BodyGuard (DNF)

Chapter 44: 💕snuggly George💕

Clay POV.

George was still snuggling into me when I woke up and I wrapped my arms around him protectively as I rested my chin on his head. Our chest rose and fell in unity as the brunette snored lightly on me.

Was it just me or did he look smaller, and cuter when he was curled up against me like this?
My hand buried itself in my pocket as I grabbed my phone before pulling it out and taking a photo of him. Then once I'd done that I just opened Twitter and started scrolling through some recent posts.

Soon I felt someone shifting in my grasp, that someone obviously being the brunette. "Morning Georgie." I greeted in a tired voice.
George let out a tired groan in response before readjusting himself so his back was facing me and he attempted to go back to sleep.
"Get up George." I propped myself up on my elbows and looked at him curled in a small ball.

No response.

"Georgie wake up."

Nothing.

"Please Georgie we'll be late otherwise."

Nope.
It's almost as if he was dead. In fact, you'd probably think he was if it wasn't for the slight movement of his chest with each breath.

I had one more idea to wake him up, leaning close to his ear I cooed, "oh George~"
That's it, that's when he moved. Of course it was, his hand flew up to pull the finger at me. I sighed. "Fine, I'm getting up, I don't care if you don't."

"Nooooooo." His response was dragged out and weak, still tired despite almost having 15 hours of sleep in the past 24 hours.
"No what?"
"Pillow stays in bed with me."
"But Pillow needs to get ready for school, so does George."
"But George wants to just stay asleep in bed with Pillow all day until they both die."

"That's a good, although utterly pathetic life plan. How about you start after school today." I said, urging him to get out of bed.
He just ignored me, I let out another sigh and tried wrapping my arms around he top of his waist and attempting to lift him out of bed, but like a fucking cat the rest of him stayed down on the bed.

(Sound weird but basically when you pick up a cat and it goes:

I let him go and sat at the end of the bed, huffing in defeat.
Then I had one last idea, "what if Pillow let you burn you cheerleader uniform and then we roast marshmallows over it or something?" (Cause what's more romantic than burning useful stuff and roasting marshmallows?)
George was considering it for a moment before sitting up and nodding.

"Good now let's get ready for school." I offered George a hand up which he took then watched as he headed off to his bathroom for a shower and I headed off to my own bathroom for one also.

We met downstairs and ate breakfast. But before we left I grabbed a bag of some of the brunettes unworn cheerleader uniform then headed to the garage where George was waiting in the Ferrari.
"What's that?" The brunette asked as I drove, peering curiously over at the bag in the backseat.

"Some of the uniform you haven't worn yet, figured we could return it." My eyes stayed fixed on the road.
He just nodded in response as we pulled into the parking lot of the school.

✨Time skip✨

Time flew by during school and soon we were heading to the shop where we'd brought the cheerleading uniform 3 days prior. George followed me into the shop where Darryl, the employee, was once again hunched over a book writing something down, his glasses close to falling off his face.

He recognised us and smiled, "it's good too see both you again, how did cheerleading go?" the employee asked curiously as his curious eyes shone in the brunette's direction.
"To be honest..." George took a moment to think of how to answer, "..it was absolutely shit."
"Language." Darryl mumbled at a volume barely audible.

George gave an apology and the employee turned his attention to the bag. "I'm assuming you're returning the uniform then."
I gave a small nod, "not all of its here." Darryl noted before looking back up at us.
"Yeah... We have plans for the rest later." George answered as the employee started laying everything out on the counter in front of us.

Everything was there besides the clothes that the brunette wore yesterday and the skirt.
Darryl gave us a refund for the clothes we returned and then slid them to the side.

We were about to walk out of the shop when Darryl asked us a question. "You both go to the school 5 minutes down the road from here, right?"
I nodded in response, "yes we do. Why are you asking?"
The employee gave a small smile, "I'm going to be starting school there next week, so I was just wondering if I'd be seeing you there."
"Wait, you are starting school there, you look 20 years old at least." The brunette beside me commented, causing me to elbow him.

Darryl just let out a small laugh in response. "Actually I'm only 17, this shop is owned by my family and I'm working here for the week, but once I start school it's gonna be part time" he explained.
George smiled to that, "yeah. It'll be nice to see you around there Darryl."
I just quietly nodded in agreement with the brunettes words. I could tell that these 2 would be great friends which felt good. George needs, and deserves more friends.

I watched quietly as the pair exchanged numbers before George turned and smiled at me signalling he was ready to go then I followed him out to where the Ferrari was parked.
Once I unlocked the car we climbed in and drove off down the road. George's mind had completely forgotten about Darryl and was now talking about what we could do with the fire, listing strange thinks we could try cooking over them.

"What about gummy worms? We could skewer them and cook them, or we could do that with starbursts too." He suggested, "or we could cook bacon for sandwiches for dinner, or (keep listing more things to cook)."

I just listened contently, enjoying his eager mood and honestly, looking forward to burning something.
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