DreamNotFound:)

Looking fly

A/N: Bruh it's FUCKING cold. Does anyone else just forget they have a name. Like I'm agender so a lot of the time I just forget im like for real alive with like a name and shit. Like I'm just in the corner existing and people will be like, "Apollo! Apollo?!" And I'm like, "huh? oh, yeah that's me I'm a person- yup." 

George's POV: 

Well, now Clay thinks I'm straight, I'm not straight! So even if there was any chance of me getting him to notice me in a not straight way, that's totally screwed now. I really wish I could just get the courage to tell him that I like him. I mean I know he's gay and that made me so happy and hopeful, but I just told them I'm straight?? Love is so confusing. The one time I think I'm actually falling for someone, I totally ruin it with my stupid awkward self. 

"Clay! Come in here please!" I yelled and grabbed the ice pack that I got ready for him this morning. He came in through the door looking kind of sad for some reason, but I decided I'd ask him about it later. "Here, let me help you," I walked over to him and placed my hand behind his neck, and used the other one to place the ice pack over his black eye. He winced slightly, but eventually brought his hand and placed it over mine to hold the ice pack in place. I chuckled and stared at his other eye. Clay looked up and bit down on his lip as if he was in pain, "am I hurting you?" I asked quietly. "Oh, no no, it's not that," he chuckled softly and his hand traveled from my hand down my arm. I shivered slightly and looked down at the floor before looking back up at him. He cleared his throat awkwardly and grabbed the ice pack from me. "Thank you," he told me before walking over to his closet to get changed. He tore his shirt off quickly and searched his closet for a t-shirt. I went red but walked over to my closet to get changed too, accidentally looking over at him every now and then. 

"Guys! Stop fucking and get out here I want to hang out!" Nick yelled from the family room. I turned red and Clay started laughing. "Don't say that Nick you'll get George turned on!" Clay yelled back before wheezing. "Bitch!" I yelled and chucked one of my shoes at him. He threw it back and laughed harder. "You think you're so funny little weirdo," I said while laughing. Today I wore a red cropped tank top with a blue button-up over it with the buttons undone and high-waisted baggy jean shorts. I slipped on blue socks that went up past my shoes a little bit, and my black high tops. 

"Looking fly Georgie," Clay said while smirking, "keep it in your pants," I said back while laughing. He was wearing a green crew neck sweater and blue overalls with platformed converse. I watched as he ran his fingers through his fluffy dirt blonde hair. Damn. I felt my face get hot but I looked away and grabbed my phone before leaving our bedroom. "Hey guys," Karl and Nick were both dressed and snuggling on the couch. "God, you're finally done," Nick started. "Ugh, where's Clay??" He asked, I collapsed on the couch and muttered, "being extremely hot." 

They both looked at me and I realized what I just said. "Did I say that out loud?" I asked while covered my face with my hands. "Wait...do you like-" Karl asked, "yup." Is all I could say. "Bro..." Nick looked over at Karl as if they were communicating with their eyes. "What?" I asked. "OH- nothing," they said in sync. I propped myself up with my elbows and looked up at them. "Okay...?" 

Clay walked in a few minutes later. "Can we go roller skating?" He asked suddenly. "YES!" Karl shot up excitedly. 

~Time skip~

We got to the roller skating rink and all headed inside. "We'll go get the skates," Karl said and walked away with Nick. I chuckled awkwardly and looked up at Clay. "I'm actually horrible at skating," I told him while laughing and rocking on my feet. "Really?? You know what, I'll teach you and you'll be the cutest skater on the rink," He told me and winked before walking off to find the bathroom. I froze and turned red. "Dude, George, you okay?" Nick moved his hand in front of my face a few times. I looked at him and scratched the back of my neck. "Haha, sorry..." I looked around and spotted Clay walking towards us. I waved and Nick handed us our skates. 

Once we got them on Clay grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the rink. "Wait! I'm going to die!" I screamed and grabbed onto his arm. "My-my foot is rolling away without me Clay!" I yelled. He started laughing at me. "Come on, here do this," he turned around to face me and held both my hands while skating backward. "OW OW OW!" Nick and Karl yelled as they passed us. Clay laughed and looked back at me. "I think you're getting good at this," he told me while smirking. I laughed and slowly loosened my grip on his hands.  

Eventually I was able to skate on my own, except I fell on my ass a few times and Clay laughed at me. "Do you want to take a break and get some food?" Clay asked while holding a hand out for me to grab. I smiled and helped myself up, then we skated off the rink and over to the small restaurant inside the building. 

We both sat down on one of the table and watched Nick and Karl skate together. I glanced over and saw a warm smile on Clay's face. "They look so happy, don't they?" I giggled and looked over at them. "Yeah, they really do," he chuckled and put his food down. "I want that. Sometimes I can't tell if I'm in love, or if I just want to feel like that with someone," I glanced at him and smiled. "I mean, if it's any recollection, sometimes you want that with someone because you're in love," He smiled at me and nodded. "Yeah, you're right."

A/N: It's the way I watch anime, gay movies on hulu, mcyt, and Supernatural all at the same time and I still try acting like I'm fine. We good though I'm chilling;)