You Belong With Me

Chapter Six

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.

Okay, so @levolevo14 asked "What if the next chapter gogy gets cold and snuggles up tp Clay for warmth and they end up cuddling and almost kissing," Thank you for the request on the story. If you have any ideas of what should be in the story. I will try to add it if you put your ideas in the comments.

Today's lyrics are these. And you've got a smile. That can light up this whole town. I haven't seen it in a while. Since she brought you down. You say you're fine, I know you better than that. Hey, what you doing with a girl like that?

Third-person

"I can't help it, you look so cute," Clay said with a smile. The way I danced with you. Now that you're gone. Now that you're gone. "Stop it," George said as he flushed a bright red. Now that you're gone. What I did that was so wrong? So wrong that you had to leave me alone? "Go to sleep idiot," George said as the song ended. "Good night then," Clay said as he rolled over and fell asleep. The night went by slower and slower and slower. Clay felt like time had frozen and the universe wanted them to spend more time together. Clay knew that wasn't true, but it sure did seem like it. Clay opened his eyes with a gasp. He heard moans and groans of discomfort as he woke up. Was he dreaming? Were George and he actually sleeping together or was it his weird-ass imagination playing mind games on him again? Clay turned on his phone light. It was three in the morning. Clay then shined it on the spot next to him. Clay sighed. It wasn't a dream. George was laying next to him. "Clay?" George asked as he sat upon his knees. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you," Clay apologized as he itched the back of his neck. "You didn't wake me it's fine," George said with a smile as he rubbed the sleep out of his eye. The two of them sat in silence. Very awkward silence at that. "Why did you wake up at this time?" George asked Clay seeing now that the two of them were completely awake and lively. "I thought this was all a dream, so I got scared you weren't next to me. This all seems so surreal and it's driven me mad," Clay said dramatically. George giggled to himself as he covered his face because he didn't want the laugh to be too loud. "What about you?" Clay asked George as he leaned up against the back of the seat. "Well, this is sort of embarrassing. But I am really cold," George said as the blush took over his face and engulfed it in redness. "You wanna come cuddle up to me? I will keep you nice and warm," Clay said with a smile and George nodded quickly and sat right in Clay's lap and snuggled into him. "Oh god," Clay said in his head. He didn't expect George to sit right on his lap. He thought that maybe he would sit next to him. This definitely threw him off. Clay put an arm around George and put a hand on his bare thigh. Clay's eyes bulged out of his head. Why the hell was George not wearing any pants? I guess we will never know. Clay ran his hand up and down George's thigh to keep it warm since he wasn't wearing any pants. George sighed contently as he leaned back into Clay's chest. "Stop it silly, that tickles," George said as he squirmed on Clay's lap because he was touching his legs and it tickled. "Stop moving before I do something to you," Clay whispered into George's ear. "An don't test me," Clay added. George shivered with excitement. He loved challenges and just a very thrilling moment in general, so of course, he was going to do it again to see what Clay would do. George began to move on Clay's lap and even did a little hop on it to seal the deal. Clay put his hands on George's hips and dug his nails into George's sides as he did so. "I said don't test me," Clay said as he put George on his back and he towered over him. George looked with wide eyes full of anticipation to see what Clay would do. (You fools have fallen in my trap once more. This is not a smut scene, but instead a tickle fight, again). Clay put his warm hands under George's shirt and began to tickle his sides like there was no tomorrow. "Stop-," George couldn't even finish the statement without bursting into tears from laughing so hard. George rolled over in an attempt to get Clay's hands out from under his shirt. Sadly it didn't work and Clay moved down to tickle the back of his legs. "Hehehe, stop, stop, it's way too early for this," George said as he got on top of Clay and pried his hands from his own body. "Fine you win," Clay said with a smile as George did win the tickle fight. They both had finally calmed down and then they realized how close they were. Both their faces flushed dark red as George got off of Clay and sat back on his spot. "Oh, sorry, about that. I didn't mean to get that close. