#dean1

Dean: It was one of those days were Dean was constantly on the phone. His sister was panicking over wedding arrangements and Dean had to walk her down the isle so he had to deal with that too. "Gemma, I don't care where you go on honeymoon!" Dean exclaimed down the phone before he ended up stumbling over someone. "Shit, sorry. Gemma, I have to go." He muttered and hung up, looking down at the person he'd basically just walked on. It was Georgia, great just great. "Shit, sorry. I didn't see you." He muttered. "Did I uh hurt you?" He asked, biting on his lip.

Georgia: Georgia had rocketed around the house for the past few days, refusing to stay still and mope, and instead throw herself into anything that was going. Today though, she was finally reminded of the rather large factor of she had a plane to catch in a few days, and upon realizing this, had spent much of the day rolling around and occasionally packing some stuff, singing and reading. Now though, she felt somewhat more inspired and picking up her notebook she began to make a list before marching out the door to go and get some food - and promptly crashing into someone. That someone being Dean. Wonderful. "Mmm, I'm sure" she muttered, before rolling her eyes and moving away from him, "nope. I mean, not just then, you've interrupted me though, so I'll be going now"

Dean: Dean rolled his eyes. Could she really not accept an apology? Hearing her words, he frowned a little and looked at the ground. "We need to talk." He said seriously and bit away at his lip. He couldn't lose Georgia, as a girlfriend and a friend. Georgia was the girl he imagined marrying which had never happened to him before. "Please." He whispered softly, giving her a small sad look before looking away as his phone rang again. Picking it up, he spoke harshly. "Gemma, I don't care. I'll talk to you later." He growled angrily. His sister liked to call in the most inappropriate time.

Georgia: "Nope, I really don't think we do" Georgia told him with a small shrug. "Talking involves maturity and I've never been good with being anything but an immature, neurotic bitch, but" she paused, spinning on her heel to turn and look at him, "you already knew that". Despite how Georgia had played everything off like she didn't care, to everyone, even to Tori, Dean's words had hit home, and they had hurt, and she couldn't ever quite let them go. As his phone rang, Georgia raised an eyebrow, before turning away again. "Phone your sister, I'm sure she'll be more willing to talk than I will"

Dean: Dean groaned. Georgia was over dramatic and he hated that about her. "I was angry when I said those things Georgia, you know I don't mean them!" Dean muttered softly. He was calm now and just wanted to talk things out with her. "Come on, G." He said softly before catching her wrist gently in his much larger hand. "No, she's annoying." He murmured softly before pulling her back gently. "I'm sorry Georgia. I never meant to say stupid shit and hurt you. You know I don't think like that.." He whispered.

Georgia: Snapping her arm away from him, Georgia had to restrain the urge not to just outright hit him. It was surprisingly hard, but she had slowly been boiling over for days, and now was not in the mood to be guilted into something she was still livid about. "Don't touch me" she snapped, stepping away from him. "Firstly, I don't know that, secondly leave me alone, I have packing to do!"

Dean: A sigh left Dean's throat and he took his arm away from her. "Yes, you do! You know I don't think that way" Dean cried out, placing his head in his hands. "No. I refuse to not solve this problem before you go away." Dean said quietly, rubbing his arm. "Georgia, you're my best friend.." He whispered, pain in his voice.

Georgia: "Was" Georgia retaliated sharply, pointing a finger at him, "I was your best friend, but I got shoved asides in favor of a newer model, so why don't you go find her, because she can pat you and tell you that it's all big nasty Georgia's fault and generally pander to your ego, because you clearly don't need me anymore" she ranted, words tumbling out in her anger

Dean: Dean groaned a little. "Will you just shut up Georgia, not everything is about Shiloh! You were my girlfriend, so I made another friend, actually I made a few. Including Alaska and some others. She's not the only person I hang with.." Dean explained, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples.

Georgia: "Oh don't tell me you've suddenly decided you've got a thing for Alaska too, how blind I was" Georgia retorted sarcastically, "but clearly I've been talking for far too long, so I'll shut up, but in another room, far away from you, because that works so well for me"

Dean: "No!" Dean exclaimed angrily before shaking his head. "Georgia, just stop." Dean said sternly, looking down at her. "I came here to apologise okay?! I came here to convince you that I'm genuinely sorry!" Dean explained, rubbing his face.

Georgia: "So, you do want me to shut up, or you don't?" Georgia asked, folding her arms over her chest, "it's just you're sort of sending out mixed signals, because just days ago you couldn't wait for me to leave and now you want me to stay and talk to you? I mean, you've got to make up your mind otherwise you're just going to piss people off, like you're pissing me off now, and quite frankly, you're lucky I haven't socked you in the face, so back the fuck off your apology train and get it in your head: I don't want an apology. I want you to leave me alone. Is that clear?"

Dean: Dean looked at her and let out a frustrated groan. Georgia took things way too personally, he hated it. "Punch me then. Go ahead." Dean said, turning his face to let her punch him. "Tell me that you don't want to be my best friend or even friend and I'll leave you alone." Dean muttered quickly.

Georgia: Finally given the opportunity to actually punch Dean and she didn't actually...want to. But she did have a lot of anger bottled up. She just didn't want to damage his face. So, instead she punched him, a little softer, and in the chest, before backing away, "you made me do that okay, so you can't blame me" she jabbered putting her hands out in front of her "okay, I don't- I, uhm, I...." she trailed off.

Dean: Dean looked at her and frowned slightly before laughing a little when she punched him lightly in the chest. When she couldn't finish her sentence, he sighed. "Look, I just.. Even if we don't become more than friends once again. I know I need you in my life, Georgia. It's not a want, it's an honest to God need." Dean explained genuinely.

Georgia: "Don't laugh at me!" Georgia snapped, glaring at him. "No, you don't get to do the guilty thing okay, you don't get it, because you've been an ass to me, you deserve to suffer at least a little bit"

Dean: "And you've taken this the complete wrong way though Georgia. Okay, I'll suffer." Dean said. "Let me hear it all.." He whispered softly, nibbling away at his bottom lip.

Georgia: "No, I haven't okay, because if I told you that I suddenly had something for Parker, you'd get angry, and don't say you wouldn't, because that's a lie. And that's the same for you saying you like Shiloh okay? And fine I'm neurotic and pathetic or whatever, but you have no idea what it is like to see you and her giggling away in a corner and laughing away because she's hot and she's funny and she's not a neurotic and she's not totally pathetic and it sucks okay, because I can't do anything but stand there and feel like an idiot and I'm fed up of being shifted to the side and I'm sorry that I didn't start skipping circles it's just that it hurts to be told that you're not enough, and I can't compare to her and it sucks and I can't do it anymore because yes I'm a bag of issues and yes I'm fucked in the head but I've been fucked over so many times and I'm not giving you the opportunity and you're just going to have to deal with it. And there's probably more but I don't know how to phrase it". Finishing off with a small sigh, "so there. Now you can leave me alone"

Dean: Listening carefully, Dean shook his head but let her finish up before starting to speak. "Don't interrupt when I start saying nice things about you okay?" Dean said first before starting properly. "Yes, I'd be pissed Georgia but I wouldn't just stop dating you because of it. You're friends with lots of guys and it does get on my nerves, I'll admit it but I trust you. I know you'd never.. hurt me in that way. She's great, she is I won't lie and yeah, she's hot but I don't want hot okay? I want natural. I like natural. I like all the freckles on your face and your wild and crazy hair, I like that you don't bother to put on much make up. I like that you're chill and easy going and just fun. I like your real laugh, not shitty giggles.. You're enough Georgia, god you're more than enough. You're the girl I want, you've met my family, you know so much about me. I'm not going to fuck you over, we have fights Georgia but.. you're it for me. You're it. I promise you." Dean whispered before hanging his head.

