You Belong With Me

Chapter Two

In case you have forgotten this is a safe place for you to be yourself and love who you are. So I hope you have slept well, eaten enough today, staying hydrated, and getting enough time outside. This is now your happy place. If someone ever reads this, tell me how your day was. Well and another daily reminder that you are a beautiful smart little muffin and I hope you have a wonderful day/night or evening, whatever you prefer. Have a nice day and stay safely hydrated. This will probably be done soon because it's actually really cute and I love it. Now we go on with the story. Enjoy whatever this is.

This is today's lyrics that will be what the chapter is based on sort of. I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night. I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like. And she'll never know your story like I do.

Third-person

"Thank you again! Sorry, my mom works late Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday nights! Anyways, bye-bye!" George said as he unlocked the door and then locked it once he came in.  "He's cute," They both thought to themselves. George walked up the stairs as he shook off the blush that was present on his face from thinking about Clay. George opened the door to his room and walked inside. George slammed the door shut and threw his bag on the ground. He flung himself on his bed to cover his blushing face. He had just met Clay and he was already falling for him. George sighed and stood up and went to go open his window. He opened the curtains and then the window, so he could cool off. He had already finished his homework, so he was probably just going to read until he fell asleep. George went into the bathroom and changed his outfit into sleeping wear. George took off his hoodie and the shirt underneath and he traded it out for a bigger one that had soft material. He took off his jeans and traded them for some short shorts that were comfortable to sleep in. George opened the bathroom door because he heard a knock on his bedroom door. He looked at his watch and it was six in the nighttime, so it wasn't his mom. "I had a nightmare," Lily said as George opened the door. George looked down at his six-year-old sister who had her stuff animal in her hands and she had her pajamas on. "Do you wanna stay in here tonight?" George asked. She nodded and came into George's room. Lily was very strong-willed and independent, so George was surprised that she asked to stay in his room. George shut the door. "Do you wanna listen to some music?" George asked with a smile and Lily nodded. George turned on his phone and played some music that was calming and he knew that Lily loved it. (I am sorry the song Arcade by Duncan Laurence goes hard, so they are listening to it). Lily went into George's arms as he rocked her side to side while standing up in front of his bedroom window. "Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh," George hummed to Lily as they continued to sway from side to side. Little did Goerge know someone was watching him from another window. (I watched the music video so long ago I am trying to remember what happens in it lol). There sat Clay with his window and curtains open listening to George's soft voice. "Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh," George hummed once more as he moved Lily's hair out of her face. Lily smiled as she looked at her older brother with sleepy eyes. "A broken heart is all that's left. I'm still fixing all the cracks," George sang softly, but just loud enough for Lily and Clay to hear. George continued to sway with Lily in his arms as Clay debated whether or not he should record the beautiful singing. Clay sighed as he grabbed his phone and clicked record and held it against the window. "Lost a couple of pieces when. I carried it, carried it, carried it home," George sang softly as Lily seemed to wake back up again. "Their coming!" Lily yelled as she clutched onto George for dear life. "Shh, you're okay. I will fight them off for you," George said as he rubbed Lily's back, so she would calm down. The thing Lily was talking about was the monster in her dream. George's goal was to make her forget all about the horrid beast that haunted her dreams and turned them into nightmares. "I'm afraid of all I am. My mind feels like a foreign land. Silence ringing inside my head," George continued to sing, but this time a little bit louder, so he could block out the thoughts coming to Lily's mind. Clay smiled as he looked out his bedroom window at the two. He wishes his sister wasn't thirteen and very tall. He wanted someone to hold in his arms that wasn't his cat. "Please, carry me, carry me, carry me home. I've spent all of the love I saved. We were always a losing game," George sang as he started to bounce Lily on his hip. Clay shook himself awake as he felt himself drift off to dreamland at the sound of George's voice. Clay would have to ask George in the morning about this because George's voice was choir worthy. "Small-town boy in a big arcade. I got addicted to a losing game," George sang as his facial expression turned into a frown. He had always been there to help his mom with work and with chores around the house, he had forgotten about his mental health. He was stuck in this endless cycle of constantly helping others win in life, but he would end up never succeeding when it came to his own life. He liked it when others rose above him and he fell behind. That's just how his brain functioned. "Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh," George hummed as a few tears had slipped from his eyes. This song represented his life and how he felt. He had never done what he wanted in life. It was always what others wanted. "All I know, all I know. Loving you is a losing game," George sang as he smiled threw the tears, and looked at Lily who was slowly falling asleep. Clay watched through his bedroom window as the tears slipped from George's eyes and his face turned red. Clay was concerned for the boy and he wasn't sure what he should do. George had never fallen in