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable," George said as he itched the back of his neck. "Eh, it's okay," Clay said as he shrugged his shoulders. They went back to sitting in silence. Both of them thinking about what would have happened if they actually kissed. An alarm that rang through the whole car scared them both half to death. Clay quickly picked up his phone and shut the alarm off. "What was that for?" George questioned as he tilted his head to the side in confusion. "I have an alarm set so I can go to school and play basketball at five in the morning?" Clay said as he climbed into the driver's seat and George climbed into the passenger's seat. "Oh okay," George said as he put his jeans, shoes, and socks back on. "You wanna go to school and play basketball?" Clay asked and George just nodded. Clay turned on his car and put it out of the park. Clay pulled out of the place that they had parked in last night. "You like basketball," Clay said as he went onto the main road. "Yeah, it's the one sport I am good at," George said with a smile. "Nice," Clay said with a nod. "I'm assuming your favorite sport is football?" George said with a laugh and eyebrow raise. Clay nodded. He loved football a lot. After a while of driving, they made it to the school. George looked outside the car and it still seemed to be raining. "Well we better make a run for it," Clay said with a laugh as he put his car in park and unlocked it. George smiled as he grabbed his backpack from the back. "Wait let me text my mom and tell her where I was last night," George said with a smile as he pulled out his phone. 'Sorry to have you worrying. The football team had won the first game of the season all thanks to Clay. Clay is a nice guy I met a couple of days ago and I think I'm in love. He's so handsome, tall and he is respectful all at once. It's crazing. It is a bummer he is straight. Anyway, the rain got heavy right as we pulled out of the ice cream shop he took me too. I didn't want him driving, so we pulled over somewhere and we slept in his car. Don't worry mum, we didn't do anything bad, just a tickle fight! This hunk of a man drove me to school today and we are at school and we are going to play basketball. I just wanted to fill you in, in case you got nervous. Bye, mum love you,' And then George sent the message. "Okay let's go," George said and the two made a run for it towards the school gym that was already open and waiting. They arrived in the heated gym and Clay locked his car and they put their stuff on a bench. Clay took off his wet shirt and tied it around his waist. "You just love making my life difficult don't you?" George said as Clay tossed him a basketball. "What do you mean by that?" Clay said as he started shooting into the basketball hoop. "You're not wearing a shirt and you are abnormally muscular and you have abs and I am very much a homosexual, so it's hard for me to pay attention," George simply says as he starts to shoot hoops as well. "Oh, my bad," Clay says with a laugh. "Let's play a round of basketball," Clay said and George agreed with him. "You start," Clay said as he threw the ball to George. (Screw normal rules and basketball, I am too lazy to follow them in this fanfic, so I will make them up as I go and just pretend they seem sensible I guess). "Wrong move. Just because I am 5"5, a literal twink and weak. Doesn't mean I won't beat your ass in basketball," George said as he quickly headed down the court avoided Clay at all cost. "What's a twink?" Clay asks as he runs after George. "Me bitch," George simply said as he shoots for the three-point line and made it. "I am no longer going to go easy on you if this is the game you want to play," Clay said with a smile as George handed him the ball. Clay runs down the court. "Everything is fair game no matter what right?" George asked as he blocked Clay from shooting. "Yeah, just don't hold the ball and run down the court," Clay said simply and then he attempted to shoot. But sadly for him, it bounced off the rim and it went right to George's clutches. George laughed as he dribbled the ball the opposite way. Clay had caught up to him right as he reached the half-court line and Clay towered over him and blocked him in. He had no chance of shooting if he was your average player. Of course, George wasn't your average player and slid right between Clay's legs while still dribbling the ball. Clay turned around amazed. "How the hell did you do that?!" Clay asked with excitement laced in his voice as he watched George shoot and make it from the three-point line. "Skill and being a twink," George said with a smile as he blew a kiss to Clay and handed him the ball. Clay smiled he was having a blast and there was no hiding it now. Clay ran and then shot. It was a bad shot, but if he did make it he would get three points. Surprisingly enough he made it in the hoop. George snatched the ball from him. "Nice shot," George said as he waited for Clay to go out of the state of shock he was in. George started dribbling up the court. This time Clay had caught up to him and smacked the ball right out of his hands. Clay didn't aim it correctly and ended up hitting George right in the face. George fell back from impact as he felt his glasses had broken into pieces. Clay ran to his aid and helped him. "Are you okay?" Clay asked nervously as he shook George awake.

That's the sixth chapter. I am going to go to eat so yeah. I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you @levolevo14, the beautiful human for the motivation to finish this today lol! 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!