It was the greatest party he's ever seen. Blasting music, drinks, dances, girls... Or, to be specific, one particular girl.

George was at a party, he was playing in a small local band. You, on the other hand, were there too, just having fun. Until you saw him...

You did everything: trying to make a convo with him, stealing glances and playful winks — nothing worked. That lad was just unbreakable! That was strange, considering the fact that he looked like a type to flirt and play, and you were a pretty girl too... You didn't know what was the reason.

Soon, the party ended, only a few people stayed past midnight. George was there too, packing his guitar and stuff, and you were just there, watching him. Feeling your gaze on him, George turned to you, raising an eyebrow.

"D'you need somethin'?" He asked, obviously not happy with you still being here. He was tired and in no mood to deal with girls.