Georgia's POV

*Last night*

I had spent time with James for the past 3 days before he left for tour and it was engraved in my head.. the things he had said to me and how he had truly brought me up. I left Gavryn and my mum once I watched my mother cry and her lips turn into the largest smile I had ever seen. I walked and spent the rest of my money and I had a cabbie take me back to James' home.. It was storming quite heavily and I felt drained.. I had not expressed my sadness outside of my own thoughts yet and by the time James opened the door I fell in his arms. He carried me to my bed in the basement and laid me down as he sat on the edge of it.

"He lied to you didn't he?" James asked softly. All I could do was cry now. I moved my head up and down as James slowly moved onto the bed wrapping me in his arms.

"Denis let's go too easily." I sobbed into James chest "He loves this band we all love this band but you are too much for him to juggle both. He loves you too much for you to suffer throughout the whole tour."

"He just promised me James. You wouldn't promise Brandi that you would never leave and then go on tour without saying anything."

"No I wouldn't do that." I watched James chew on his cheek alittle bit before continuing, "You also have this whole situtation about your parents and he thinks you need to find yourself.. I'm not saying that you should listen to him and completely go all out but maybe you should just move away from England for awhile and just find who you want to be."

"I'm going to Ukraine." I said pulling my face from James' chest

"Why would you do that?"

"I have family from my father's side there and I think that it would be best for me to just stay there, learn a diffrent language and just learn to be me.."

James looked scared

"It's only going to make matters worse."

"No." I shook my head "I love Denis.. I will find a way to be with him again in the future but this- my future shouldn't be like my past. I need to meet my family and to try and make some sort of connection to them."

"Your father's family?"

"Yes." I nodded "It's what I'm doing and where I plan on living. "

"Fine. Do what you think is best. I support you 100%."

Georgia's POV
Several months later

I currently lived in Kiev, Ukraine in my own complex in this rather large apartment building. I had recently spent my first few weeks meeting Vlada and I had changed my appearance. I changed my name to Georgia Levchenchov. I didn't look the same as I had in England. My skin was sickly pale and I cut my bangs and I was fluent in Ukrainian. It's funny how time changes people I also turned one year older... 18 years old and I now worked in this large restaurant that served many different ethnic foods, on my spare time I wrote whatever was on my mind and this passed my afternoons quickly. I called James every other day and we talked. We spoke of his touring but mainly what I was up to. How many different people I meet daily and how living in a different country was.. It was nice but at times it made me feel as if I was still missing that one person in my life.. I thought of Denis everyday but I had moved on from him. I had a neighbor named Curt and he was from America. We worked at the same restaurant and most times we would go on walks. I didn't drink but I was sure I went through a pack of cigs everyday. I never told Curt about me, in fact I made up a huge lie. I told him I lived in the Ukraine all my life and that I grew up with my aunt Vlada. He believed me even though I didn't even have an accent of someone from here. I still sounded British but he never noticed.
Curt Rollins was 30 years old. He moved here from America after he was discharged from the army. The connection I had with Curt was that he knew a man named George Wesley. My brother.. my relationship with Curt was nothing but lies and he believed anything I had told him. But if it wasn't for Curt I would have never heard anything else about George.. I was with Curt one Sunday afternoon we were out for coffee and he told me everything he did in the army.. This was when he spoke of a brown haired boy named George. He told me that George was very quiet most times and that he met him in boot camp before they went to Syria.. He told me the stories George had and that he spoke faintly of a sister.. Curt said George never gave him a name but said she was still alive somewhere..

I was currently with Curt on a early winter morning. I was helping him pack his bags for America.. He was leaving me. "George is back in his hometown. You know how much that makes me jump! I thought he died..." after all of these weeks listening to Curt talk about my brother I was excited to know that he was still alive but it also made me sad because Curt was my only real friend here although our friendship was built on my lies he was honest. Once he left me this morning to see my brother back in America, I received a call from James and this time it was earlier than usual.

"Georgia!" He sounded out of breath

"Hello James, how are you?"

"Great, listen tonight I need to see you." He said

"I'm not leaving Ukraine." I said pacing my brown shag carpeted living area

"You don't have too. We are playing tonight in downtown Kiev.. We are pretty psyched about it, our tour manager totally knows you and is cool if you just show up back stage."

"I don't know about this."

"Just show up please?"

"I.." I tried to pull the face of Denis out of my head "Okay look it I come you have to promise me that it's-"

"Denis needs to see you more than any of us. He wants to just talk it out, catch up. We are here till this Monday until we leave for Japan."

"That's 6 days here. Doesn't Denis have family and friends here?"

