secrets - dreamnotfound

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school dragged on but that was probably just because i was dreading going home. i needed to get home to my house and not just hang around with clay and feed off him for the rest of my life.

eventually the school bell rang and everyone in the class room made their way home. i arrived home and heather was by the door waiting for me. "hey, how was school?" i ask while i unlock the door. "pretty good, as good as school can get." she replies.

i step inside and look around. "so, this whole space is for us?" heather asks, walking in behind me. "yeah, too big for two people." i say. "how about you have a party? i can go to my new friends house and you can inviet people." she asks, taking off her shoes. 

i think about it, it seemed like a good idea. "if your ok with going to your friends house." i say with a smile. she nods and heads to her room to do homework. i head to my room and turn on my laptop. i search for what i was looking for and click on the first link.

click here to apply for small job for people in collage or school.

i fill in the details and wait to get an email. i really needed this job to pay for what heather needs. i hear my phone ring and i go to pick it up.

"hey clay." i say as i hold the phone to my ear. "oh hey george. just checking you got home alright." i hear clay smiling through the phone. "yep, all good. also i was thinking i would have a party this weekend, with people from school." i say, walking towards the mattress and laying down.

"that sounds cool. do you want me to ask people?" i hear his raspy voice through my phone. i gulp, "yeah, that would be good thanks." we talk for a bit longer before he has to go. i go to the kitchen and start making dinner for heather. she's such a good kid for always doing her work, she never complains and i know she has it hard. "heather! dinners ready!" i yell, i hear her running down stairs before i could finish. she loves food but she's skinny because she never gets much as our parents wouldn't let us have much. 

"all of that?" she asks with a smile on her face looking at 2 chicken burgers with a side of chips (as in French fries) and salad. i nod "i thought you would like it but if you can't eat it all don't worry." i say with a smile. 

i clean up the kitchen and then heather brings her plate over "that was fast" i laugh. she laughs too, "I'm going to call Alice." she says with a smile before leaving. 

i decide i'll sleep in my parents room as it has a bed. i pick up my phone and see i have an email. i read it to myself in a small voice once I'm sat on the soft bed. 

"dear george, thank you for applying for the job. you will be working nigh shifts at the reception desk for our hotel. (a/n: i was tempted to put strip club.) we will see you next Monday at 9pm till 4am. 

many thanks, *insert name of random hotel you want*"

i kept re reading it. i need to get some sleep because i probably wont be getting much soon. 

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i wake up to someone tapping on my shoulder, i push the hand away "not now heather." i say, burying my face deeper into my pillow. the tapping continues and i look up. i see clay standing next to the bed with a wide smile, "WHAT THE FUCK?! HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE?!" i yell and he starts laughing.

"heather let me in." he says once he stopped letting out sounds similar to a tea kettle. i turn back around trying to sleep but then i feel the bed sink next to me and arms wrap around me. i feel my face heat up and clay turns me to face him.

"Georgie, can i tell you something?" he says in a voice barley above a whisper. i nod, signalling for him to continue. "i, i um. i think." he stops taking and sighs before continuing, "i think i um. i- like you a lot." he says with red cheeks. i know what he means, he likes me as in a way a girl likes a boy. (a/n ayo gogy, thats kinda rude)

"what?" i say with a confused expression. i sit up in bed and look at him. "i like you as more than a friend." clay said before burying his face in his hands. i look up at him not knowing what to say. i think i like him. do i? i don't know. i'm not gay. i kissed him. i don't want to make him sad.

"im-" he started to talk but i cut him off. i smashed my lips to his and our lips moved in synch. it wasn't our first time but it felt the most special. clay wrapped his arm around my waist and i wrapped my arms around his neck.

butterflies were exploding in my stomach and i felt high. like clay was a drug. my drug. a drug that only made me high. eventually we pulled apart and stared at each other with gleaming eyes. "so, do you like me to or was that just-" clay began before i slapped his arm slightly, "of course i do idiot." i half lied. i was just doing this to make clay happy. i can't catch feelings too.

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i was tired even though it was only lunch. school was hard since i was behind on almost anything but im pretty clever so caught up with some of what i missed while still struggling to learn what i missed when i was in England. 

clay wasn't helping me learn at all, whenever i would look up he was staring at me. i sat down at a table with clay and some of his friends. "hey Georgie." he said in a soft voice as a sat down next to him. "hey, i need to do this work sorry." i say with a small, forced smile.

i opened the book and began reading and taking notes but that was awfully hard when you had someone covering you in small kisses on your cheeks whenever you would stop writing. "so, george is having a part tonight, right?" clay said looking down at me. i nod. 

"so do you all want to come? invite anyone else, his house is massive." clay said wrapping his arm around my shoulder. 

a/n: sorry this chapter is shit i just wanted to get one out quickly