Georgia: "Well then, I'm sorry to inform you but I don't believe you" she shrugged "I don't. I never have and I probably never will. So, you know, deal with it"

Dean: Dean looked at her and shrugged. "I don't know how I'm ever going to convince you." He muttered. "So, when I said I love you, you never believed me? Not once?" He whispered, looking towards her.

Georgia: "Not really" Georgia shrugged, her tone blank as she looked down at the floor. "Like, that stupid Perks quote, you know the one that they always quote 'we accept the love we think we deserve'? Yeah, well I don't think I do, so no I didn't believe you, not properly"

Dean: Ouch, Dean thought to himself and bit down on his lip once again. "Well it's god damn true okay? It's the most truest thing. I never once let my sister talk or see a girl I dated let along stay with her for five days." Dean explained but knew it was no use.

Georgia: "It's not you" Georgia mumbled with a small shrug "I mean, that's the cliche isn't it, it's not you its me and all that, but I mean, this is just me, and I don't expect you to understand, but that's just the way I am. That's - that's just me"

Dean: Dean sighed a little and looked down once more. He felt absolutely helpless and it sucked. He wanted Georgia, really he did. "So what? We stay broken up and can't be friends?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck a little.

Georgia: "I dunno" Georgia shrugged, looking up at him. "I don't want to fight anymore, but I'm not great, or in a good place right now...there are way better friends for you to have" she sighed, pausing momentarily, "friends who don't come with bags of issues and problems"

Dean: Dean laughed. "I chose you from the first day I got here. It isn't going to change now. Besides who handles my hermit ways better than you?" He teased and gave her a small smile.

Georgia: "It kind of backfired on you though didn't it" Georgia mumbled, not quite returning his smile. "I'm sorry though, for like...uhm, well you kinda know what I mean to be honest"

Dean: "It didnt backfire." Dean said to her honestly before sighing. "It's fine. Don't worry about it." He mumbled. Dean would be lying if he said this didn't hurt because god it did but he knew he had to let Georgia figure this all out.

Georgia: "Liar" Georgia countered with a small grin, before clearing her throat and moving, "I should, uhm, get on with that packing, and you should ring your sister"

Dean: Dean groaned a little. "Weddings are fucking stressful. When I get married, I hope it's small." He mumbled, shakin his head. "When do you go?" He pondered.

Georgia: "Or just don't get married. You could save a fortune" Georgia suggested lightly, rubbing a bit of dust out of her eye, "uhm, sunday night....I should be back on the 31st, but I dunno, I might have to extend it, it just sort of depends. But I leave on sunday"

Dean: "I wouldn't like to have a family and not have a wife. If that makes sense. I like things official." Dean explained before nodding a little. "Oh, that's uh, cool. I hope things work out for you, whatever stuff you're going to do.." Dean mumbled, shrugging his shoulders a little.

Georgia: "Makes sense, I just don't see the point in it" Georgia countered. Georgia's opinion on marriage was a...difficult one to say the least. "Yeah, and you have fun with the wedding and stuff" she added, suddenly feeling really awkward. "Say hi to Ella for me?" she asked, raising her hand to tug on the ends of her hair nervously

Dean: "Of course you don't.." Dean murmured under his breath before shrugging a little. "I guess, I mean I have to make one of those speeches since I'll be taking the place of my father." He said, a laugh leaving him. "Yeah, sure. She'll probably wonder where you are." Dean replied, knowing that he was so not going to explain the complications in their relationship to his little sister. If she asked, he'd say they were together.

Georgia: "So you're best man and the father? Tough break" Georgia laughed lightly. "Hope you've got your dancing shoes on because that's like...part of the duty". Drunk dancing dads was the only reason Georgia would ever go to a wedding, just for the sheer hilarity of it all. "Mmm, well you can tell her I'm in London if you want, it's not exactly a secret"

Dean: "Yeah, I know. I'm not a dancer though, I think I'll need to drink before I dance and hopefully be magically better." Dean snorted a little before nodding. "I'll probably say that." He shrugged a little.

Dean: Dean found himself spending a lot of time with Shiloh lately, whether it be just to get high or just for a chat but he'd ended up around her a lot. He felt bad but Georgia wasn't exactly around either plus she always told him to go be social. Walking into the bedroom they shared, he pushed his hands into his pockets before flopping down on his bed and closing his eyes. He knew Georgia was in the room. "Want to do something tonight?" He asked with his eyes closed as he lay back into the pillows. He was tired but wanted to spend time with his best friend and girlfriend. Georgia joined the chat 10 minutes ago

Georgia: Georgia had a tendency to fluctuate between moods of, I fucking hate you, straight through to, lets never be apart. It was neither healthy, nor easy to be around, and when she hadn't been downstairs with the others, she'd been reading quietly in her room, steadily glowering at the fact that Dean and Shiloh were best buddies forever, or whatever they were. "Huh?" She asked, lookig up from the page in her book distractedly, "oh so you remembered I was around then?" She added pointedly, returning her gaze to her book sourly

Dean: Dean pushed up on his elbows and raised an eyebrow. "Oh you're not fucking serious are you?" Dean said under his breath, already knowing what this was about. He knew how Georgia got and it frustrated him to no ends. Moving so he was behind her, he sighed and put an arm around her waist. "How could I forget you ever?" Dean said softly, brushing his nose against her neck. "Come on blondie, you know you're all I want." Dean whispered to her, pecking her skin sweetly. He didn't like fighting with Georgia, it was awkward since they shared a room and what not. 

Georgia: "I dunno, how?" Georgia responded sarcastically, determined not to just give in, no matter how nice and sweet Dean got, and that was like...a lot. Instead, she just stubbornly nudged him away, with a sniff, and looked down determinedly at the book in her hands, "yeah, whatever" she rolled her eyes, "as you can see, I'm reading. I'm sure you can have loads of fun with someone else though"

Dean: Dean let out a groan and moved from the bed, standing up. "You're ridiculous Georgia. She's a friend, you're the one who said she wasn't so bad and that I should stop being so anti-social." Dean reminded her, feeling angry and also a little sad because Georgia was just being over reacting. Dean sat on the edge of the window ledge and eyed her. "Stop over reacting about things." He said sharply.

