I think that I found myself a cheerleader

part 10 ~ dinner date

pickup chapter- this is saturday evening, around 6pm

georgenotfound-george
dreamwastaken-clay
"~~" persons POV
"—" time passing
"**" someone's thoughts
"<> look for these so you can start the music"
Topics/trigger warnings ~ none

{still george's pov}"yup" we pulled out of the driveway and drove to the hotel.
"are we almost there? we've been driving for like 30 minutes"
"yeah yeah we're almost here, just about 10 more minutes" he sighed. my phone started ringing, it was my dad.

-on the phone-
g-uh hey dad
d-george.. where are you
g-in the car?
d-why aren't you at home?
g-i'm hanging out with my friend? we're going to the arcade.
d-oh i just wanted to make sure you wernt with austin boy. if i EVER see your ass with him again hes gon-
g-DAD please. i know your gonna stab him in the stomach. you tell me that all the time..
d-exactly, now tell your friend i said hello. me and your mom will be home next week. be safe, bye
g-bye dad.
-off the phone-

"woah i like your dad" clay winked at me.
"oh shut up" we burst into laughter.
"so when can i tell my parents clay.."
"tell them what?"
"about" i stutter "me and you?"
"me and you?? are we something?"
"well i mean i thought we were, it's okay if we're not" i start tearing up and turn up the radio. the song 'cheerleader' <start here> was on. i was trying to hide my tears when i feel a hand on my thigh. he started singing along.

'when i need motivation.
my one solution is my queen
'cause she stays strong
yeah yeah'

"do you need me? do you thing i'm pretty?" he was singing, a little tone deaf but still adorable.
i was still a little upset.
"and yes we are something" my heart got fast and our moods were lightened. i was scared he would say no, i mean yeah we've only known each other for about a week but it felt like we've known each other forever. almost like a soulmate, but we were moving a bit fast. thats why i wanted a normal date! where he didnt fuck me and i didnt look like a beat up mess! so i asked if we could go to carrabbas.
(A/N if you don't know what that it, it's a nice italian restaurant)
he agreed but under one condition, we got to do what he wanted tonight. i wouldn't have agreed but clay doesn't really like italian so this is a dinner we don't go to very often, either way i knew it would end up with him fucking me. i'm assuming that's what he meant by that...

'oh i think that i found
myself a cheerleader'

i turned down the radio, "heres the address" i handed him my phone, a little nervous to do so considering how crazy the cheer group chat talks.

"thank you" his normal smile turned to an awkward sideways smile, "uh george why is alyssa saying i'm hot?" my hands got all sweaty, i was nervous.
"because you are? here do you want me to mute the chat?"
"no it's okay" he smirked and clicked the text, dragging his finger to the 'facetime' button and clicking it. "clay what are you doing?"

-on facetime-
c-hey girls, george's "hot" boyfriend here
g-clay what are you-
the girls-uhh who called you hot??
c-alyssa did
m-ALYSSA!!
a-what he is! george really pulls the hot dudes and makes then gay for him
c-oh come one now
g-clay, c'mon get off the phoneee
c-fine, adios girls!
-off the phone-

"some friends huh?" he laughed wile setting the phone down and continuing to drive.
"i know i know, i dont know what alyssa was talking about though. your the first hot one" he smirked.

-at the restaurant-

"hi i'm karl and i'll be your waiter today! anything to drink for you two?"
"yeah i'll have a sweet tea"
"ill just have a water, please"
"of course i'll have that right out" karl walked off and back into the kitchen. "clay i hope you know that your "tea" is not real" i rolled my eyes and sat back across him. he just stared at me in almost shock, "well i'm sorry i like a little flavor babyboy" he taped my foot with his under the table. "shortie" he said, he wasn't wrong but i wasn't gonna just let him have it. "no i am not! i'm just average height" i crossed my arms and looked away. "whatever"

karl made his way back to our table with our drinks, "so what can i get you to eat? i'll start with you" he pointed at me. "yeah, i'll have the lobster feduchini" he was writing quickly. "and for you sir?", clay sat up and pointed at the menu reading what he wanted. "i'll just have a steak, medium well please. with the chicken soup please" he was writing again. "okay and i'll have that out in a few!" he scurried off.

"so clay? what are you gonna do to me later?" the words didn't mean to come out of my mouth, i let it slip. "well.. you'll just have to wait and see! also can you drive? i need to make a playlist for it, i also need to stop at the store." a playlist? the store? "AND the post office!" what was i in for tonight.. shortly after, our food came and we ate, just carrying on a small conversation.

"i'll pay" i opened my wallet and clay snatched it. "the man pays on the "first" date" then he opened his wallet and payed.