No Smoke Without Fire

Chapter three- Secrets

George woke up the next morning, still wrapped in Clay's arms. It felt like a Dream (how ironic), everything he loved was right here, around him, cradling him, keeping him warm. Clay looked so peaceful while sleeping, his eyes were shut gently and his mouth hung open ever so slightly. George couldn't stop staring, he didn't want too either.

Knock Knock

"Clay? Are you awake?" Max said from the other side of the door, knocking again. 

George's heart started racing, as he sat up quickly and shook Clay awake quickly.

"Mornin-" Clay started, getting his mouth covered by George. He raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Can I come in?" Max said again, Clay now realising what was happening.

"No! Wait, I'm getting changed!"

Clay climbed out of the bed, opening his wardrobe doors and letting George climb inside. George fit perfectly, his little body sliding in. Clay placed a kiss on his lips before closing the door.

"Okay, you can come in."

Max entered the room, looking at a half-dressed Clay and the unmade bed.

"Where's George?"

Clay shrugged. "Why would I know?"

"Just a question. He must have gone home, I'll go there. Cya."

Max left the room before Clay had a chance to reply, Clay let George out of the wardrobe. They both burst out laughing, shocked they had just got away with that. George's worry of being caught went away, they got away with it then surely they could do it again.

"I need to go, I'll pretend I went for a walk. Bye" George said, walking towards the room but being stopped by Clay who grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his chest. "Clay.."

"Shhh." Clay replied, kissing George gently on the lips and smirking at his flustered face. "Okay bye, love you." He smirked again.

George ran out the house, heading down the path near his house and seeing Max just ahead of him. George was a bad liar, and a bad actor so he just hoped he didn't mess this up.

"Max?" George questioned, Max turning around, walking towards him with complete confusion.

"Where the hell were you?" Max asked, with slight anger in his voice, mostly concern.

"I woke up early and went for a walk."

"You scared me you idiot!" Max punched George's arm and laughed as they started heading back towards Max's house. "Shoulda woke me up, it would have been fun to walk that early."

"I guess."

Both the boys walked back in comfortable silence, George's mind wandered back to Clay. They weren't officially together, but kissing him is enough. His soft lips which pressed against George's. His tall self being perfect warmth and protection. His body pushing against George's as his arms hugged him, they fit together like puzzle pieces. They reached Max's house again where they saw Clay downstairs making breakfast for them all.

"He went out for a walk, what an idiot." Max teased, sitting down at the table.

"Oh, what an idiot." Clay teased also, smirking at George who was glaring at him. "Want any food?"

"Did you poison it?"

"I poisoned yours, I've already poisoned George."

"What's that supposed to mean?"