Georgia: "Oh, I'm over reacting?" Georgia snorted sharply, slightly lost for words as she placed the book down on the bed next to her. "I'm over reacting? Me?" she asked once again, pointing herself, "says the boy who spends half of his time glowering at a certain Edwards, and you say I'm over reacting?"

Dean: "You fucking slept with him! I haven't laid a fucking hand on Shiloh! Fuck sake Georgia." Dean snapped back. He'd been there for Georgia when Parker was messing up with her, just as a friend, honestly he'd been friend-zoned then. "Just forget I fucking asked you to come out at all." He said harshly, moving to gather his jacket and things.

Georgia: "Yeah, sure" Georgia muttered sharply. In Georgia's eyes at least, she'd always seen the potential for something between Dean and Shiloh. Hell, she'd attempted to force them together, and that thought had an irritating habit of popping into her head in the moment where it was least wanted. "Fine, whatever, I'll just go find Scott, he's a laugh you know? We went out together on...monday I think, and needless to say, I remember nothing" she dropped in casually with a small shrug returning to her book, "but on your way"

Dean: Dean listened and snapped his head up with a cold laugh. "Oh I'm sorry to get in your and Scott's way." He said in a fake sweet tone before pushing his wallet into his pocket in annoyance. "I'm also sorry I'm not a laugh." Dean added, gritting his teeth together. Dean had always felt like he wasn't any fun and Georgia knew that, he'd constantly say it to her and she reassured him that he was.

Georgia: "Oh don't worry, I'm sure Shiloh can be the best fun in the world" Georgia responded coldly, turning to look at him with a small shrug, "I mean, why don't you just move in with best bud forever Shiloh huh? You have way more fun with her obviously" Georgia added, a touch petulantly before standing up and moving over to open the window, "but yeah, sure go have fun, but you remember condoms are your friend, stay safe and all that bollocks"

Dean: "She is when you're fucking like this Georgia." Dean yelled, his anger getting the best of him. He never was able to control it. "Maybe I will, I mean all you do is fucking mop around lately. I barely even see you!" Dean pointed out angrily. He glared at her when she mentioned condoms before shaking his head furiously. "You're unbelievable." He muttered in annoyance.

Georgia: "Oh yeah, that's me the moping one, whose never happy with anything in the world, who doesn't bother with people and is just raging 24/7 of course. My bad, see what you'd realize though, sweet, darling, but slightly dumb Dean" she began, her tone moderating from a shrill anger down to a deathly calm and steady tone, a sign of the rage bubbling underneath her skin, "is that I am not exactly difficult to find. I am here, I am downstairs. That's about it, but of course you wouldn't realize that because you're high all the time now, so anything that I say or do clearly goes in one ear and out the other" she raged, gesturing wildly with her hands, "okay, I'm unbelieveable. Fine. I'll add that to my list. Are you done now?"

Dean: Dean remained quiet as she spoke and didn't really have much of a response to her, trying to calm the rage he had when it came to this whole situation. It was blown out of proportion with Georgia and the slightest part of him wanted to give up because all they seemed to do was either cuddle or argue over small stupid things. "Yep." He said firmly, his eyes going to the door and then back to her. "So what do you want then? Want me to move out, want us to be done?"

Dean asked calmly but he wasn't calm or happy about asking this question, not at all. "Or you know, maybe you could realise you're getting jealous over the fact that I have a female friend that isn't you? Who I recall, you fucking told me to date a few months ago!" Dean added quickly. He didn't want Georgia to give up either so he was just going to try make her realise how idiotic the whole thing was.

Georgia: "Nooooo, I don't have a brain, of course I fucking remember!" Georgia screeched, her anger reaching its highest peak, her hands curling up into fists, and the urge to punch a wall steadily rising, "of course I fucking remember you twat and a half, I didn't forget any of what I said, why the fuck do you think I'm so pissed? Because I clearly remember you thicko" she snapped, letting out a growl of frustration before moving over to the desk to pick up the spare packet of cigarettes, one of which she lit up, hands fumbling slightly, as she moved back over to the window to take a greatful pull of the cigarette, blowing the smoke out of the open window, "are you done now?"

Dean: "Then you'd remember that I fucking told you I wouldn't go near her like that!" Dean added with a yell before walking towards her as she started smoking out the window. "Georgia come on." He said desperately, turning her face towards his. "You know I wouldn't." He said quietly, stroking back her hair gently as a sigh left his lips. His eyes were filled with anger and hurt.

Georgia: "Actually, I don't know" Georgia responded with a small shrug, moving out of his reach, "because the fact is, everything I've thought I'd known and been able to predict...nine times out of ten has gone back and bitten me in the ass".

Dean: Dean sighed and rested his forehead on the wall. "I'm not Parker, alright? I'm not going to sleep with one of your best friends!" Dean said angrily. He wasn't that type of guy and if he even thought that he might cheat on Georgia, he'd break it off but he didn't. "Look, I'll go if that's what you want." He mumbled, standing up straight and turning on his heel towards the door.

Georgia: It took Georgia a long pause, during which she took another deep pull of the cigarette, before turning to stare Dean down. "Yeah, well I'm sorry if I'm not 100% cool with you being bestest buddies with one of the hottest girls here, who is literally one of the most laid back, if very aggressive people here, I'm sorry that I'm not just totally cool with it, but you wouldn't be happy with it either if I was suddenly best friends with Parker and don't pretend you would, because you'd be lying" she snapped, words tumbling out before she could take them back, "so yeah, go I don't care anymore" she added with a defeated shrug before turning back to the window and continuing to smoke

Dean: Dean lay beside Georgia, they'd both been saying some really deep things about themselves, like how Dean always spent his Easter with Ella or how her family was in prison. His arms wound around the girls waist and he pulled her slightly closer. "You know you can talk to me about anything, right?" Dean told her softly, kissing her cheek gently as he said the words. "No matter how bad." He promised her.

Georgia: "Yeah I know" Georgia shrugged slightly, placing her head on his chest "but, like, whenever I told people before, they either left or just stopped like...being around me I guess and" she sighed "I just don't like to think about that shit"

Dean: Running his fingers absentmindedly through her hair, he sighed softly. "I'm not going anywhere. It's just good to talk sometimes, babe." He whispered, shaking his head. "I understand what you mean though." He nodded in agreement. "Just know you can talk to me." He whispered.

Georgia: Georgia snorted lightly "talking's over rated. There are way better things to do" she paused, reaching for his hand and weaving her fingers through his "like, party and all that shit. And just generally have fun" she smiled absently to herself, feeling his breath on her hair. "I know, I know" she said, looking up at him with a smile

Dean: "Georgia.." He mumbled, his hand squeezing hers. "Life isn't a whole big party, babe." He whispered. He'd learnt that the hard way. If honest, Dean should be in prison with her parents with his past in mind. "Good." He nodded.

Georgia: "I know" Georgia sighed, "but I can always pretend, can't I?" she asked him, looking at him in the eye "because I mean, there's some shit stuff out there, and if it hurts, is it not better to just...blot it out?"

