Secrets in Doncaster: Part 1 - George Clarke
George Clarke x Y/N (1800 words)
A soccer Saturday in Doncaster is spent laughing and drinking with friends... and the occasionally minion. However, can a secret go viral?
warnings: alcohol consumption, creating bets, swearing, a grumpy minion.
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"And hi, I'm y/n and I also want to go to Brighton because I'm the pirate captain of the Arthur and Chris ship."
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The pub smelt of old beer and cheap crisps, as I sat sandwiched between Becky and George; a pear cider sat in my hand as I nursed the drink whilst listening to Chris explain the rules for todays soccer Saturday.
"And every time that your team scores you get to hand out a drink for someone else to do and every time that team concedes you have to down your drink." Chris explains to the group as I felt eyes to my left giving me a side-eye glance with a smirk.
"Oh shush George. You better not give me any drinks this video." I threaten, turning to face my boyfriend.
A chorus of laughter was heard from the group, as George shoots me a wink in my direction. "Darling, you got so plastered last time off of only three pints and it was hilarious." George tries to defend himself but luckily my best friend Becky has my back.
"Don't worry we'll gang up on the boys today. Girls for the win!"
"I'm taking offence to that. I thought we were going to stick together." Arthur Hill chimes up. He's referring to the last time the group had hung out at our George's' place. Becky and I may have had four too many cocktails made by Flo, and ended up having a drunk deep and meaningful conversation with Arthur.. Well it wasn't much a conversation, rather a large amount of gossip said by us girls as Arthur nodded along; and declaring himself to now be one of the girls.
"You take offence to everything, mate," the other Arthur hollered out as he down the remainder of his drink; raising the empty glass to the group, and silently offering if anyone else needed a drink.
"Ten quid he's gone before we even get to the surprise location." I whisper to George, as he signals his empty glass in return to get a refill.
"Ten quid says he's gone before we get off the train and it's a deal." George replies, stretching his hand out for a handshake. We shake to our deal and he moves his right arm to now stretch behind me, pulling me closer to this side. I raise an eyebrow to the motion and he replies to a shrug.
George and I have been together for a while now; but the only thing we haven't publicly announced it to the fans. We did the classic friends to dating scenario; where we've known each other since he first posted his jokes of TikTok, and I posting my first viral book video about authors I love and would die for on TikTok. Our fans and friends had always spotted something between George and I, but both of us were too scared to admit anything to each other until one movie night at my flat where he kissed me.
We simply hadn't told the fans as we were happy living in our little bubble with only the select group of people; including our family and friends knowing. Although, we both know how smart our fans are and they have began to notice the closeness between us, and are beginning to make twice as many fan edits of us, which is quite sweet and I often show to George when we're lying in his bed together.
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The remainder of our time spent at the so-called-quiet pub, of which didn't remain quiet with our cheers and reaction, was filled with eyes glued to the Tv and watching intense football games; and praying for a nice place to go and not some obscure ghost town.
"Doncaster? Where in the bloody world is that?" I exclaim out to the group, eyebrows raising as Chris and Becky pull out their phones to investigate.
I shifted away from George, leaning over Becky's shoulder to investigate alongside her. The small amount of distance between George and I did not exist for that long as he too moved himself; leaning into my, our bodies pushed flush together as he glanced over my shoulder to view the screen.
I glance over my shoulder, now pressed and stuck between my best friend and my boyfriend, catching George's eye as he looks at me smugly.
The remainder of the group consisted of the two Arthur's still researching about Doncaster, and Isaac leaning his head against the arm of the couch letting out a deep sigh before making a quick one-liner to Chris resulting in the bubbly laughter to explode from the group.
Finally George had leant back into the couch, with me following suit and nestling myself back into his side. Chris reached over for his bag from behind his couch.
And that's when I felt it - a soft pair of lips pressing into the side of my forehead.
In return, my hand quickly shot out, giving a smack to George's thigh. "George! the fans are going to go bonkers over that."
He let out a toothy grin, zero shame and a shrug, "good. Let 'em."
Before I could open my mouth to question my boyfriend, Chris' voice breaks the small silence. However, a thought lingered on my mind; does George want to tell our fans?
Chris is holding a card in on hand, of which displays six tasks, and Chris voice is heard explaining them all; and as the group thinks, Isaacs' voice cuts through.
"We should add a seventh task for George and Y/N... keep their hands off of each other."
