WORDS LEFT UNSAID (dnf)

XV

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the ride back to clays house was almost completely full of the pair laughing about most of the time nothing.

after a drive that seemed it lasted an eternity, they arrived at the blondes house, which was yet to of seen.

the only car on the drive was clays, which meant his parents were away, most likely out for the night. the boys made their way to the door, hands brushing each-others as they walked, neither wanting to make the bold move.

once inside, they kicked their shoes off near the door, before making there way towards the living room, which was the next room across from the entrance.

"wanna watch a movie?" the taller teen questioned as they both collapsed onto the sofa, worn out from the eventful night.

"yeah," george grinned, letting his head fall back onto the back of the sofa from exhaustion.

the blonde walked towards where the tv was set up and picked up a disc from under it, before then slotting in into the compartment.

after that was done, the male walked back to the other, and got back into his original position.

the movie started and the blonde carelessly slung his arm over the others shoulder, which lead to him falling into his chest. george couldn't help but smile and relaxed into his touch.

the movie illuminated the dimly lit room, the sound coming from it being the only noise other than the boys light breathing.

not too soon after the movie started, clays hand became tangled into the boys messy hair, attempting to braid the longer parts of his hair.

half way through the movie, clay looked down at george, only to see that he was in fact actually asleep. the male smiled to himself before pulling the sleeping boys body even closer to him.

after a few minutes of deciding whether or not to take him to bed, where it would be more comfortable, he decided it would be best and got up before hauling the brunette up aswell.

he cradled george like a baby before beginning his walk towards the bedroom. once there, he cautiously placed the smaller boy onto the bed, then making his way to his wardrobe to get some more comfy clothes for the brunette.

he pulled out some of his sweatpants and a hoodie, before replacing the older males current clothes with the new ones. After he'd done that, he folded up the old ones and placed them on the floor in the corner of the room.

atlast, he tucked george, who hadn't even flinched, under the quilt and then also got in himself. after a small debate with himself, he decided not to snuggle up to the smaller boy, so he wouldn't wake up uncomfortable.

after a day that seemed like it lasted forever, he eventually fell into a much earned slumber.

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the brunette groaned as his eyes flickered reluctantly open. an instant panic washed over him as he realised he was in an unfamiliar environment.

his body shot up from the soft duvet and his eyes began scanning around the plain, dimly-lit room. after a while of this, his eyes landed upon an exposed figure asleep next to him.

clay.

simultaneously, he relaxed back into his position and edged closer to the other male. although he was confused with what they were, and how it had got to this, he strangely was really enjoying it.

for the first time, george looked down at what he was wearing. he realised that it definitely wasn't what he was wearing last night. the hoodie sleeves were much over his wrists and hands, the sweatpants fell slightly below his ankles, but he didn't mind because it was comfy. the hoodie he was wearing had a familiar scent, and as george strained his mind to remember what it was, he realised it was clays cologne.

the small male grew slightly flustered after this realisation and snuggled back into the blondes chest. his actions must've woken clay up from his slumber, seeing as an arm soon became draped around his waist.

"goodmornin'," george hummed, still feeling fatigued.

"morning," clay muttered in a raspy tone, resting his chin atop the boys head. butterflies instantly erupted into the olders stomach because of the boys tone.

the smaller boy had grown a crimson colour, because of the sudden affection he was receiving. george attempted picking himself up from the mattress, but failed miserably because of clay dragging him back down and into his chest.

"stay," the taller male grumbled, making it hardly audible.

"i need to go finish some lyricss," george laughed, trying to pry the boys arms away from him.

"fuck you alex," the blonde complained before reluctantly releasing his grip on the smaller male.

before the brunette could properly get up, clay planted a kiss on his forehead, ruffling his hair as he stood up from the bed.

the older boy made his way towards the door and then proceeded to pick his guitar case up. once it was in his hands, he unzipped it and pulled out a notepad that was tucked in an opening, trying his best to avoid the gaze that lingered on him.

the miniature notepad was packed full of lyric ideas, song name ideas, band name ideas, pretty much everything. ha hauled his guitar over to clays desk before slumping into a spinning chair that was stationed next to it.

after he was seated, he looked over at the blonde who still looked half asleep and was rubbing his eyes, his chest half expose because of the crinkled duvet.

george smiled to himself at the sight, before flicking through his notepad to the most recent piece of song lyrics he had wrote.

he hadn't completely finished it, but it was a good half way done. his goal was to finish it by the end of the weekend, which would be hard, but he had a lot of spare time.

the boy then continued to look over the lyrics on the page that he had written down so far.

'i would say i'm sorry,'

'if i thought that it would change your mind,'

'but i know that this time,'.

'i have said too much,'.

'been too unkind,'.

'i tried to laugh about it,'.

'cover it all up with lies,'.

'i tried to laugh about it,'.

'hiding the tears in my eyes, 'cause boys don't cry,'.

'boys don't cry,'.

although it wasn't much that he had wrote, he had time. he had also already finished figuring out the chords for the beginning of the song.

after a while of thinking and sprawling down random ideas, he came up with the next verse.

'i would break down at your feet'.

'and beg forgiveness, plead with you,'.

'but i know that it's too late,'.

'and now there's nothing i can do,'.

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A/N - song is boys don't cry - the cure
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