Dean: "You can't block things out like that, baby." He told her softly, kissing her cheek once more. "But you always have friends to help you." He muttered, telling her the truth. "Some things are shit and you don't realise how precious your life is though.. How easy it can be taken away though so you need to deal with things." He mumbled softly, caressing her cheek.

Georgia: "I suppose" she mumbled, leaning her head back down, "you know, in school, they used to say that growing up was the best thing, and I always wanted to be an adult, and no one tells you how shit it actually is" she sighed, looking back at him, "I feel cheated"

Dean: "It's the whole point of growing up though. Some have to grow up sooner than others. You're an example I'm guessing." He whispered, his thumb moving over her cheek. "You'll be okay though. You're a strong girl." He told her softly, finding her eyes.

Georgia: "I'm not really? I'm a coward" she nodded biting her lip lightly "You're stronger, and Cassie is..." she trailed off, looking away "people think being a cocky shit makes me brave, but I'm not strong, I'm rather rubbish with emotions for a start"

Dean: Tilting her chin up, he shook his head. "You've lived on your own for years, you can handle things well. Babe, you're really strong. No matter what." He whispered, sighing softly. "Just because you're bad with emotions, doesn't mean you're not strong." He told her reassuringly.

Georgia: "But you're better" she told him, reaching up to tap him on the nose lightly "you have your sisters, and you stayed and looked after them. You could have run away, and you never did" she smiled lightly at him "you definitely deserve an award"

Dean: "I'll teach you how to be better." He teased before licking her finger. "Oh wait." He said before leaning over to get the egg from behind his bed. "Here." He said, handing her the egg with a grin.

Georgia: "Ewww, that's gross" she complained, wiping her finger on his cheek, before she sat up excitedly, and clapped her hands together like a kid "oh my gosh, my first bit of chocolate thank you!" she squealed, bouncing up and down before reaching over to kiss his cheek

Dean: "You're very welcome. " he laughed, keeping his arm around her waist. Kissing her temple, he waited for her to eat her chocolate, his thoughts running a bit wild as he watched her

Georgia: "oh my god though, bye bye bikinis" she gabbled, ripping open the foil and beginning to crack open the chocolate egg "you want some?" she asked, looking back up at him, popping some chocolate in her mouth

Dean: Dean found his eyes wandering to her lips as chocolate was brought to her mouth. He wondered what her lips would feel like on his at that moment, would they be different to Kathy's? What would her lips be like on him everywhere.. He wondered before clearing his throat. "Sure." He said with a smile before taking a piece and popping it in his mouth.

Georgia: Narrowing her eyes slightly at him, Georgia couldn't help but feel slightly odd as his eyes wandered to her mouth. "It's good, isn't it" she nodded, snapping off another bit and reaching over to him "open" she ordered, holding the chocolate in front of him

Dean: Dean obliged, keeping his eyes down on his lap before taking the chocolate. "Yum." He said, licking his lips a little. Bringing his knees to his chest, he watched her a little but was more lost in thought.

Georgia: "Good boy" she laughed, biting down into her bottom lip slightly as she reached for some more chocolate, and ate it "seriously, this is the best, like oh my god, the best"

Dean: Humming in agreement, he smiled. "Glad you like it." He said, bowing his head slightly before stroking her cheek again. "I'm glad that you're also seem to be feeling better." He told her honestly.

Georgia: As his hand touched her cheek, Georgia found herself going strangely pink. In a rather unexpected way. "I am yes" she nodded heavily, looking away "very. Uhm. Much so. Yes"

Dean: "Georgia.. Are you blushing..?" He asked softly, his thumb strokin over the reddened flesh. "Good." He breathed, leaning in closer to her as he tilted her chin. "What's the matter, Georgia dear? Why are you blushing?" He asked ever so gently.

Georgia: "Uhm. Just. Uhm" she stuttered, feeling her face go ever further Magenta. "Reasons. Like, yes. Uhm. Chocolate. I like chocolate, don't you?" she asked, once again biting her lip as she fumbled around for a bit of chocolate, before holding it up triumphantly "yes, chocolate. It's...good"

Dean: "You're blushing because of chocolate?" He asked, raising an eyebrow before watching her bite her lip. Fuck, he thought before leaning in closer. "What's the real reason, beautiful?" He breathed, his lips inches from hers.

Georgia: "Uh...." She stuttered, not sure what to say. "I uhm....how was your porno with Kathy?" She mumbled, somewhat unsure where to look

Dean: "It was fine. Stop changing the subject." He muttered, before leaning in. "Would you mind if I kissed you?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, testing to see if he should or not.

Georgia: Nope. Just then Georgia lost the ability to do anything but breathe and even that became slightly harder. "I uhm..." She mumbled, trying to summon up the old Georgia. "Oh curly, where's your uhm...spirit of adventure huh?"

Dean: Laughing a little softly, he leaned forward and placed a gentle peck on the girls lips. "I'll make sure you can breath before I give you a proper kiss." He whispered, rubbing his nose off of hers gently.

Georgia: "Umm" she didnt know if he was laughing at her, but she did know that that peck was definitely not gonna do it. Her breath whilst not completely back to normal was relatively stable, and she'd never been a patient sort "close, but no cigar" age shrugged before leaning over to kiss him properly

Dean: Not entirely sure what the girl was going to say, Dean moved a bit more away until Georgia's lips collided with his. His hand went to the back of her neck lovingly as he kissed her back before pulling away. "Well, uh.." He mumbled before licking his lips. "Sorry about that.." He chuckled shyly.

Georgia: Initially as she pulled away, Georgia hadn't thought anything but as she pulled back, all of her thoughts collided in her head "oh shit" she mumbled looking down at her hands going re once again, "uhm, sorry, I should, I should go" she muttered, beginning to move off the bed

Dean: Groaning, Dean pulled her back and slipped his arms around her waist. "Don't go." He whispered, stroking her cheek. "No more kisses." He promised, crossing his heart.

Georgia: "You're a real masochist aren't you" Georgia grumbled as she allowed him to pull her back, though she had to admit that when he added the no kisses bit, she couldn't help but feel just a little let down. Which was weird because this was Dean and she was Georgia and...this stuff didn't happen

Dean: "Shush." He hushed her, his fingers trailing down to her hand to link them together. "You seem disappointed. Want more kisses?" He teased, kissing right beside her lips playfully. Dean didn't know what had gotten over him.

Georgia: "Pssh" Georgia muttered, finally beginning to go back to herself though he seemed determined to do otherwise "like I said" she told him, her tone cocky and challenging "you couldn't handle me"

Dean: Dean smiled at her and shook his head. "Love, I can handle you." He teased, skimming his nose along her neck playfully before winking at her. "I'm still sorry about the kiss though." He nodded, biting away at his lip.

Georgia: Rolling her eyes, Georgia smirked at him, skipping out of his hold and turning away to sit back on the bed "oh I'm sure you are" she nodded, snorting slightly as she flopped back down on the bed

Dean: "I am, Georgia. I don't know what's going on with me lately." He laughed softly before sitting down beside her. "Can you forgive me?" He teased, giving her a cheeky grin.

