You belong with me-A dnf story

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CLAYS POV

Why did this hurt so much... to much...

I slid down my wall in silence, I wanted to cry but I didn't.

"Why am I upset...," I looked down, staring at the floor, "George likes Natalie, he's straight and I'm..."

I trailed off, I couldn't say anymore or the lump in my throat would cause me to brake down.

I just closed my eyes with a force and tilted my head up, pulling my legs close to my chest.

Fuck.

I glanced at my phone which I threw on the floor...

I picked it up and went into contacts.

"Darryl"

I didn't want to...but I called him...

DARRYLS POV

I whisked my muffin mixture, getting it ready to put some blueberries in, I had music playing more specificly the song '9 till 5', I was humming along.

'Ring....ring....ring....'

I quickly washed my dirty hands, dried them then picked up my phone, Clay? What could clay want?.

"Hello?," I said questionably "Clay what do you need muffin head?."

"Darryl...," he breathed "what do you feel for Zak?."

I turned my music down.

"I- I don't know I guess-."

"Darryl, do you love him."

"Did skep tell you to say this?."

"No, I just... I'm confused I need your help."

You could tell he was keeping his anger down, trying not to yell at me.

"Well, yeah I guess you can say I've been in love with him for quite the time."

"How did you find out?."

At this point I got what was happening, Clay was confused about him feelings but who is it giving it to him?.

"I guess, I just feel, it felt so draining whenever I saw him sad, I could never make him upset, I wouldn't live with myself if I did possibly...," I rambled, "he makes me get butterflies, all the time, I blush uncontrollably whenever I'm around him, I had these dreams, that wi wish were real, they felt so real."

Clay was silent.

"Clay?, you alright there muffin?."

"Yeah...yeah...I am, thanks Darryl."

I looked at my muffin mixture then started adding more blueberries.

"Yeah Darryl I gotta go, thanks for the talk."

And just like that he hung up, I shrugged it off and turned my music back up, putting the muffins in muffin wraps.

CLAYS POV

"Clay someone's here to see you!."

"Yeah Darryl I gotta go, thanks for the talk."

I hung up, "down in a minute!." I called down with the little strength my voice had left.

I ran into the bathroom, I rushed to the sink washing my face with water, over and over and drying In between.

I grabbed some tissue and blowed my nose into it.

I looked at myself in the mirror, I seem fine.

I rushed down the stairs, and low and behold it's George.

"Oh...hey George."

"Hi."

It was silent, my mom cringed a bit.

"How about you boys go in Clays room, Distras gone out so feel free to wonder around uh...."

"George,nice to meet you Mrs."

They shook hands, "thank you George, wow Clay, make some more friends like George over here."

She winked and went off to the kitchen.

George ran up to me, "dude are you alright?."

Dude.

"Yeah, just tiered I woke up at 1pm..."

"Oh yeah we to actually..."

Patches ran up to George and sniffed him he chuckled and bent down so he can stroke her.

"I didn't know you had a cat."

Patches meowed then sprinted up the stairs.

"Let's go." We followed Patches into my room then I sat on the bed, he looked around.

"This is...cool."

"George I need to tell you about the dream I had last ni-."

Suddenly...

"Ring....ring....ring."

"For fuck sakes." He groaned.

I waited and crossed my arms.

"Oi Clay it's not my phone this time."

"Oh shit," I checked who it was, "it's Distra."

"Distra, who's Distra?." He sounded a bit pissed and confused like a jealous girlfriend.

"My sister," I smirked "I need to take this."

I walked out of my room and stood by my door with it closed.

"Distra what?."

"Clay in our with a few friends, I won't be back tonight I'm staying at Libby's."

"Right, is that why you rung me?."

"Yeah kinda,what are you busy."

I sighed then hung up.

"Hey, sorry she didn't really want anything."

"Oh that's fine, so the dream?."

Shit why did I say that.

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