all for a dare

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-george pov-
(suggestion taken from @Whoreoslikeoreos) !!!

i didn't bother asking clay where we were going. i knew no matter how hard i tried to get an answer out of him i wouldn't get anything.

he drove to a part of town i didn't recognize. maybe he even drove out of town. he's been driving for twenty minutes now. the windows open, and the music blasting. thankfully our music tastes were similar.

he eventually turned into a thin dirt road, that lead into a forest. i looked to my left giving him a confused look. he looked back for a split second, a smile spread across his face.

a forest? no chance he took me to go for a hike...clay takes hikes when he's bored?

the road came to an end. he parked the car at the end of the dirt road. the forest now surrounding us.

"clay, why did you bring us to the middle of the woods?"

"it's not just 'the woods', george. just trust me"

"okay, i trust you"

we both got out of the car, clay motioning for me to follow him. he began walking down a path which was covered in branches. clay was in front of me, holding the branches, making sure they didn't fling back at me.

the path grew smaller and smaller the deeper you walked into it. overgrown plants sitting along the edge of the path.

the path slowly came to an end. clay went behind a couple more branches, into what looked like a filed. i moved the rest of the branches out of the way, revealing what he brought me to.

a large lake covered the area, a field of grass lied on the oppositely side. trees surrounding us, mountains in the far distance.

"how did you find this place?" i asked, looking towards clay who had a smile on his face.

"i tried getting away from things once, and some how ended up finding this"

"oh. it's really pretty"

"it really is" he whispered under his breathe.

he walked over to me grabbing my hand.
he walked us over to a wooden deck and began walking down it.

he brought us over to the very end of the deck. he sat down with his legs bent out in front of him. he pulled me down, now sitting next to him. i sat in a crisscross position.

he turned away from the lake. now looking over at me. "you know, you look good with the natural light hitting your face"

"uh thanks, clay" i replied, slightly embarrassed.

"we should hang out more often, i don't know why we never did"

"yeah, sure. i guess you and carter did your thing, while sapnap and i did ours"

"that's usually what happens," clay responded. "we should hang more often. after school is what i'm saying"

"yeah, i'm fine with that"

before the party carter forced me to go to, where clay had his stupid dare on me, clay and i would barely talk. we would talk to each other at least twice a month. i found it weird that he had a sudden interest in becoming friends.

before words came out of either of our mouths, clay began untying his shoes. i was confused, but continued to watch.

he put his shoes off to the side and stood up. "what are you doing?" i asked him.

"going for a swim, obviously"

"clay...you're in normal clothes"

he immediately laughed. "come on george, don't be one of those people"

clay then took off his shirt and threw it on top of his shoes. he then took off his sweatpants. throwing those on top of his shoes as well. leaving him in his boxers.

i forcefully kept my eyes looking into his. trying not to look anywhere else.

he sat back down on the deck, slowly lifting himself into the water. i watched as his body shivered as it adjusting to the cold water.

he turned back around facing me. looking up at me who was still sitting down on the deck.

"so, are you going to join me or are you going to sit there all flustered?" he asked.

"what am i supposed to wear?!" i fought back.

"go in your boxers, like i did"

"okay fine, one second"

i began untying my shoes. then putting them off to the side. i stood up and began taking my shirt off. before i lifted it above my chest i paused.

"turn around. it feels weird when you're staring at me while taking my shirt off"

"fine, fine" he said while turning around.

i continued taking my shirt off, then taking off my pants. i set them down on top of my shoes. just like clay had done. forming two piles of clothing.

i finally sat back down on the deck. clay heard me and turned around. he walked towards the deck and looked up at me. just how he did a couple minutes ago.

he began slowly lifting me up into the water. i had no choice but to cooperate. so i did. he set me down into the water slowly, as we began walking out further into the lake. it got to the point where my face was now going under the water. i walked a couple more feet on the tip of my toes, then couldn't take it anymore.

"we need to go back some, i cant touch anymore"

"come here"

"clay, i cant"

"come here" he repeated.

i sighed as i began swimming back to him, still not being able to touch the ground.

he grabbed onto my waist with a tight grip on it. i gasped, not expecting him to grab me. he pulled me closer to him and continued to walk deeper into the lake.

"don't worry, i got you"