Special kind of love ~ Dreamnotfound / Gream ~

Chapter 2 - Well then..

Trigger warnings: !!Bullying-Homophobia-abuse!!

Great, George sighs as he makes his way over to where the teacher has pointed directly next to Clays seat. He drops his book down on the table and sits in his chair slightly moving it to sit as far away from Clay as he can possibly get. This doesn't work as Clay notices the gap between them and pulls George and the chair he's sitting in closer to him. Well then, that was weird George thought while also feeling a little uncomfortable and scared because he is sitting next to the guy who constantly makes him have break downs in his room 24/7.

George is trying to ignore Clay and pay attention to the material they were learning considering he had already made a bad first impression. But he kept feeling a pair of eyes on him staring directly into his soul. He turns his head over to the side and see's Clays eyes staring at him. wtf.

Clay POV: George was always an easy target when it came to bullying, plus, he is really weird, who likes the small nerdy gay boy? Of course we don't know if he's actually gay, but we like to think so because he constantly looked at guys and the many rumors spread around the school. The whole school made fun of him for it.  Me and my friends picked on him a lot and haven't really stopped since 7th grade. I guess we enjoy it for some reason. Man I really do despise him. But something weird clicked in him when he saw George this morning putting his books in his locker. He was wearing a sweater, slightly baggy with a white collar underneath. And brown cargo pants which made him look stunning. Also his faced looked a little different, His hair had grown out longer and there were now light freckles on his nose and cheeks. He couldn't help himself from going over and talking to the boy that he heard when he walked into the bathroom and heard quiet sobs coming from a stall before quickly realizing who it was. Clay really did mean it when he told George he looked pretty when he cried, But that was weird and regretted saying that when he walked away especially to someone who was gay. Clay wasn't even realizing he was thinking these things while staring at George during class until he locked eyes with a pair of dark brown eyes staring back at him. He kept staring for a few seconds taking in all the features of his face before quickly looking back at the teacher. What the hell was I thinking?! I am not gay, there is no way in hell i would like guys that's disgusting, especially George.

Clay slowly growing more and more frustrated with his feelings decided he would prove to himself he didn't like guys and give George a little lesson for being this weird. 

George POV:

The bell rang as everyone stood up from there seats grabbing their books and heading out the doorway of the classroom. George was a little freaked out that Clay was staring at him for half of the period. He hated the thought of Clay, anything to do with him. It always made him sad and gave him bad flashbacks.

George continued to go on with his periods ( thankfully clay wasn't in any of those) until lunch came. George went to the Cafeteria grabbing hot lunch which consisted of stew, a role, and some carrot sticks with water. He cringed at how un appetizing it looked. He looked back up at the lunch room seeing how everyone was laughing with their friend groups, and over crowded tables packed with all their tea and gossip. He wished he had a friend group, but at least he had Lili. speaking of Lili, where was she? His eyes darted around the room looking for her but after inspecting the area couldn't find her. He decided to sit down next to a group of 3 boys, sophomores, toby, tommy, and mark, or tubbo, tommy, and ranboo. He had seen them around his neighborhood considering they lived on the same street. He nervously walked over and set his lunch down. 

"Can I sit here?" George said.

" Sure I don't see why not!" Ranboo said. Ranboo was way taller than George and George was in his senior year. George let down his guard a little while feeling welcomed by the taller man.

There was science for a couple of seconds before The other tall blonde spat out,

"SO IS IT TRUE THAT YOU'RE GAY? CAN I CALL YOU GAYOERGE?" Tommy said while laughing.

Tubbo joined in, "Wait for real? I thought those were just rumors."

George was in shock. He hadn't heard about the rumors. Sure Clay's friend group made fun of him for it but the whole school makes fun of him for supposedly being gay? George started to feel his skin heat up and throat close.

"Guys stop, he is Cleary uncomfortable." Ranboo said while hitting the other two. Tubbo and Tommy quickly shut up after seeing the look on George's face.

"Aw man I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you I was just kidding." Tommy said as a slight wave of guilt was displayed on his face. George looked up not realizing the drops of water running down his cheeks. Shit, the one time I try to make friends I end up looking like a baby. George quickly gets up.

"excuse me" He say as he speed walks his way to the bathroom. George opens the door and runs over to the biggest stall and locks the door. Thankfully no one would come in considering it was lunch and everyone was having a fun time socializing with there peers. Why does he always have no friends, why does he have to be a baby, why does he have to be the ugly nerd who everyone thinks is gay even though he actually is but people making fun about it makes it 10x worse. especially clay, he makes everything worse. He is the one who started the rumor probably, he always ruins everything, my life, fun, friends, and school. More tears run down George's face and feels droplets of water start to soak his sweater.

He then hears the bathroom door open. (dejavoo am I right) But this time George can't stop crying letting it all out while trying to keep it in which makes it worse.

Clay POV: I was sitting at my lunch table watching George from afar as he gets up from the table looking clearly upset. I decided this is the perfect to prove my point and to teach him a lesson since all the teachers were in their classrooms prepping for there next class or on lunch break. I get up from the table excusing myself as I follow him while he heads to the bathroom. I open the door greeted by sobs again, but not gentle sobs, this time it sounded like he was balling his eyes out. I kind of felt bad but it was his fault for being this weird. I make my way over to the large stall and kick the door down. I was greeted by the small boy with his knees tucked to his chest with sweater paws. I look at his face. It was full of terror. His eyes were all red and puffy from crying and his hair was messed up. I felt bad? No. I don't feel bad. I make my way over to George and kick him in the side. He lets out a painful groan as he leans his head to the side as he trembles,

"leave me alone please.."

I kick him again but this time a little harder. I'm mad at him, I don't like that he makes me feel this way. I kick again. Dream crouches down next to George and says 

"look at me." George is defiant and dream grabs the back of his hair pulling his head up to meet his eyes. When he meet Georges eyes he's close enough to see the deep brown speckles of his eyes. He had never noticed them before. In some heat of the moment impulse decision Clay brings his lips down to meet Georges. Georges eyes widened as he immediately pushes Dream off.

"What the hell are you doing?" George shouted with pain and a hint of confusion in his voice. Clay then pauses standing up, his 6 foot '3 self towering over the smaller and hurt boy in the corner.

"Teaching you a lesson" George grimaces in pain as Clay sends one more hard kick to the side of his fragile body as Georges eyes flutter shut.

Clay then runs his hand over his own lips, 

"what the fuck did I just do?"