(Home)Less Without You

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TW's:
*Suicide attempt
*Mentions homophobia/abuse

I'm so sorry for the cliffhanger and u have to wait till tomorrow 8 am CET, but like the next cliffhanger is even worse so well-

'Gosh darn it,' I screamed. I started walking towards George. 'You know if you do this I literally will freaking jump after you.'

'Then we both have what we wish, right?'

'Don't do this, George. Don't.'

'My dad will kill me, okay?'

'He won't, he doesn't know anything about this.'

'He probably does.'

'He can't, he freaking can't know.'

'I also thought he didn't know you kissed me, but oh well- he did. He actually follows me most of the time and the chance he is here somewhere, the chances are high.'

'He isn't, George. He isn't.'

'YOU DON'T KNOW THAT.'

'Get away from the edge.'

'Why would I listen? You didn't listen to me either.'

'George, get away there. NOW.'

'Why would I? You didn't either, Clay. When I was begging you, you didn't either.'

'I will jump after you. Is that what you want?'

'I had one of wish, but that wish will never come true, this is my second biggest wish.'

'What's your biggest wish?'

George turned around furiously, he had tears streaming down his face.

'You, Clay. YOU.'

'Well, you were my biggest wish too, but you pushed me away and accused me of sexual assault.'

'HOW THE HELL WILL YOU EVER FORGIVE ME?'

'I'm down to forgive you. But I don't think we will ever be a thing.'

'O-okay. How bad I would want to, it's fine. If we can just be friends, maybe? You- you can come and stay with me in my apartment if you uh- want.'

'I'm staying with Darryl and Zak.'

'But uh- I uh- I was preparing to make a room for you in the spare room, but I guess uh- that's not necessary.'

'That's sweet of you, but I think it's better for me to stay with Darryl and Zak now.'

George nodded slowly. 'O-oh yes.'

'Now get off the edge.'

'Do you want to promise me you won't kill yourself then?'

'Maybe,' I said.

'Promise me.'

'Fine, I promise,' I said, crossing my fingers behind my back. George saw and grabbed my hand.

'Clay, please uncross those fingers of yours right now.'

I sighed deeply and rolled my eyes. 'Fine, fine. I won't kill myself,' I said, I held up both my hands to show him I wasn't crossing my fingers.

'Okay, good.' George walked away from the edge. 'Can I at least hug you?'

I nodded and pulled him closer. I wrapped my arms around him and I suddenly heard George softly sob. 'I miss you,' he whispered. 'I miss you so much. I miss all our jokes, I miss your presence around me, I miss taking care of you, I miss you.'

He looked up with tears rolling down his face. 'I'm so sorry, but I was just so scared.'

'It's fine.'

'It's not, we could have been boyfriends.'

I smiled at George and fell even more in love with him than I already was with him.

'Maybe someday.'

'Really?' His eyes lit up and his face lifted up more to look at me better.

I smiled softly. 'I'm still in love with you, but I just need some time.'

'I can do everything for you to make it better. I will tell my dad I'm gay and that I like you. I will tell Sapnap I'm gay too, I will do anything to make it better.'

'I'm not going to make you out yourself to make anything up to me.'

'What can I do to make it better? I really will go to my dad and tell him I'm in love with you. I'm gay, Clay. I will tell him.'

'No, stop. You aren't going to tell him. He will literally beat the shit of you.'

'I deserve that to be fair.'

'No, you don't. You never deserve to get beaten up.'

'I do, I almost killed you, I swore at you and I hurt you. I deserve to get beaten up.'

'No, you don't, George.'

'I do, if he would kill me, I would deserve it. I actually would. Let him beat me up, I would feel better. I would get everything back of what I did to you.'

'Well, George. What a coincidence,' we suddenly heard a voice. George startled.

'Uh- hey dad! I uh- how are you?'

'Good after you died.'

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