long ago. George made a small whimpering sound.
‘You really want to get married right now?’ George smirked at him a little as if he was challenging him. JJ raised his eyebrow.
‘I sure do.’
‘Lets do it then.’ George told him but JJ still had his eyebrow raised.
‘Are you trying to call my bluff George? Because I swear to go I will take you down to that chapel right now and marry you. I will marry the crap out of you.’ JJ smiled and George giggled a little.
‘Marry the crap out of me? I hope that’s not part of your speech.’
‘Are you saying yes?’ JJ’s voice softened and George’s smile grew.
‘If you’re being completely serious right now then I’m saying yes.’ George’s whole body was shaking, were they really doing this?
‘Lets go.’ JJ let go of one of George’s hands and kept hold of the other as he led George over to the little chapel on the Strip. George’s heart was racing a million miles a second as they took to the stairs in front of the building. As they reached the top step George pulled JJ to a stop.
‘Are we really doing this?’ George chuckled a little and JJ smiled brightly at him and pulled him close. He cupped George’s face and kissed him passionately.
‘Unless you have anything you’d rather do?’ JJ spoke into George’s lip.
‘There is nothing I would rather do.’ He kissed JJ again, wrapping him tightly into his body. ‘I do have one condition though.’ George smirked a little. JJ was stroking his cheek.
‘What’s that then?’ JJ asked softly.
‘We have to be Shelley-Hamblett.’ George chuckled and JJ laughed kissing him again, harder than before.
‘Whatever you want little monkey. Whatever you want.’ And with one final kiss JJ took George into the chapel, leading them both to their fate. A fate that had been written in the stars for years.
Vegas - Five Years Ago
George sighed contently as he stood on the balcony looking up at the beautiful star riddled night sky. He heard the balcony door slide open and closed again behind him and then he heard his company heading across the balcony towards him. He soon felt a strong pair of arms wrap around him from behind and a warm body pressing into his back.
‘Penny for your thoughts.’ JJ nuzzled into George’s neck placing little kisses on his skin. George let out another content sigh. He’d been so nervous when they’d arrived in Vegas for judges houses but somehow JJ had managed to make all the nerves drift away.
‘I’m just thinking…about the performance tomorrow.’ George murmured but it wasn’t true. He hadn’t been thinking about that at all. JJ took hold of George’s hips and turned the younger boy around to look at him and then wrapped his arms around his neck.
‘Liar. What are you really thinking about?’ JJ had a smirk dancing on his lips and George blushed a deep shade of crimson.
‘Well you know…’ He’d been thinking about what had just happened between them, because sleeping with your band mate was bound to change everything wasn’t it? ‘We slept together J.’ George pulled an embarrassed face but JJ was just smiling and then he kissed George.
‘Yes we did.’ JJ had a sly smile on his face as he kissed George again.
‘Isn’t that weird? What will Josh and Jaymi say?’ George looked a little panicked and JJ found it so cute. He tightened his hold on George.
‘I don’t know. Does it really matter?’ JJ chuckled a little.
‘JJ, I’m not a one night stand, casual fling kind of guy, this is all new to me. What happens now?’ George didn’t want to be that needy guy that had to know what was going on, that needed answers. But he was that guy. JJ was just smiling at him.
‘It doesn’t have to be a one night stand, casual fling kind of thing.’ JJ told him. He used one hand to stroke George’s cheek. George’s heart raced.
‘No? But we can’t like date can we? It will just make everything so complicated and…’
JJ silenced him with a kiss. A really passionate kiss. He explored George’s warm mouth with a little more patience than before when he’d been desperate to rid George of his clothes and get him into bed. George just melted into JJ, holding on to him tightly. When JJ broke the kiss he cupped George’s face with his hands.
‘Look, normally I am not the relationship sort.’ JJ chuckled lightly. ‘But I think for you I could make an exception.’
‘Me? But why me?’ George stuttered looking a little lost and little scared. It made JJ’s heart swell.
‘Because you are sweet and funny and oh so beautiful. You make me feel things I’ve never felt before George.’ JJ’s voice was slightly dreamy and it made George want to cry.
‘You mean it?’ He bit his lip.
‘Of course.’ JJ let one hand trail around to he back of George’s head and he started playing with his soft curls. George purred a little.
‘But what about the others? What if it doesn’t work out? Things could get really messy.’ God George was such a worrier. He wanted to just be happy that JJ wanted him but he couldn’t help but think this could end in disaster. But the look on JJ’s face calmed him a little and also the way JJ’s fingers felt in his hair helped.
‘George, we can never know for sure if things will work out. That’s just something completely out of our control.’ JJ was whispering and it was so soft and low it made George’s heart soar. ‘We can never know what the future holds but, and excuse the gambling analogy but when in Vegas and all.’ JJ chucked a little. ‘Its a gamble I’m willing to take. You’re a gamble I’m willing to take.’
George felt as though he could cry, no one had ever said something like that to him before and he wanted to just fall in love with JJ on the spot. He smiled, feeling tears pricking the backs of his eyes.
‘Really?’ George sounded so cute and innocent and it made JJ so happy. God this boy was something special.
‘Yes George really.’ He kissed him again, really softly. ‘The question is, am I worth gambling on?’
George pretended as though he was thinking about this although the answer was a really easy one. He briefly looked up to the sky and JJ saw the stars reflected in George’s big brown eyes and his heart skipped a beat. And he thought in that moment he would probably be happy with this boy forever. George looked back at JJ with a smile playing on his sinfully plump lips.
‘I’ve never been very good at gambling, always manage to pick the loser.’ George smirked and JJ raised an eyebrow at him.
‘Gambling is all about luck George.’ JJ pinched his cheek a little and George giggled.
‘I know.’ He smiled. ‘And right now
I’m feeling pretty bloody lucky.’ He kissed JJ softly once more. ‘And you’re more than worth the gamble.’
JJ pulled him in close, wrapping his arms around George again and kissing him with such ferociousness that George’s whole body felt as though it was on fire. When the kiss ended George turned back around to look down at the Strip and JJ put his arms around his waist from behind and rested his head on George’s shoulder. A newly wed couple fell out into the street from a chapel across the road, giggling and kissing.
‘Aw how sweet.’ George murmured as he let out another content sigh. JJ chuckled, squeezing George’s waist.
‘Bit tacky don’t you think?’ He teased. George turned his head a little so he could look at JJ over his shoulder.
‘They’re just young and in love.’ George smirked and then JJ’s lips were on his again.
‘I’ve got a pretty good idea of how they feel.’ He said quietly and then they went back to watching the happy newly weds practically skip down the street.
George smiled at JJ with a slight blush. JJ squeezed his hand.
‘We did it.’ JJ smiled. George nodded.
‘Yeah we did.’ George chuckled a little still unable to believe what had just happen. JJ pulled him closer and kissed him.
‘I love you so much George Shelley-Hamblett.’ And god he really did.
‘And I love you JJ Shelley-Hamblett.’ George giggled. JJ took George’s hand again as they headed out into the street. George sighed in contentment. He looked at JJ out of the corner of his eye and his heart soared as he murmured,
‘I always knew you were worth the gamble.’
I still haven’t finished proof reading it! I’m sorry been so busy I am trying though!
Oh god yes!
Urgh it’s gonna be so hot I wish I was there watching ;)
Will JJ and George have some sexy time ;)
I think she’s just there so people think she’s with JJ and then she just leaves JJ and George alone to be together ;)
Ohhhh no fair :(
YESYESYES I THOUGHT THE EXACT SAME THING IT IS FULL OF SUCH NAUGHTY THINGS!!! WE SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOU GEORGE ;)