TW:SCARS IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH READING PARTS ABOUT SCARS SKIP THE PARAGRAPH BEGINNING "CLAY SAT DOWN CROSS-LEGGED"
George woke up with pure excitement, it was Thursday! He jumped out of bed and had a shower, and today he smiled at the marks on his arms, it was starting to go away it had been nearly 2 weeks since he started to lose the battle and Clay had helped it stop without even knowing.
He got out of the shower and put on his nicest cologne and decided today today he wanted to change up his hair a little, he let it dry into it's natural curls and didn't style it at all, he knew he looked good.
He went back to his room, he had wanted today to be the day he wore the outfit he had been dying to wear for ages, a long-sleeve, black turtle neck jumper with a white Los Angeles t-shirt with his favorite ball ripped jeans, he tucked his shirt into his jeans and added a chain belt to complete the look, ofc course he was wearing his black lip ring again.
He got in his car woke up Alex and they both drove to school. George got out of his car and slung his black and white vans back over his right shoulder just as Clays car was pulling in, Clay jumped out and started at George with his mouth slightly open but George didn't tried not to notice, he knew he looked hot, he didn't need anyone else to tell him.
The day slowly went by and fifth period seemed to go by the slowest of them all, George didn't mind thought it was computer-science with Clay, George had taken out his lip ring prior to the class to spare himself the embarrassment of getting told off again. As the final bell of the day rung, George packed his things away as he felt a presence next to him. He turned around and there he was, looking down on his with his Green eyes and his dirty blonde hair that he swept out of his eyes with his hand. George stood in awe as in his eyes all this had happened in slow motion.
"George?" Clay asked him as he had been staring at him for quiet some time now "oh uhm yeah?" George said awkwardly "you ready to go?" Clay asked "oh yeah, just give me a second" he said putting his lip ring back in to draw attention to himself from Clay. It must have worked because Clay was staring at George's lips before quickly breaking eye contact, looking away, and clearing his throat, "Okay jus follow me" He said trying to sound confident. George blushed because he had noticed he had broken the hard exterior Clay always kept around him, or at least he thought he had.
At the café Clay had gotten a booth with Wilbur. His friend waved over to us to come over and Niki blushed. A lot. George took a seat opposite Clay and Niki sat next to him and Alex next to Wilbur.
The night was going good even though Clay wasn't talking much he muttered a "yeah" or a "that's cool" every now and again. He seemed to be more interested in what what going on, on his phone than at the table. George didn't mind he was still out. With Clay. Niki squeezed George's hand seeking for comfort. George squeezed her hand back to let her know it was okay. "So George what do you like to do?" Wilbur asked George hoping to break the slight tension. "Not much to be honest i don't have a lot of time spare for myself." George replied. "Oh really why's that?" Wilbur asked wanting to know more but also just wanting a conversation to happen "um, my Dad left when i was Ten and i've been helping my Mum out a lot since then because he left us with nothing and i've got five other siblings" George said his voice slightly shaking as it was a sensitive topic. Clay was half listening to the conversation when George tapped his foot and Clay jumped a little. "i'm sorry to hear that G-George" Clay said startled. George half-smiled when he said that because he wasn't sure if he actually meant it.
The waiter came over to take the order. "What can i get you, Gogy?" George froze in his seat. There were only two people in the world who called him that. His little sister and... He looked up. Tommy was standing there with a massive intimidating smile on his face. Wilbur saw what was happening and ordered for him "hi, i'll have a burger Clay will have the... pizza?" Wilbur said asking Clay. He replied with a grunt which meant yes. "Okay. George and Niki will have a large fries to share?" Wilbur asked them "yep" they both replied "i'll have the Tacos, please" Alex said violently handing the menu back to Tommy. "sure you can afford all that? You know since ur whole family is broke" Tommy teased. Clays head shot up from his phone and made direct eye contact with Tommy "Yes he can and i suggest you leave before i call your supervisor" Clay said aggressively. Tommy was frightened by the threat, he needed this job and he walked away.