George and I both give a shake of our heads, knowing this was not going to happen at all, as we're always drawn to each other.
Arthur Hill begins to agree with Isaac, "yeah maybe your secret from your fans will actually be well kept for once."
"Oh shut up Hill." I reply.
Becky begins to chime into the conversation too, "I think it should be if I can keep my hands off of Y/N." Becky then follows up her joke with pressing a kiss to my cheek.
George only gives a chuckle and a shake of his head before downing the remainder of his pint.
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We all sat on the train heading to Doncaster, as my eyes still regulated to the harsh bright lights in the train cabin. I was sat across from Becky with Chris next to me and the other four boys across the aisle from us.
"We're off on a big adventure with the boys." Becky declared cheerfully, the joke never wearing off as I chuckle at the inside joke. Chris gives the two of us a side eye before turning to the vlog camera with a theatrical eye roll.
Across the aisle, the boys chat about football - getting heated as the cheers for goals continue - but I was only half-listening. Becky, Chris and I, are playing an intense game of Uno from a deck I forced George to bring with the reward of a kiss.
I glance up from the deck for a moment, and see my boyfriend sitting across from me with his eyes closed and an index finger pointed at me. Then slowly, he opens his eyes with a grin, and the remainder of the boys let out an explosion of laughs.
"What?" I asked, suspicious.
"Sorry darling, but, you've got to have a drink." George snickers with mock sympathy.
"I hate you."
"No darling, you do in fact love me."
I roll my eyes, as Chris places a passionfruit martini can in front of me. I let out a groan and the automatic frown on my face shows exactly what I am thinking - I hate passionfruit.
Becky knows about my hatred after one time I yelled at a bartender for giving me the wrong drink once; she leaned in and whispered, "I have a plan."
The plan? For my new brand new Adidas sambas to be used for us to both do a shoey as we switch drinks; I hand her the passionfruit and take her whiteclaw.
"The boys can't one up us yet!" She exclaimed before we do the shoey. The group lets out a chorus of cheers as bystanders turn to look at us.
"And you've got to kiss those lips tonight George." Arthur TV blurts out, forgetting that it will need to be edited out.
"And there's more editing for me." Chris says.
""Oh I'm sorry guys." Arthur quickly says, bring him hand to cover his mouth."
"Don't worry about it mate." George says, not really minding what our fans see anymore.
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We keep drinking, as I loose tally of how much I've already had; it's somewhere between "I could have the confidence to run a half-marathon" and "I really want to make out with my boyfriend." The alcohol was beginning to take affect on the most of us; however, George sat there being effected.
We had shuffled seats a while ago, once we were first told the train was going to be held up and we all had to stand up to move our legs. I was now seated next to George, curled into side with my head resting against his bicep. I was engaged with an intense staring contest with Arthur TV across from me.
Simple rule we made; loser had to finish their drink. Which was a big stake for us both since we're both lightweights.
"Arthur I know you like to win, but not this time!" I mutter, narrowing my eyes.
"Yeah right," Arthur spat back at me.
I was winning the game; I knew it, Arthur eyes with starting to shut.
And then George's hand slid onto my thigh.
A tight squeeze.
Completely unexpected.
"HA! YOU BLINKED!" Arthur yelled out, throwing his hand up into the air as if he was thanking the imaginary crowd.
I groaned and let my face fall against George's chest in defeat, smacking a lazy hand against his stomach. "That was cheating."
"I didn't do anything," George said with fake innocence. I give him a pout and reach over to my full can and downed it in one go, pulling a face of disgust as I felt the bubble go down my throat.
"Oh no," Becky whispered across the aisle, watching me with wide eyes.
I buried my eyes into George's side, as I slurred the words, "this is your fault."
"And yet," he said smugly, nudging my head with his own, "no regrets." George kissed my forehead looking down at me.
"Now if they fans saw that, they would combust." Isaac joked to us both.
We let out a shared chuckle, as I latched my hand to his, intertwining our fingers. I felt three tight squeezes to my hands, as I responded to George with four tight squeezes.
Before anything else can be said, the train began moving again, dragging us closer to Doncaster; and to the events of which may happen there.
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and there's my first post!! I hope you all love it, as much as how much I loved creating it!
I realised I had so many ideas for this story; so have decided to make it a multiparter. However, if you have any requests, please send them through :)
See you next time,
mwah x