WORDS LEFT UNSAID (dnf)

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TWS: swearing
Word count: 873
Chapter: 25
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The blonde was the first to look up, seeing as only he recognised the voice.

"Hello Lucian, now what do you want," Clay questioned in a calm tone. (CREDITS TO THE WONDERFUL RAY FOR THE NAME🙏).

"Well when you see your friend hanging out with a bunch of losers, I think you'd come over to see why aswell," Lucian smiled sarcastically.

"They're my friends and we are having a good time so piss off," The younger boy smiled as he looked over at the silent boys around him.

"Don't bother trying to sit by us tomorrow," The male spat as he turned around and made his way back to his own booth that was full of jocks.

There was a pause before Sapnap spoke up and chuckled, "So we are your friends?".

"Piss off," Clay groaned as let his head fall into his hands.

Everyone resumed what they were doing before, in an obvious attempt to forget about the previous events. The brunette was pulled from what he was doing because of a monotonous voice beside him whispering, "George?".

The older boy turned his head to the side, to see it was Lewis who had spoken to him, before humming, "yes?".

"They're looking at you," Lewis smiled before looking back down at his menu, his raven hair slightly caressing his shoulder in the process.

George furrowed his eyebrows together for a second, attempting to figure out what he meant by this. As soon as he got an idea of what he might've meant, he turned his head towards the boys sat opposite him.

Sure enough, four pairs of chartreuse green eyes were staring back at him. One of the pairs belonged to Clay, while the other to Harvey. Both boys were examining his every move, hardly even noticing that he was now looking back.

A light blush became dusted upon all three boys cheeks as they gained eye contact. As soon as this happened, the brunette snapped his head back down to look at the menu, despite the fact that he already knew what he wanted.

Thankfully, the same discourteous waitress as earlier broke the tense silence by appearing next to them and questioning, "what do you want?".

Everyone took that as a sign to tell her what they wanted to eat, so they began placing their orders.

|TIME SKIP AFTER THEY HAVE EATEN|

Everyone, now full, paid and began making their way back to the car. As the reached the exit of the mall, an arm became wrapped around George, providing warmth seeing as it was cold.

The brunette smiled as he looked up to see the blonde stood next to him, ignoring the aggravated glances he was occasionally receiving from Harvey.

Once they were at the car, they returned to the spaces that they were originally in. In a petty way, Harvey placed a singular arm over the older boys shoulder, meaning it was rested on his collar bone.

The engine started and they pulled out of the car park and yet again onto the main road. Clay was focused on the fact he was driving, meaning he was oblivious to the position of Harvey's arm.

Deciding that he didn't want to make a big deal out of it, George stayed quiet, but was hopeful that the ride would be over soon.

After around twenty minutes of dropping people back off at their houses, it atlast came the time that it was only the blonde and brunette inside of the car. As they pulled into Georges drive, Clay inquired, "can we talk real quick?"

"Yep," The older boy hummed as he leant back into his seat.

There was a pause before the taller boy carried on speaking, "I know it's only been a day, but I really need to tell them you're mine,".

"Darling I know but we talked about this," George sighed as a hand began placed on his head.

"But-," Clay began but was harshly cut off.

"No buts Clay, we can't tell them, it'll ruin god damn everything, but I promise you when the time is right you can tell them," The brunette sighed.

The blonde hummed in agreement, still knowing that the other male was right. Just as George was exiting the car, the younger male questioned, "can I stay here again?".

"Of course," The brunette laughed as the male eagerly followed him towards the door.

Once at the door, they unlocked it and cautiously stepped inside. The sound of his father rustling around inside of his office could faintly be heard, so they decided to leave him alone and went upstairs to George's room.

After they were inside, Clay took his hoodie off, leaving him in his sweatpants, while the older boy went to the bathroom to get changed. He changed into a pair of oversized shorts, along with an old white band T-shirt of his.

Atlast, that was done, and he made his way back to his room, exhausted from the seemingly never ending day. Once he reentered, he immediately near enough fell onto the bed next to the other male.

An arm snaked around his waist, as his eyes became drowsy and his body limp.
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Short chapter sorry :/