George looked over at Clay and smiled "thank you" he said. "no problem, can i ask you something" Clay replied. "er sure" George replied glad he was finally talking to Clay. "you know your glasses, they got broken? didnt they? y said you didn't feel like wearing them, but you lied didn't you" Clay said to George. Wilbur engaged in conversation with Niki and Alex to give Clay and George a little privacy. "well... yeah they did. But it didn't want you to think i was weak or something. But he's been bullying me pretty much since middle school" George admitted rolling up his sleeves slightly since he was getting really hot, Clay looked at the scars on his arms and George quickly pulled his sleeves down praying that Clay had seen. "I'm sorry if i'm over stepping, but did he make you do that to yourself" Clay asked worried. George felt himself sweating and his breathing started to get out of control. "i- n-need to g-go, outs-side" George said, Niki moved out his way as George brush thought the doors a ran round the back of the café.
"i should go check on him" Alex said standing up. "no, let me go, please, i triggered it i'm going to go calm him down" Clay insisted as he stood up and walked round the back of the restaurant where George was sat on the floor crying beside the bins. "George i'm sorry, i didn't mean to trigger you in any way" Clay said in a soft voice "i-it's fine" George sniffled in reply drying his eyes with his sleeve.
Clay sat down cross-legged facing him. He took his hand and wiped the tears from George's face. "I like to draw, in fact i'm addicted to it i draw when i feel stressed angry or upset. It's the kind of drawing no-body sees and it's done late at night but not with paper or pen." George said to Clay, it was the first time he had spoken about it. Clay's hand made its way down to George's wrist. "can i?" Clay asked George quietly. George hesitantly nodded in reply. Clay rolled back the sleeve of George's shirt revealing scars of different sizes. But something stood out to Clay, 'worthless' carved into George's arm with other cuts over it in attempt to cover it up. "was that something he said to you?" Clay asked. George nodded. "i'm so sorry." Clay said, he picked up a piece of broken glass and ripped a hole in his jeans and moved the hole so George could see "i draw too" Clay said. George threw himself un Clays arms and cried. Clay was taken aback by this and slowly put his arms around George and they were there in each others arms for a few minutes when George was finally calm Clay broke the silence "we should go in our food if probably there." George nodded and smiled at him as they both stood up and went back inside and rejoined the table.
"You okay?" Niki whispered to George. He nodded in reply. George took a few of the chips and started to eat trying not to make a mess, Alex, on the other hand, had already made a huge mess of himself "what? it's a messy food what did you expect, perras" Alex replied the whole tabled giggled. Clay nudged his pizza towards George offering him a slice. George shook his head but Clay insisted. George took a piece and took a small bite off the end. By the time the clock hit 9:00 pm George pulled out his wallet and put $10 on the table to contribute toward the food. Clay passed it back to him and gave Tommy $40 to pay for the food and gave a small smile to George.
The five walked out the café toward their cars, Wilbur said goodbye to Alex and whispered something into Niki's ear which made her giggle before pulling her into a tight hug. "cya, Nik" he said to her. She never let anyone call her Nik besides George so he knew he must be special. George continued walking towards his car when he felt someone grab him by the wrist and pull him back. Clay pulled him into a tight warm hug, George was surprised by this. He was engulfed in Clays strong arms and could hear his heart beating but by the time George had finally loosened into the hug Clay let go. "bye" he said "bye" George said in reply.
Clay got into his car and drove off down towards a house with flashing lights and loud music playing. He was going to a party. George felt a little off but got in his car a drove home. On the way back to his house George knew he had no right to be jealous and or upset about Clay going to a party, i mean they weren't official he wasn't even sure if Clay liked him enough to do anything about it.
George got into his house and collapsed on his bed and fell asleep straight away. It had been and Exhausting day.
That's the end of this chapter sorry i was a little dark in the middle but didn't i tell you there would be some spice? hope you enjoyed this chapter it was the longest one i've written so far so sorry about that.
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