❁𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅❁

II

clay pulled into the driveway of his house. after trying to convince the others not to wake george by screaming at him he sighed and got out of the car only to hear nick and zak yell 'WAKE UP!' he snapped his head to the back window to see his poor friend jump awake. he looked so tired and confused to where you could probably call him high. the two boys laughed while zak tried to soothe george and scold them.

after all that they got out of the car and helped george bring his stuff inside. he tiredly walked-well more like stumbled-behind the group. he started to close his eyes again when all of a sudden he felt himself get lifted off the group and into someone's arms. his eyes widened at first, but he let himself sink into the touch. he was too tired to really care. the brit wrapped his arms around the tall male and his legs around his waist to help keep him up. almost immediately after he let his eyes close again and rested his head under the unknown's chin.

"c'mon george, wake up. you've been asleep for such a long time."

he rolled over to his side. he was in a bed, but who's? it was very comfy and warm. almost as if someone had been sleeping here too-

"GEORGE DAVISON!"

he groaned and squirmed around a little more before opening his eyes a little.
"what..."
"dude, get your ass up. it's almost twelve."
his eyes finally focused and he made eye contact with a whiney nick. he rolled his eyes and threw the covers back on himself.

"dreeeeaaam, he still won't get up."

wait, I'M IN FLORIDA! he tore the covers off of him and groggily sat up. "no need to snitch."
"oh, so as soon as I mention dream you get up. SIMP." he laughed. the brunette rolled his eyes again and yawned.

clay opened the door too his bedroom after he heard nick call his name. he looked over at george who had looked at the door to see who opened it. george waved. "he seems to be up, nick." he smirked, knowing that it was going to get under his skin.
"oh c'mon man! you know what, whatever. spend time with your boyfriend." he winked and left the room.

"he's so stupid." george said in an attempt to break the tension. clay laughed. "so uh, your suitcases are over there," he pointed to one side of the room, "you should get ready. we are gonna make these two weeks the best of our lives which means doing dumb stuff every day soo.." he turned around to leave and as he closed the door he took a deep breath to prepare himself for what he was going to say.

"I really hope you don't mind, but we are sharing a room. zak and darryl have the guest room and after today nick is sharing his with karl and alex."

before george could even respond the younger male had closed the door to leave him to his thoughts.