Georgia: "Now why would I do that?" she hummed, chewing on the inside of her lip slightly, pursing her lips together in thought "hmm?" she shrugged, with exaggerated movements "Why would I do that Dean?"

Dean: "Because I'm your best friend and you love me lots?" He teased, sticking his tongue out at her. Stroking her cheek gently, he let out a sigh. "It's complicated, Georgia." He muttered, looking up at the ceiling.

Georgia: "Are you really?" she asked him sarcastically, swatting his hand away lightly "see, Kathy's doing pretty well in filling in your boots, Cassie too". She chuckled lightly, before rolling her eyes and turning over "what is?" she asked the floor, a slightly petulant look on her face

Dean: Frowning at her comment, he got up. "You are. You make no sense sometimes, Georgia!" Dean explained. "You act like I'm your brother and I go along with it but it's not true, most of the time I see you in a different way and you make these jokes about me and Kathy but really, I don't care for her like I care for you." Dean explained, running a hand through his hair.

Georgia: As he stood up, Georgia turned her head to watch him, her mouth dropping open in outrage when he said she made no sense "oh gee thanks" she mumbled, sitting up and bringing her legs to her knees, though she didn't say anymore, instead staring her feets

Georgia: *feet

Dean: "I didn't mean it like that Georgia but I know you're not the type to like someone.." He muttered, rubbing his eyes. He really hated this but he couldn't not tell Georgia.

Georgia: "Wow" Georgia muttered harshly under her breath. "So that's it?" she asked after a second, looking up at him, her tone hard, "because if it is, I can go..."

Dean: "No, jesus no, Georgia. You're still my best friend. God, I was just saying." He stuttered a little, sitting down on the side of the bed. "I'd do anything for you, you know that." He mumbled.

Georgia: "Right" she groaned, tipping her head back in frustration, before she hurriedly stood up and walked to the other side of the room next to the window where she stood for a few moments, breathing heavily, trying to not get angry - and failing. "So what the fuck then!?" she snapped a second later, whipping round to look at him "seriously, like what the fuck?"

Dean: Dean groaned as she got angry, looking up at her. "What the fuck are you angry for, Georgia?!" He snapped back, his eyes finding hers. "I just told you that I liked you maybe a little too much! It's not like I told you I got someone pregnant!" He groaned before flopping back on the bed.

Georgia: Unable to so much as just, hit something, Georgia let out a snarl of anger and took a step towards him, her fists clenching slightly, before she stopped herself. "Don't fucking bother" she snapped, turning back to the window, and opening it to get some air

Dean: Stepping up in front of her, he looked down at her. "No, Georgia! Don't bother what? Caring for you? Want me to leave you? Like everyone else? Fuck off, I'm not like those pricks. I'm not going to leave you. So just fucking calm down." He hissed at her, clenching his teeth together.

Georgia: "Don't push me Dean" she muttered, not looking at him, and merely balling her hands up into fists "I'm really not in the mood for bullshit"

Dean: "Fine then." He spat, before getting up. "Come fucking find me when you need to be rescued again." He growled, glancing back at her before walking towards the door.

Dean: Dean listened to the annoying Skype noise go off as he waited for his sisters to answer. He couldn't wait, he was like a little kid at Christmas. Hearing the noise go off and the screen fill with faces, he broke out into a grin. Ella was the first to talk of course. "Deany!" She squealed before Jazzy joined in. "Deany Bear, when are you coming back?!" The 13 year old demanded before they were both shut up by the elder sister, Gems. "Woah woah guys, Dean can't talk with you two questioning him." The taller girl said, although Dean still saw her as a kid. "Hey guys, you need to calm down alright?" Dean spoke softly, waving at them. "I'll be home before you know it, Jazzy bear." Dean said, but it was a lie. He couldn't disappoint them again. Licking his lips, he watched as the youngest pouted. "Deany, I miss you though.." Ella told him which made his heart clench in his chest. Fuck, he thought until he heard the door behind him open. Who was it? He thought.

Georgia: Georgia hated people going into her room. Like, passionately hated it. Mainly because her side of the room was a tip compared to Aarons and her desk was littered with books and other things. However, she didn't mind people borrowing her stuff, so long as they asked nicely. Which Dean had done, and so she'd given him the laptop. However, after much discussion with other people in the house, and a point that needed to be made, Georgia needed that laptop back so that she could search for something. Normally, she wouldn't have cared, but when it came to her ego, things got crazy. Of course, she was also probably interrupting some personal time...ah well. Opening the door, she quietly tiptoed in when she saw Dean at the laptop. Yeah, no he was busy. For a few seconds she was unsure what to do, before making the decision to just sit down on the bed

Dean: Peering over at Georgia, he raised an eyebrow. "Did you need this?" Dean asked softly before hearing a throat being cleared over the screen by his eldest sister. "Dean, you're still as rude as ever." The girl muttered, shaking her head. "Oh right." Dean mumbled before standing up and walking to Georgia. "Georgia, this is my sister Gems, Jazzy and then Ella." Dean spoke to Georgia, pointing out the different sisters. Ella blew a kiss at the screen and giggled. "Is that your boyfriend, Deany Bear?" Ella asked which made Dean shake his head. "No, I don't have a girlfriend." He muttered, shrugging his shoulders.

Georgia: "Erm...I can wait" Georgia mumbled after a pause, standing up to leave. This was clearly Dean's moment and she'd picked a bad time to interrupt. But when she heard her name, she paused and turned back to the screen, shooting Dean a look, "Oh right" she grinned "I've heard loads about you all" she said, waving at the screen, and bursting out into laughter at his reaction "oh no girls, he couldn't handle me, but the ladies are throwing themselves at him" she teased, nudging him lightly in the ribs

Dean: Glaring back at Georgia, he stuck his tongue out at her. "He talks abou us?" Ella said childishly, giggling again. "Course I do, baby girl." Dean replied softly, sighing under his breath as he realised how much he missed them. "I was almost certain he was gay!" Gems explained, laughing before Dean groaned loudly. "Thanks Gems, I'm totally not gay!" Dean hissed before looking at Georgia. "Who throws themselves at me huh? Shiloh possibly. Little raccoon eyed b-mean person." Dean muttered before Ella caught him out. "Deany! You should put a dollar in the swear jar!" Ella complained, causing Jazzy to laugh softly behind the younger girl.

Georgia: "Don't worry, I definitely had him down as gay best friend" Georgia smirked, moving closer to the screen to get a better look at the three girls. "Oh please, you love her really" she shrugged, tipping her head back slightly to shoot him a wink. "You have a swear jar! That is adorable"

Dean: "Hey! I'm right here!" Dean exclaimed, giving Georgia a glare which made Gemma smirk knowingly. What was up with everyone thinking the wrong about them? "No, I hate her.." Dean laughed before Jazzy chimed in. "You're just a grumpy butt, Deany Bear!" Jazzy laughed softly, which earned a nod from Ella. "Yes, we have a swear jar but Dean was the only one who cussed." Ella explained, giving a lopsided grin at Georgia. "Whoops." Dean laughed softly. "Guys, I'm sure Georgia has something to do.." Dean drawled which caused Ella to pout. "You're just trying to get rid of your lady friend, Deany. Because Jazzy and Gems can embarrass you." Ella said stubbornly, crossing her arms over her chest.