"Yes of course we are at his house right now." I heard distant yelling from Ben and Sam.

"Whose that!?" I heard Cameron yell

"Georgia." I heard many hellos from different voices "If you don't come I'm coming to your house."

"I don't want to come.. I don't want to see Denis he's a huge liar." I said

"What's the deal with you? Georgia this is all new just come okay?"

"Nope." I said "No way in hell am I coming to watch you guys play while your frontman is probably lying through the songs."

"You are bitter." James said as I heard keys jingling "Well if you don't want to come. I guess-" More keys rattling as the sound of an engine sparks in the background.

"James don't you dare show up here." I said

"Too late."
He hung up as I groaned throwing myself on the carpet. I didn't want to see Denis.. I didn't want to look into his eyes and fall all over again. I wasn't that girl who was abandoned and neglected as a kid... I wasn't a Wesley I was a Levchenchov and I was stronger than I ever have been in my entire life. I would not let this tear me down again and make me dependent on this man.
As I told myself no so many times I got up and went to the bathroom and showered. I got dressed in blue skinny jeans, an oversized black t-shirt and I brushed my hair out.. I cannot believe they had gotten me back again. I can never catch a break from these people. James was my best friend, we talked every single day since the day I left England but seeing him was different then just talking on the phone.

"HEY!" I heard loud banging on my door. British.. York... JAMES! He was outside my door I peeked through the hole and saw James and Cameron. I opened it slowly as James grabbed onto me and Cameron, Sam, and Ben barged in. As those three walked in I looked over James shoulder and saw Denis. He stood there staring at me with those wide chocolate eyes of his.. James let me go as Ben pushed me outside of my apartment locking it quickly.. they left me with Denis alone for the first time in months.

"I am so sorry." He said shaking his head

"I was broken for weeks over you." I scratched my neck.

"You look different." Denis stepped closer to me as I walked towards the staircase

"They are not going to let us back in for awhile." I said as I heard his footsteps in behind mine. "Let's go outside into the courtyard."
He caught up with me and so I decided to just talk with him.

"You do look different.. not the same Georgia I knew."

"I grew up. I have a job, an apartment, and a life."

"You had one with us before."

"Before you tore it down." I sat down on the stone bench as Denis sat next to me near the edge.

"It was for the best, look at you now. You are more mature then you were."

"I had to grow up because that's all I had to do."

"What have you been doing this whole time?" he placed his hand on my knee. I glanced at his hand and back to his face as he removed the hand from my knee.

"I came here after Gavryn and my mum reunited. They live in Brixton now. The house sold to the neighbor across the street."

"I want to know about you." Denis hesitantly said

"I lived with my aunt here for a few weeks. I learned Ukrainian, and now I live here in this building and work down the street in the Italian restaurant."

"You learned Ukrainian?"

"Yes." I said "My family speaks it therefore I should know it."

"What else has happened to you?"

"I cut my bangs for one." I paused forcing a smile at him "I changed my last name to Levchenchov."

"Georgia Levchenchov." I heard him pronounce.

"Yes, that's me now and I suppose it's going to stay that way."

"I like it."

"Good for you." I said "I've grown up Denis."

"You have."

"Maybe you should to?" I asked getting up walking back into the building. Denis caught up with me quickly and eventually he stopped me from going inside by standing in front of the door. "Move Stoff."

"I will never forgive myself for breaking you like that but don't you see what it's done?" He asked

"You made me move to another country, change my name, and learn another language."

"It's amazing." I shook my head pushing him out of my way taking the elevator to my floor. When the elevator stopped I ran to my door but was beat by Denis who pushed me against the wall. "Georgia!" He said to me as I tried to get out of his grip. I twisted and became quite stiff until I realized there was not stopping this.. "Give me a chance."

"Leave me alone Denis!" I yelled

"I won't." I watched his head move from left to right refusing my request, I wouldn't look at him and let him win. I couldn't do this. "I can't leave you alone again."

"Fuck you!" I yelled as his grip weakened as I pulled my wrists from him and I felt his hand on my shoulder once more before I knocked on my own apartment door. I turned to face him closing my eyes avoiding his. I felt his hands on my waist as I sighed pulling him as close as possible. We melted into one. "Denis...I am- I'm so sorry for this. All of this."

"You cannot apologize for what I did to us." I finally looked into Denis' eyes and I grabbed his neck kissing him.

Two chapters in one day. So I know this chapter may have seemed strange? I really don't know but Curt's character is not gone from the story line. That's my hint to you all and I really hope you liked it although the time skip was abit of a change.. anyhow love you all so very much <3 -mickey