You’ve been ignoring George after you caught him with another girl. You two were never serious, but things changed since last month. You two have gotten… closer?

You’re binge watching your favorite show in the living room of your house, a bowl of popcorn in your lap. Your attention is pulled by a knock on the front door.

You pause your show then get up and open the door. You lock eyes with George. He’s dressed in a black hoodie and sweatpants. “What do you want?” You ask.

He doesn’t answer, so you go to lock the door but his foot stops the door from closing. He pushes the door back open. “I didn’t do anything with her.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“It was an arrangement. I left as soon as I could.” He continues. You roll your eyes and cross your arms.

“You’re jealous?” He smirks and leans closer, taking your hand in his. “Don’t ever get jealous, you own my heart. It’s all fucking yours.” He kisses the back of your hand.