mending your heart [dreamnotfound]

chapter fifteen

tw: verbal abuse mentions, anxiety mentions.

as the silence became deafening, clay did no more and sat down on the blanket which sapnap had got out of the car and places his head in his hands.

sapnap watched and sat next to him, then speaking softly trying to comfort his friend.

"you know, there's nothing to say he doesn't like you... just imagine it this way, if you and george were together ever and broke up after such a long time, how would you feel if i kissed you? hm?" sapnap asked as clay lifted his head and spoke.

"i dunno, i guess i'd freak out and also be disgusted cause it's you!" clay said as sapnap rolled his eyes and spoke.

"shut up, karl would gladly kiss me... but that wasn't what the point was, the point is, is that he might really like you back. okay, who am i kidding the way he cuddles you and acts around you proves he likes you." sapnap said, clay looked up at him, his eyes lightened up more however before clay could get his hopes up sapnap continued.

"however... right now he needs to heal, and that might take longer than normal because of everything he's gone through with cameron, like he said he was blinding by love... but if you're gonna make it up to him and find him... take this and also the other blanket." he said as clay was passed one of the grey blankets and a can of coke.

clay let out a slight laugh, looking down at the can of coke and the blanket.

clay remembered the countless of times george would drink coke on a stream and ask the chat to guess it by the sound of the can opening, how george's dentist hadn't wanted to kill him at this point no one knew, but he's teeth were the best teeth seen to man.

meanwhile, george had calmed down and gently walked along brighton pier, the pier was cold and all he could hear was the sound of waves hitting sand beneath him, his arms having goosebumps along them, and all right now he wanted was space but also clay's arms around him to keep him safe and warm.

sure, many times ago he had imagined what would happen if him and clay had kissed, and he'd be lying if a few nights back he'd imagined it in his sleep... but the difference this time was that he was heartbroken and in some messed up world, he couldn't move on that fast.

he didn't love cameron anymore, and he knew that.

but cameron was his life for a little over 2 years, he couldn't just throw the memories, the tears wasted on him, the love they had together in the beginning away just like that, no matter how much he wanted too.

when it came to his mind however, the amount of lengths clay had gone too for george in the last 3 almost 4 weeks, being on the phone every day when george was not off of the radar to the extent of even flying 4000 miles across the world to comfort him...

it was never a length that cameron would go for, for george in the whole of the 2 years they had been together.

this left clay in his mind, he loved the way clay and his friendship worked and even in the beginning when the flirting got more intense, he enjoyed it due to the lack of flirting and pleasant verbal attention he had from cameron.

and over the last 3 weeks... george was left with feeling happy only in the presence of clay, like he once did when him and cameron were together.

this lead george to come to the conclusion that he indeed did like clay, and in all honesty was beginning to fall in love, maybe too fast for some people's liking... but he knew he needed time before he could put all of his love into someone again.

as george learnt he was beginning to fall in love with clay, he then began to remember how he had ran off and acted towards clay after the kiss, now realising how much he must have hurt clay, and he knew it must have been a lot...