Georgia: "I'm just saying it how it is, you definitely gave off the...gay vibe" she smirked, though her tone was a light teasing one as she sat and properly listened to the three girls, a small smile on her face. They were undeniably adorable, there were no other words. "I can believe that" she nodded seriously "he's a proper potty mouth here, we're always telling him to shut up" she shrugged, grinning back at the screen. "Oh no, I'm 100% free" she interjected, turning her head quickly to look at him. "I certainly want to know everything embarrassing moment"

Dean: "I do not! Woah, rude! I'm never rescuing your ass again!" He teased back, shaking his head as he watched the girls on screen. God he'd missed them, he thought to himself. "I'm not that bad! Guys!" Dean groaned, shaking his head as he chuckled. "You're horrible, Dean." Gemma said laughing softly. "Deany Deany Deany, guess what?!" Ella buzzed happily, bouncing up and down. "What, baby?" Dean asked, raising an eyebrow. "I got a new boyfriend!" Ella giggled, twirling a little. "Damn, who is it this time?" He asked, chuckling softly. Turning to look at Georgia, he furrowed his eyebrows. "Mean!" He said, poking her side playfully. "Yes! Oh my god, embarrassing stories about Dean!" Jazzy laughed, clapping her hands together. "Well, one time Dean dressed as a Disney Princess for Ella's birthday." Jazzy smiled at the screen sweetly, her statement had made Dean groan loudly afterwards. Lets just say he wasn't the prettiest princess.

Georgia: "Oh nooo, I can't have that, I need my knight" she turned back to the screen "seriously you're brother is like my life saver. I think I would have definitely died without him". As one of the girls began to talk about her new boyfriend, Georgia's smile grew wider. She'd never had that sort of relationship with anyone. It was the plight of the only child. "I'm impressed" she murmured with a nod, surveying him "I definitely would have had you down as the over protective brother type- hey, I'm no meanie" she retorted, poking him straight back with a laugh as she listened to the story, her eyes widening in delight as she began to laugh "you as a princess" she laughed hysterically, pointing at him as she stuck out her tongue, "I can't see it babe, sorry"

Dean: "Really? It's underneath all his... grumpiness." Jazzy laughed softly before Ella eagerly nodded with her. "She's like six, babe. Boyfriends won't do anything." Dean laughed before adding. "But Jazzy on the other hand, no boys. You got it?" Dean said, glaring at his 13 year old sibling. "Rude!" Jazzy frowned at the screen. Hearing Georgia laugh hysterically, he frowned and shook his head. "You are all mean!" Dean exclaimed. "Yes and he danced to that song by the Spice Girls.. You know the one that's like if you wanna be my loverrr." Jazzy continued with the story, giving Dean a cheeky smile. "You little brat!" Dean said, a smile still on his face. "When I get home you're so dead, Jazzy Bear!" Dean said before realising that he wouldn't be home for a good while and let out a long sigh.

Georgia: "Oooh you say that" Georgia teased lightly before shrugging "you just make sure you stick to swapping gummy rings and holding hands okay" she told both of them. She could say from personal experience whole heatedly "boys aren't worth it, trust me" she told them nodding her head wisely. "Yes! Oh my god that was like my favourite song ever! I never had you down as a spice girls fan" she joked, her face still a picture of amusement, though she noticed the sigh, and nudged him as he did, shooting him a look. "Go on then, you might as well show us your dance moves" she carried on quickly, wanting to change the subject before he turned into Mr Mope again

Dean: "Hey, not all boys are bad!" Dean exclaimed, shaking his head. "But seriously, even hand holding is pushing it, babies." Dean cooed softly, causing the girls to nod. "No! I am not dancing in front of you Georgia!" Dean defended himself, laughing a little. "Oh, want to be cool in front of your girlfriend Dean?" Jazzy teased them before adding. "Hand holding and gummy rings only!" Dean snorted a little. "Deannnnnnny, you still haven't read me that book!" Ella complained afterwards, her eyes tearing up. "I will babe, I will. I promised didn't I?" Dean jumped a the question a little. This was going to kill him, he couldn't go back home.

Georgia: "You're so boring" Georgia rolled her eyes, shoving him lightly, letting out a small laugh at the brunette's comment. "He's not my boyfriend. Don't worry girlies, I'm not corrupting him, he's just realized what an awesome force I am, without the obligatory relationship" she told them, trying to move in front of Dean so that they couldn't see his reaction. Quickly, she dropped down to whisper in his ear "cry all you like, but not in front of them, okay?" before she turned back to the screen. "Why doesn't he read it for you from here?" she asked, by way of trying to placate the small one

Dean: "I am not boring. That's it no more shining knight or whatever!" Dean teased her, shoving her back gently. "Okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay sure." Jazzy smirked a little. She was slightly more like her brother than any of his other siblings. "Then what are you? Friends? You seem too close for friends." Jazzy mused before Dean glared at her. "You're just over observing things, Jasmine." Dean laughed softly before raising an eyebrow at Georgia's comment. "I don't cry. I just.. Miss them." He whispered back before Ella answered Georgia's question. "It's not the same. Deany lifts me to bed and tucks me in then he reads to me." Ella explained, pulling the bear in her hands close to her body. "And he gives me all my teddies and kisses my forehead and my teddies foreheads too!" Ella continued, her voice happy and soft. "He's like a real daddy." Ella added with a firm nod. "That's all true by the way. I wonder if I told everyone that would I get laid.." Dean joked, shaking his head a little before grinning.

Georgia: "Well, I'll have to find a replacement then won't I" Georgia sniffed, sticking her nose up in the air in faux upset. "He's an idiot, and I'm the only one who puts up with him, so he like never leaves me alone" she told her, dropping her previous tone. "Well if you cry in front of them" she muttered to him "then they'll get upset, and I can't deal with everyone crying". As Ella spoke, Georgia's attitude kind of melted into a big puddle, and she turned to look at him in surprise. "I think it just might you know" she grinned "hey, I didn't know any of that, you never tell me anything do you"

Dean: "No one can replace me. You'd never find someone as handsome." Dean laughed softly, wrapping an arm around Georgia's shoulder. "He is an idiot. I like you, you should visit us." Ella babbled mindlessly, grinning hugely. "I know, babe. I'm not going to cry." Dean whispered in her ear before laughing along with Ella. "He doesn't tell anyone because he's stupid." Ella explained, nodding. "He's a softie, really. He does just about anything to cheer us all up. He made Jazzy pizza with smiley faces on them one day because she was sad a-and he played tag with me and my friends all the time." Ella giggled, making Dean blush. He clearly cared for his sisters more than anyone. "And when Gems douchey boyfriend broke up with her, Dean stayed and watched Disney films with her!" Jazzy added, making Dean chuckle. Everyone always listened to Ella, she was sulky when they didn't, hence why no one had talked when she was talking.

