Tws: ed, mentions of alcohol, mentions of abuse.
*Clays pov*
We were cleaning up dinner when I decided it would be a good time to ask him about it.
"Hey, Georgie, can I ask you something?"
"Yeah what is it"
"When we were eating dinner I-" before I could finish my sentence George interrupted me.
"No, I'm not relapsing, yes I'm okay, no I don't want to talk about it because nothing happened. Does that answer your question?"
"George I know what I saw"
"I FINE OKAY. I TOLD YOU I MADE A FULL RECOVERY AFTER I GOT HOSPITALIZED OKAY. NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT THIS CLAY. I WISH I NEVER TOLD YOU ABOUT IT" His eyes were clearly glossy from holding back his tears.
"George it's okay come here." His tears escaping his eyes as soon as he hit my arms.
"It- it was nothing Clay.. it- it was a mistake"
"Shh we can do this together, I promise"
"Clay I-I I can't anymore, I'm sorry"
"Yes you can, you did it once before, you can do it again. I believe in you"
"Thank you. I don't know why this is happening, nothing ever happened. Nothing is even wrong."
"It's okay, we can start tomorrow."
"We leave for London tomorrow though."
"Good time for a fresh start then." Although it was still early, only just passing 8 pm, I was exhausted. I sat down on the couch with George next to me. I put my hand on his cheek and gave him a forehead kiss.
"I love you" Oh George, you have no idea how much you mean to me. I know that he doesn't like telling people how he feels especially when it comes to saying 'I love you'.
"I love you so much"
"You mean it?"
"Yes, I mean it, what kind of question even is that? I am head over heels in love with you George."
"Sorry I've had a lot of people say 'I love you' without actually meaning it"
"Well I do"
"Well I- um"
"You don't have to say it if you don't want to"
"I love you too" He sat on my lap and propped his head in the crook of my neck while moving his arms around my waist. He fell asleep almost instantly. Our breath synced and before I knew it, I closed my eyes for the last time finally falling asleep.
When I woke up the next morning George was gone. I looked around then saw him in the kitchen making tea.
"Good morning sleepyhead, how did you sleep?"George said still having his groggy morning voice, he must've just woken up.
"Good morning Georgie"
"It's too early to deal with this"
"What time is it?"
"8:43 am"
"Oh, well, we have plenty of time until we have to leave for the airport."
"I wouldn't say plenty of time, but yeah we have enough time to watch an episode of a show or maybe do a short stream," He said as he winked.
"Yeah, we could do a short stream I guess, but then everyone would know that you're here and that right raise more questions about 'the man' in your goggles. Honestly, I don't feel like dealing with that today and you know that's all chat will talk about if they know that we're together."
"Well we don't have to stream if you don't want to... and it's still early anyway so there probably wouldn't be that many people on the stream right now."
"True, maybe we should just chill"
"Okay, sounds good, maybe we can stream when we get to my place"
"Yeah, if you're not already asleep by the time you step in the door" We both laughed mine a little more... wheezy than his.
"Give it a rest Clay"
"Not gonna happen"
"Whatever, just go finish packing or something"
"Jokes on you, I finished packing last night."
"You did? When?"
"Yeah, I told you I finished when I called nick."
"Oh that's right, sorry I don't really remember much from last night except that nick came over and after he left I fell asleep on you."
"Thanks for that by the way" Sweet sarcasm. I love sarcasm.
"What else happened yesterday"
"Well you told me that we're going to London, and um you- you told me bout your dad."
"Oh my god. I- um what exactly did I tell you?"
"Not much, just that he was an alcoholic when you were young and that he only came back when he found out that you make money from streaming."
"Oh my god" He stood up from the stool he was sitting on and started pacing
"Hey, babe, it's okay, it's gonna be okay."
"I have a plan." My heart started racing, it felt like I was about to go down the steepest part of a rollercoaster.
"Like a plan for when we go to London or-" I was cut off by Goerge beginning to tell me what his plan was.
"When we go to London we aren't going to be staying at my flat, I made reservations at a hotel earlier this morning so we are going to be staying there. My dad doesn't know were coming back so he won't suspect anything. At around 9 pm he leaves to go to the bar and doesn't come back until 4-5 am, so if we go there at 10 pm pack up all of the stuff I need to bring back home then leave by 3 am then we won't have to see him but I can still get my stuff." he let out a big sigh.
"Wow, that sounds absolutely insane, I'm in."
"Really?"
"Yes really" He pulled me up from my stool and gave me the best hug. I gave him a kiss, just a short peck on the lips to show that I care about him.
"So, you ready for London?"
A/N
GET READY FOR THE LONDON ARC YALL. I'm SO EXCITED TO START
WRITING IT. And as always, pog through the pain :) I love you all.
London arc starting soon.
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