Based on the song "Treehouse" By Alex G
George, a boy who usually keeps to himself
Clay, an adventurous boy whos very outgoing
Despite their contrasting personalities, they somehow find their similarities.
If any of the creators mentioned in this b...
new cover photo woo! I was gonna post this earlier but I got caught up in a animatic i'm making lmao
George's pov
I stood in front of my window and let the light touch my face, hoping it somehow calm me. My mind has been raging and the nerves weren't going away. The only thought on my mind was "what if he resents me".
Wilbur invited me to talk later and I agreed meaning I only have a few more hours until then. I sigh and throw on my coat; Where I was going I don't know but I was going to keep walking, hoping it will take my mind off the situation.
I let the breeze dishevel my hair and the leaves swoop underneath my feet. I kept walking for about 10 minutes humming songs I knew to pass the time my head staying down, eyes on the ground.
My foot must have hit a rock or something of the sort because before I knew it I was falling on to the ground.
"crap..." I quickly get up and dust off my pants. "Where the heck even am I?" Looking around the only thing I could see were small, white flowers and grass for miles.
Walking towards the middle of the field I spin looking for any familiar places. Nothing in sight except for the smidge of light blue cutting through the trees. I decide to head that way, why? I'm not sure but I feel as if I should.
As I entered the walls of trees and leaves I could start to feel a sense of nostalgia. The trees started to look familiar, small markings covering the stumps.
I look up into the blankets of leaves above me and stop walking.
There it was, the damn treehouse
"I WALKED ALL THE WAY TO MY MOMS HOUSE?!" I look over and see the familiar gray house with the wrap around porch, and my moms car parked into her driveway. "wow..."
I haven't been here since I moved out... I look over at the ladder leading up to the small entrance way.
hey...a little nostalgia wouldn't hurt anybody
Walking over to the ladder, I start to climb. It wasn't as high up as I remember; maybe it's because I grew. Reaching the trap door at the top I push it open and step into the small room.
"woah..." I mutter under my breath. Nothing changed, the wooden sword still sits in the corner of the room and the books piled high on the left, and.... and a coat?
I never had a coat up here? I walk over to the piece of clothing and pick it up. It was small...a coat for a kid.
That's when it hit me..it was Clays coat.
oh
4 years ago, before everything.
"You're an idiot you know that?" Clay says pushing me back. "Hey at least I wore the right clothes to be in the snow!" I reply
The ashen haired boy I only wore a sweater, jeans, and some boots.
"Do you even own a coat?" I ask "Well yeah I do just didn't feel like wearing it.." "And look where it brought us"
Clay had his arms wrapped around me, practically sitting on top of my back, shivering from the cold.
"Damn i'm sorry I didn't know it was going to be -14!" "ITS SNOWING WHAT DO YOY MEAN??" I break out into laughter.
"wait..I think I left my jacket in the treehouse from last time maybe we could go get it??" He asks "Yeah no way we're way to far from there already" I state "Your loss" "Oh come on!" He hops off my back and turns around picking up some snow.
"Clay....what are you doing??" Before I could ask again a snowball pelts me right in the face. "oh my...." I wipe the snow from my eyes and look up at the boy grinning. "Come on George you can do better!"
I grab the snow from underneath me and throw it at him.
We played in that snow for hours completely forgetting about his coat, or how cold it was entirely. The only thing we noticed was each others presence and the laughter that filled the air.
Back to the present
I didn't realize it at first until I saw the water drops hit the floor.
I was crying...
damn I guess a little nostalgia can hurt you...
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No George don't cry! you're to smexy!
Anyway! Back to work in my animatic!
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