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This chapter was really late-
Motivation has been really low recently but I'm determined on writing the rest of this but it will be shorter then expected :]

Anyways enjoy!

The morning went by pretty fast, Nick left to go home and Karl and Alex went to collage. The first thing Nick did when he got in was have a shower.

After that he got changed then called Clay, he wanted to talk to him about subjects.

"Hi Nick!," Clay said, his goofy smile shining through his voice "how are you?"

"Hey, I'm alright, you?"

"Meh I've been okay, why'd you call?"

"I dunno really, I've had a... strange night."

The two fell into silence, what was Clay supposed to say back to that?

"Uhm, we can talk about it, if you want."

"Yeah, that would be nice, can we go on a walk? And maybe talk about it then?" Nick suggested.

"Yeah sure, where do ya wanna meet up?"

"Uhm... coffee shop."

"Sure, I'll be there in a few."

"LAST ONES THERE A ROTTEN EGG!" Nick shouted down the phone. immediately, he hung up, put a hoodie and pair of shoes on then ran out of his house.

Ten minutes later, Nick got there. He won, Clay took a little longer then expected.

"Finally you took all morning!" Nick whined.

"Quite frankly, I don't give a shit" Clay breathed heavily.

The two walked inside the shop, it was now a few days till New Years, the Christmas specials was still on but Nick didn't want to sit in.

"Can we just get a coffee, then walk around?"

"Huh?," Clay looked down at the Texan, "oh sure, I'll order a mocha."

"I'll just see what's on the menu."

They got in the line which moved down pretty fast.

As Clay said he would he ordered a mocha, Nick went with the ginger bread special coffee. He missed the taste of it, the coffee gave him a fuzzy feeling.

"So," Clay started, taking a small sips from his coffee. "What's up?"

"I know I asked this like, I don't know the start of December but I want a different answer, like if there was no Darryl."

Clay nodded his head eagerly.

"How did you find out you where in love? Like how does it...feel?"

The blonde took some time to think, "honestly, it's hard to explain, so hard. It feels like you and that person are the only ones on the earth sometimes-"

"Obliviously that's what you and George thinks" Nick joked, Clay nudged him.

"Shut up," he chuckled "anyways, you'll just know and why are you asking all of this anyways?"

Nick removed the gingerbread coffee from his lips, 'why am I asking all of this?'.

"I- I don't know," he responded honestly, "I just felt like it ,I guess."

Clay hummed, he threw his coffee cup in a trash can. "I see, I see... how do you feel about Karl?

Nick whipped his head around, "huh?"

"Ya know Karl, how do you feel about him?"

"He's cool I guess, I mean he's great actually now that you talk about it."

"Hmmm, interesting..." Clay smirked, he put his hands in his pockets, looking down at the brunette every so often.

"What?"

Clay shrugged with a goofy smile still stuck on his face, "I dunno."

Nick sipped his gingerbread coffee again, he looked up at the tall older a few times.

Clay sighed, "what you really don't know?"

"Don't know what?"

Clay let out a groan, "tell me how you, Nicholas
, feel about Karl" he said almost simply.

"What?"

"Just fucking do it."

Nick tossed his empty coffee cup in another trash can, the two saw a bench nearby.

Nick started walking towards it, Clay followed.

"I don't know, he's great, like I said before.... he...he Uhm..."

"Take your time."

The duo sat down on the bench, Nick looked up at the grey sky.

"I'd die for him."

"huh?" Clay shouted, he started smiling.

"Nothing-."

"No, no keep going, don't be ashamed."

"He's the type of person I'd... I'd just like, we got along so quickly, it was like a magnet, a instinct. If George didn't make me talk to Karl I don't think I'd be as happy as I am now..."

"And if you would describe this feeling, what would I be?"

"I don't..." Nick paused, his eyes widened and he felt his cheeks flush a pink.

"L-love, Clay... am I in love with Karl?"

Clay was now grinning, so hard. He got of the bench and danced "DING DING DING WE HAVE A WINNER!!!"

"Holy shit..."

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69 again woah 👀

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