Being alone was a normal occurrence for George. He didn't really mind it, or at least that's what he'd tell himself as he walked through his favorite field with a spliff between his lips and bruises adorning different bits of his pale skin.

George also was very used to being ignored. So when he walked into the coffee shop on this dreary Saturday morning he wasn't surprised to have people practically walk through him. Sometimes he wondered if he was a ghost.

George went up to the register and murmured his usual order in a soft voice. The girl there nodded and took down his order before making it for him and sending him on his way.

George sipped the black coffee and made his way out of the lively building, back into the cold and depressing London streets. As he walked along, seeing the groups of people laughing, he felt a pain in his heart. He disregarded the pain and walked in the direction of his favorite clearing.

He loved the clearing. It was a great place for him to be alone and write poetry and get high like the stereo-typically depressed and angsty teen he was. He stepped into the clearing, leaving the realms of society and entering his own world where nothing mattered more than him.

He walked for a while, past small trees and over a bridge into a forest like area. He sat at the bridge and pulled a notebook out of his large coat. The pages were yellowed and soft with age and the ink on some of the pages were smeared from when he wrote too fast or couldn't see the page because of his tear filled eyes.

He turned to the first untouched page and began to write whatever came to mind. He thought he was alone, nothing but his coffee and a new spliff between his lips to keep him company. Little did he know, Matty Healy the resident asshole, was hiding in these woods as well.

Matty wasn't aware of George's presence either as he smoked a fag, kicking rocks and dirt around. He just got dumped but what else is new? He's not exactly the sweetest person or the most loyal. He can't help it that he gets bored easily. No one has ever been able to capture his attention enough aside from his friends Adam and Ross.

Matty stared off into the distance as he smoked his fag and tried to forget about the world. Once he finished his fag he began to walk back towards society, leaving the forest behind. He took a different route, barely missing the boy sitting at the bridge alone smoking a joint.

George put his notebook away and stared down at the water. He could feel it splash up at his shoes that were hanging over the edge of the bridge. It really was beautiful, more beautiful then anything he'd ever seen. George stood up, brushing himself off and grabbing his empty coffee cup.

He glanced around him, taking in the features of the landscape before him. He began to walk back towards the dirty streets of London, to a world he didn't want to live in. He stepped on the sidewalk and almost felt himself shudder. He looked down at his dirt painted black vans and smiled slightly. On his way back to his lonely house he walked through an alley and ran into someone.

Literally ran into him.

The guy almost fell but George caught him.

" Dude let go of me and fuckin run! " he yelled.

" What? " George whispered.

He looked up and saw two police men looking around the alley stupidly. One spotted them and starting running over.

" Okay yeah lets run, " George's voice shook.

He had weed on him and if he got caught he would be in a hell of a lot of trouble. George and the guy ran as fast as possible, skirting past couples on the street and little kids running around. They finally made it to a little back alley place where the guy stopped him. They leaned against the wall and both heaved heavy breaths.

" What the hell was that about? " George asked, his voice barely above a murmur.

" Er sorry about that...I was selling coke to some girl when those guys came around the corner. I didn't want you to get caught by association since you were in the area. " the guy said.

He seemed quite nice despite being a drug dealer. The guy was familiar. George tried to remember where he'd seen the guy's face before but no memories came to mind.

" It's fine...whatever. " George said and walked off.

" Hey wait! "

George sighed but just kept walking. The guy came up beside him.

" What's your name, " he asked.

George snorted and took out his weed and rolling papers.

" Why does it matter to you? I don't do friends. I don't need to be dragged into a fake friendship just to be abandoned. " George growled.

The guy pouted slightly, " Awe c'mon! I'll tell you my name. "

" I don't care " George grumbled in reply.

" Well the name's Ace so remember it. "

George rolled his eyes as he rolled a spliff. He placed it between his lips and lit it, walking towards his house. The guy, Ace, was still following him. Ace was probably 6 feet tall and didn't seem to have a lot of muscle but just enough to defend himself. He had black hair and green eyes. He was pretty pale but still quite a cutie.

George stopped suddenly and stared at Ace.

" What do you want? " George asked, unaccustomed to the amount of attention he was receiving.

" I want too know your name...can't we be friends? "

George finally gave up. With a sigh he continued walking.

" George.. "

" What? " Ace asked.

" My name...is George. "

Ace nodded and smiled, " See that wasn't so hard...now give me your hand "

" Wh- " George was cut off by Ace taking his hand.

Ace took out a pen and quickly wrote a something on his hand.

" I'll see ya around love, " Ace said with a wink.

Ace turned away and took out a phone. George watched him walk away and heard him say the name Matty a few times. George sighed in confusion and looked down at his hand. ' 02066584319 Ace~ ;) ' was written on his skin.

Great.

A ' friend ' who's also a drug dealer and super flirty.

What more could George want?

George smoked his joint and made his way to his house, unlocking the empty building and stepping into the cold room. Home sweet home.

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HELLO NEW MROG FIC!!
I hope you guys enjoyed this first chapter!! I know this isn't the best first chapter but I was procrastinating and struggling starting this off. I hope you enjoy it anyways! Love you all!!

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