all for a dare

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-george pov-

it was now the next day and i was spending the night at clays house. even though it was a school night my parents didn't care.

i was sitting down in the kitchen at the bar, waiting for a text from clay. a text saying that he's here's to pick me up.

i was scrolling through my phone when i heard carter creep up from behind. i turned around looking back at him waiting for him to speak up.

"where are you going?" he asked looking down at the small bag i had next to me. which was sitting on the ground.

"clays, why?"

"george, again?" he responded. "you need to stop hanging out with him."

"why?" why do you care so much?"

"it's for the best of things." was all that he responded.

"what's that supposed to mean?"

"just trust me, george"

i slowly began to turn my seat away from carter. a confused look stayed on my face. "have fun at clays, i guess"

"thanks..." i replied as i heard him walk back upstairs.

i got a text from clay saying he was in the driveway. i got up from the bar and made my outside into clays car.

"hey, george" clay spoked while i opened the door.

"hi, clay"

i bent down into the car and got in. i leaned over the center consol and have clay a short kiss. he handed me his phone which was already connect to bluetooth. i went to spotify and clicked the search bar.

Now Playing: I Want by One Direction

(sorry, i'm literally so obsessed with this)

i queued a couple more songs and put dreams phone back down. i starred back out of the window and listened to the music. 

🎶give you this, give you that.
         blow a kiss, take it back.
           if i looked inside your brain🎶

clay looked at me and smiled. he began singing along to the lyrics as well. the wide smile still on his face.

🎶i should know because i've heard. when 
        girls say. i want, i want, i want, but that's
           crazy.🎶

this song slowly came to an end. the next song then played.

Now playing: Sex Sells by Lovejoy

;)

clay and i kept singing along to music until we finally arrived at his house. he disconnected his phone and we made our way inside.

i brought my bag into his bedroom and we made our way back into the living room.

we sat down on the couch and put on multiple netflix movies. i was laying down on clays chest with my arm wrapped around his waist. i felt myself slowly drifting off into sleep, except clay had stopped me.

"george we have to sleep in my room, we can't sleep on the couch," he announced. "my parents are going to be back soon"

i let out a small sigh as i slowly sat up from the couch. we both made our way over to clays room. clay got onto the bed first and i followed. i got into the same position from the couch and fell asleep immediately.

i woke up from the ringing of clays alarm. we both quickly sat up and he shut up off. we woke up in the same position we fell asleep in.

we both got out of bed and got ready for school. then went downstairs to eat breakfast. clays parents weren't home seeing they were at work.

clay was in the bathroom while i was pouring myself a bowl of cereal. i was about to put the cereal back when i heard clay come into the kitchen.

he walked up to me and pulled me into a hug from behind. wrapping his arms around my waist. he pulled me back towards him and whispered into my ear.

"you're lucky my parents aren't home"

i turned my head around now looking at clay. "and why might that be?"

"so that i can do this without having to worry about them"

he grabbed my waist once again my turned my body to face him. he pulled me into a short kiss and smiled. seconds later he pulled back and looked at the counter.

"your cereal is going to get soggy" he laughed.

"it's worth it" i laughed and turned back towards the counter and grabbed the bowl of cereal. i walked over to the kitchen table and began eating.

once clay and i were finished getting ready we made our wait out to the car and he began driving to school.

once we arrived i walked into the building where i ran into carter.

"how was it with clay?" carter asked with an annoyed, unbothered tone.

"it was fun...thanks" i replied hesitantly.

he turned his head towards me. "did anything happen?"

we only kissed, cuddled, and slept together.

"no, not really. just hanging out"

"as long as you had fun" he replied with a small smile on his face.

"what's with the sudden urge to hang out with him?"

"he's fun to hang out with, why?"

"no reason," he replied. "just weird"