Adopted by the Dream Team

Chapter Fifteen

George's POV

I woke up, a slight sweat, casing my body. My head was pounding, and my eyes stung. My throat was sore, and my stomach felt empty.

I don't remember what happened.

But I don't feel good.

Then suddenly,

I remember everything.

I was sick. I didn't feel good, Clay came in, a smile across his face.

I smiled weakly before violently grabbing the trash can near me, and puking into it.

I heard a boy and a girl voice in the background, but I couldn't understand what they were saying.

Then... Clay was cradling me in his arms.

I felt safe. Warm.

He undresses me.

Next thing I know, I'm in the bath, naked, and he too is in the bath.

But I don't think he was naked, I could feel cloth, as he held me in the warm water.

At first I had been embarrassed and fearful, then his arms wrapped around me,

And then it was like nothing mattered.

All the cares and troubles in the world, disappeared.

Then I feel my body rising, and my naked body wrapped around Clay.

I was naked, so I was blushing, obviously flustered.

Then I'm being dressed, and Clay's scent overwhelms me.

And I feel safe and secure again, and I feel slightly better, yet warm.

Then I come back to where I am now.

There's an arm wrapped around me, and I feel that safe feeling before I feel scared, and anxious.

I begin to wiggle violently, trying to break free.

I'm scared.

That's all I know.

I feel the person shift, moving at my pace, them, too, panicked.

"George? George!"

Next thing I know, my head is in someones hands. Clay and I make eye contact.

I'm still anxious, but I feel secure again.

"I- I'm.. I'm sorry!" I cry out, tears rushing out of my eyes, cold tears against my warm face. "C-Clay.." I fall into him, I embrace him, and squeeze him as hard as I can.

Clay cooed in my ear, trying to calm me.

"I.. I'm sick. I can feel it. I... I don't like being sick!" I yell into his chest, squeezing the fabric from the hoodie that embraced Clay.

"I know, and I'm here... No reason to freak out." His arms wrapped around me, and his head was rested upon my own.

Now I could smell his scent even more than before, and then it blacks out.

I'm asleep.

Clay POV

He stops moving. I think he's asleep, so I set him down next to my side once more, and I, too fall asleep.

Third person(Ivy)

Ivy walked in, and set her card down on the table next to the door, sipping on her smoothie. Ryder walked in close behind her, holding a drink for Nick.