Georgia: "Oooh, I dunno, they'd have to beat the cheekbones, and that's hard to do" she nodded, tapping his own cheekbones lightly with a smirk "but I reckon Brad would be up to the task" she goaded lightly, before turning back to the computer, leaning against Dean "well I like you too, so I'll definitely try" she promised with a smile. It was true. They were cute and Georgia could see why Dean missed them, and why he'd want to go back home. "Well, if you do, I'll break out my sexy ass dance moves to cheer you all up" she threatened with a small grin. "Well I am seeing a whole new side to you Dean Fuller" she nodded impressed. "An adorable side too"

Dean: "Didn't you, you know, s-l-e-e-p with him?" He muttered quickly, raising an eyebrow. "Babe you'd miss me if I didn't rescue your ass." He replied cheekily before Ella squealed with joy. "Deany, you have to bring her and we can play dress up again!" Ella clapped a little, her big eyes shining with excitement of a new friend. "Sexy dance moves my ass." Dean snorted, nuzzling his nose off of her shoulder playfully. "He must like you a lot, Miss Georgia. He's never showed us any girl before." Ella explained, shrugging her shoulders. "Maybe he can read you a story too and put you to bed!" Ella said happily, giving them a toothless grin. "Els, how many teeth are gone now?!" Dean asked, shocked. "Uh.. Four or so.. I'm getting big Deany!" Ella giggled.

Georgia: "Yeah...but I mean, if he found me like gross and with vom in my hair or whatever, he'd have no room to go all judgey judgey like you do" she shrugged, brushing off his comment "well, I'd certainly miss out on the mccy d's" she nodded by way of agreement. "They are so sexy" she protested, snapping her teeth at him jokingly "well, in his defense, I sort of barged my way in" she shrugged, shoving his nose off her shoulder. "He can?" she broke off, trying not to start laughing again. "You'd like that wouldn't you Deany baby" she winked playfully. "Oh wow, lets see Els" she said looking closer at the screen "she's definitely getting big Dean" she nodded happily at Ella's laugh

Dean: "I don't go judgy judgy.." He mumbled, glaring down at the blonde haired girl. "You would." He nodded firmly before he tickled her side. "I'm sure they are in your dreams." He smirked, winking at her. "He can. He'd do it if he cares about you." Ella nodded a little, grinning again. "As long as you're not drunk, I wouldn't really mind." Dean said honestly with a shrug. Ella bared her teeth or well her gums at Georgia and grinned. "The Tooth Fairy came and gave me a dollar for each tooth! I was rich!" Ella clapped again. "Too big for my liking." Dean laughed softly before looking at the girl serious. "Ella baby girl, I have to go alright? And you need to eat dinner with Gems and Jazzy. Can you tell them I had to go? I miss you, baby. I'll be back to see you alright? I love you." Dean told her, causing the girl to let out a shaky breath. "I miss you too and I love you too... I won't tell mammy you rang.." Ella said softly before hanging up. Clearing his throat to get rid of the sudden lump, Dean turned. "You got an A+ in Ella's book." He stated with a small smile.

Georgia: "In yours too" she smirked back, sticking her tongue out at him. "Oh, now the assumption that I'm always drunk is truly outrageous" she groaned, dropping her head back with a grumble. She had brought it on herself, but still. "I mean, I'm not always drunk" she shrugged, looking back up, "just some of the time". As Dean finished off his little conversation, Georgia gave them all a little wave, before they disappeared off the screen. "They're so cute. Like, adorable. I don't know how you left them" she countered with her own smile

Dean: Dropping the subject on Georgia's drinking habits, he shrugged at her final question. "I had to. Ella's basically my child. From the minute she was born, I raised her. My mam.. She's an alcoholic and home stressed me out big time so Gemma made sure I left." Dean explained in a rush, his head still jumbled. "I miss Ella the most, you know. She's like my own kid so it's understandable." Dean muttered all too softly. He knew that Ella knew she was his favourite because she always used it to her own advantage.

Georgia: "Oh" Georgia mumbled softly, starting to begin to understand why he was so anti drinking. "I get it now" she nodded softly, looking at her feet as she listened to him talk about her. "I can tell" she said after a moments pause, looking back up "it must be weird, not having them around..." she trailed off, not quite knowing what to say

Dean: Shrugging it off, Dean gave her a small smile. "It is yeah. I mean, I barely went to school because I minded them.. I think I did an okay job at raising Ella though." Dean said, biting down on his lip a little. "They're sweethearts. But I'm glad I'm not home." Dean nodded firmly. "Wouldn't of met you." He teased, winking at her.

Georgia: "She's amazing, trust me" Georgia nodded enthusiastically, "like that kid is seriously gonna be a heart breaker one day, I can just tell". Something about the enthusiasm, crossed with the adorableness and the slight attitude. Yeah, she was definitely not going to be short of admirers. "Well that's true, and that definitely would have been boring for you" she grinned crookedly at him, nudging him with her elbow

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Dean: Snorting, Dean shook his head. "She won't be going near any boys. Unless I end up dying!" Dean joked, shrugging his shoulders. "She's a great kid. Loads of teddy bears though." He said with a laughed before smirking. "What would my life be without you?" He joked, winking at her before laying back on the bed.

Georgia: "Everyone says that but facts of life Dean, human race gotta carry on somehow" she paused for a second, so as to let him finish speaking. "Well that's pretty normal for a kid her age" Georgia said, raising an eyebrow slightly at him, "if she didn't have those, I'd be worried" she carried before lying next to him, propping up herself with one elbow so that she was facing him "good question, an I have the answer, dull, dull ooh and boring" she joked before dropping back onto the bed, letting out a small contented sigh

Dean: "Well with all the dang gays around here no kids will be made!" Dean joked. He had nothing against gays at all but it was over populating in the house. "Yeah I guess just kissing all them takes a long time." Dean chuckled softly before smirking. "Yes, you are oh so brilliant, Miss Georgia." He joked softly. "You know they're right about them never meet any other girl before. You're just that awesome." He teased her, leaning over to look at her.

Georgia: "True, good thing that this house isn't exactly an equal representative of the real world demographic" she agreed, getting her nerd on as she did, and going pink in the process "You have to kiss everyone of them?" she asked, raising both eyebrows this time as she allowed her cheeks to return to their natural color "wow, I mean that's a lot" she nodded slowly, her tone soft, a small smile on her face as she looked up to the ceiling. "Well obviously" she snorted, "Come on, who else do you know that is this awesome and perf and generally a sass bomb of sass huh?"

Dean: "I guess so, dork." Dean teased, nuzzling her cheek playfully. Seeing her turn pink, he raised an eyebrow. "Yeah a lot of kisses on teddy bears." He agreed with a nod of his head. Bursting into laughter, he shrugged. "Oh I don't know. Kathy?" He joked before smirking. "No, you're the best babe." He said half seriously.