love and it just now hit him when Clay came into his life. "How many pennies in the slot? Giving us up didn't take a lot. I saw the end 'fore it begun. Still, I carried, I carried, I carried on," George sang as he wiped his tears from his brown eyes and he continued swaying with Lily in his arms. He would never stop playing this game of life until his time had come. George was a fighter and a lover. He wasn't meant to live an everyday life and one day become a business person who sat in an office chair all day and waited for themselves to croak. George was meant to live a life full of disaster, excitement, joy, love, and anger. He was going to keep fighting and loving his life no matter what got thrown at him. "Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh," George hummed to himself as he moved his hair out of the way and wiped the tears that fogged up his glasses. Lily had fallen asleep a while ago and George continued to sing. "All I know, all I know. Loving you is a losing game," George said. His face flushed a bright red color as he thought of Clay holding George in his big strong arms. George shook the thought out of his head as he put Lily down on his bed. "Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh," George hummed as he stood up in front of the window looking at the sky. He hugged himself as he went back to swaying. "All I know, all I know. Loving you is a losing game. I don't need your games, game over. Get me off this rollercoaster," George sang to himself once more. George knew he shouldn't fall for the straight tall white boy he met less than five hours ago, but he couldn't help it and it was making him flustered. "Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh," George hummed again as he thought about life. He was put here for a reason and it was all coming to him now. He was here because he was that light that people needed. He was that hope at the end of a dark time. "All I know, all I know. Loving you is a losing game," George sang, he was there to help his mom through tough times. He was there to sing his sister to sleep when she needed it the most. "Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh," George sang as he smiled widely. He was the miracle child that his mom had after doctors said she couldn't have children. He was the person who stayed with his dad when he got sick. "All I know, all I know. Loving you is a losing game," George sang for the final time. He was the person who got three full-time jobs at sixteen to make sure his dad's medical bills were paid for. "Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh," George hummed to himself. He is the reason his dad is having a safe recovery right now. "Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh," George hummed for the final time. He was George and nothing was going to change that. Then the song ended and George fixed himself up and cleaned his glasses. (I didn't mean to take it that way, but what an unexpected turn of events in the story lol). George's head snapped to his window as he heard clapping from the window across from his. It was Clay. George's face turned as red as a tomato as he saw that Clay had listened to him sing to his baby sister. It was going to be very awkward in the morning. George's thoughts were cut short as he saw that Dream had a large piece of paper that was on the window. "Great singing," George read the paper aloud. He blushed even redder if that was even possible. George bent down to get paper from his bottom (George is a drawer confirmed? Haha I am funny lol). George got a black sharpie and wrote 'thank you' on the paper. George capped the sharpie and put the paper against the window, so Clay could read it. Clay smiled as he read it. He then uncapped his pen no cap he uncapped the pen and then wrote 'what is your number, we don't have to be in a Taylor Swift music video' Clay wrote with a smile, and then he held the paper up to the window and waited for George's response. George wrote his number and then Clay typed it in his phone. He then called the number. George blushed as he went to go pick up his phone. He answered the phone. "Hey, is this George?" Clay questioned as he looked George dead in the eyes through the window. George blushed. Clay's voice was even deeper than it was at school and it was making him very nervous and flushed with redness. "Yes, and I'd assume you are Clay?" George asked with a giggle. "Indeed I am," Clay said back as he winked at George through the window. George felt his insides move at the sound of Clay's voice. Not in a sexual way, but in a nervous way. Clay made George nervous because he had never had feelings for someone before, so he was new to this whole thing. "Your starting to doze off beautiful. Tell me when you wake up and I will drive you to school," Clay said with a confident smile. "Okay, bye," George said, and like that the call had ended. They both shut their windows and curtains and made their way to bed. George blushed. Clay was so nice and handsome George had truly fallen in love. Then George fell asleep and he was off to dreamland. Clay flushed a bright pink. Did he maybe overdue it with the beautiful part. Only slightly. Clay wasn't sure if he was as straight as he pronounced to be. Clay shrugged his shoulders. He would have this gay panic in the morning. Right now he needed to sleep. And just like that, the two had fallen asleep thinking of each other.

That's the second chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you @levolevo14 for the motivation to finish this today lol! It was pretty cute. Bye and always remember this is a safe place for you to be yourself and love who you are. So I hope you have slept well, eaten enough today, staying hydrated, and getting enough time outside. This is now your happy place. If someone ever reads this, tell me how your day was. Well and another daily reminder that you are a beautiful smart little muffin and I hope you have a wonderful day/night or evening, whatever you prefer. Have a nice day and stay safely hydrated. This is so cliche and I love it lol!