Georgia: "Oh god don't, I am such a dork" she groaned, biting down on her lip, batting his face lightly "prize dork of the year" she chuckled resignedly. "Wow, you are a softie aren't you" she joked "all those angsty things are covering up a teddy bear sweetness". Turning her head, she poked him lightly on the stomach "oi, I'm the best blondie out there. There's no competition"

Dean: "Yep. Dork of the year. S'okay though, you're my dork." Dean smiled a little before shaking his head at her next comment. "Yes I am I guess. Leave me and my teddy bear kissing issues alone!" He joked happily before smirking. "I personally find Kathy better than you, blondie." Dean teased her, a cheeky grin on his lips.

Georgia: "Best kind of dork there is" she agreed happily "nope, not happening" she teased "the entire world will know that you kiss teddy bears not people" she winked "then they really will think you're gay!" she laughed sticking out her tongue at him. "Oooh, you're going the right way about getting a snap" she threatened lightly, rolling onto her side to glare at him

Dean: Letting out a laugh, Dean tickled her and smirked. "You won't tell them anything, Miss Georgia." He nodded, shaking his head before kissing her cheek. "You know I love you the most." He told her honestly, putting his hands behind his head.

Georgia: Letting out a small squeal at his tickle, Georgia flinched and shoved him lightly with a laugh, "Oh now I know that's not true" she nodded "Because you have those beautiful girls at home"

Dean: Dean smiled, nodding his head a bit. "Okay, they're the exception. I love you more than anyone here?" He offered, looking over at her in the eye. His words were true, if it was one thing Dean wasn't, it was a liar. "Even more than Kathy." He nodded firmly.

Georgia: "Awwh shucks" Georgia giggled, going bright red and looking away from him "damn it Dean, I always had myself down as the cool aloof emotionless one, and now look what you've done to me"

Dean: "Are you blushing, Georgia?" Dean smirked, poking at her cheek playfully. "Oh damn, babe. I think you made me turn soft too!" He laughed. "Never really thought I'd have friends here." He mumbled softly.

Georgia: "Maybe" she mumbled, ducking her head down slightly at his poke, and covering her cheeks. "Wow, I deserve a medal for that shit" she grinned sticking out her tongue at him "well you've got me, and I'm like the best kind of friend like ever, so you did pretty well there"

Dean: "And why are you blushing?" Dean laughed softly, shaking his head a little. She was ridiculously cute at times though Dean didn't want to admit that. "Yes, this is true. You and Kathy." Dean shrugged a little. He guessed Kathy was his friend.

Georgia: "Because you're embarrassing me" Georgia complained, tapping him on the nose. "Yes, well you know how I feel about you and Kathy" she smirked with a small wink

Dean: "Me and Kathy... We're nothing. You're convinced we're going to angry bang aren't you?" He joked, rolling his eyes at her. "You'd totally be jealous." He snorted, poking her nose back.

Georgia: "Of course" she replied, smirk turning into a wide grin "and when it happens I want details, okay?" she teased, leaning her head into his shoulder "oh yeah, totally jealous" she said in a faux serious tone, rolling her eyes at him

Dean: "You'd have to ask her. I don't like talking about my sex life." He joked, running his hand through her hair gently. "It's all the sexual tension between her and me you know?" He teased, making a face. "You could totally have me too." He laughed softly

Georgia: "Really?" she asked skeptically, narrowing her eyes slightly "every teen movie tells me that boys always brag about their sex life" she paused, looking at him intently for a few seconds, before dropping the look with a snort. "Oh babe, you couldn't handle me" she bragged lightly

Dean: "Really. I've never bragged about my sex life and probably never will. I don't sleep around like most boys." Dean informed her with a shrug of his shoulders. Giving her a look back, he shook his head. "Think it would be the other way around." He teased.

Georgia: "My beliefs in you get higher every day" she smiled at him, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek "oh no, Curly, if you can't cope with my sexy dancing there's no way you'd be able to handle it" she laughed, prodding him lightly in the side

Dean: "Someone's a bit cuddly today." He joked, stretching out on the bed before bursting into laughter. "I've never seen you dance, Georgia!" He stated, rolling his eyes at her. "I'm well capable. I'd prove it but eh.." He smirked devilishly

Georgia: "Hey, I've offered, you just haven't been there" she shrugged, sitting up slightly to look down at him, eyes narrowing once again "excuse me?"

Dean: "Nothing. I was messing around." Dean laughed, poking her stomach. Dean hadn't really ever thought of Georgia in such a way so he was always joking around with her but now he was starting to think about it since everyone had started mentioning it.

Georgia: "Good, because as I told Kathy that's like" she paused, thinking of the word. "Friendcest. Or Incest, I dunno" she shuddered, wrinkeling her nose "just...weird"

Dean: "I agree." He laughed, rolling off the bed to go and open the window so he could take a smoke. "You know I think she's convinced something's going on here and it's really annoying." Dean muttered around his smoke.

Georgia: "Eh, I'm not that surprised in a way" Georgia shrugged, turning to watch him by the window, though she stayed lying on the bed "I mean, this house is just like, incestuous in itself, I mean everyones gotten off with each other at least once" she shrugged, looking back up to the ceiling "but she's just kidding around, ignore her if you want to"

Dean: "I suppose. I walked into one of the rooms one day and I think that Scott guy was making out with some dude then the next day another dude and so on." Dean mumbled blowing smoke out of the side of his mouth. "I know. I like her and all but she's annoying at times." He laughed, shaking his head a little. Kathy just got under his skin way too much sometimes.

Georgia: "Scott's a bit of a man whore or at least that's what I hear" she chuckled, running a hand through her hair. "See, this is why I can see you two having great hate sex" she remarked casually, smiling to the ceiling

Dean: "So is that Ethan guy. Stupid whores around here." Dean laughed before perching himself on the windowsill. "Yeah. We probably would. Great now I'm going to think about that when I'm around her. Thanks Georgia!" He joked, smirking a little as he tipped ash out the window.

Georgia: "Harry's worse though" she pointed out after a small pause to think as she sat up. "Mwahaha I'm evil" she cackled, joining him on the window sill "it's my pleasure - when it happens you two should definitely make a sex tape, you could make a bomb from it"

Dean: "Yes! He is. I think he's fucking the ginger.. Meeka? Micah? Whatever her name is." Dean snorted, shrugging his shoulder before handing her the ends of his cigarette. "I need money so that's one way!" He laughed, leaning back slightly. "I'm sure she wouldn't agree though." He frowned a little.

Georgia: "Micah. She's nice, I haven't spoken to her much, but she seems nice" She nodded slowly, taking the cigarette "oh I don't know" she shrugged "I'm sure you could be persuasive"

Dean: "I'm sure she is." Dean nodded before laughing. "What? Make a porno with me and I'll give you constant great sex?" He asked with a raised eyebrow before looking out the window. "Totally going to text her and ask if she would make one with me." He laughed, taking his phone out of his pocket.