all for a dare

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-george pov-

i shut my phone off and threw it at the end of my bed. i sat up and brought my knees to my chest. i hugged them and continued to cry.

how didn't i know? how didn't i figure it all out? the fact clay only began talking to me since he whispered that stupid sentence into my ear at the party.

i felt my phone vibrate from the other side of the bed but i didn't dare. it was probably clay trying to apologize.

but what. what is there to apologize for? is he supposed to say 'sorry for playing with your emotions and leading you on. please forgive me'? yeah, fuck that.

i'm never forgiving him. and if i do it's going to take a long time.

it's been over a couple minutes now, and my phone was still continuously going off. i let go of my knees and reached towards the end of my bed to grab it.

as i tapped the screen i saw all my missed notifications.

14 missed calls
9 new imessages

of course eleven of the missed calls were from clay. the other three were from carter. i didn't bother calling either of them back. seeing clay was probably on his way back to my house to drop carter off. i decided to wait for carter to come home if he wanted to talk to me.

i continued to cry and let my emotions get the best of me.

what did i do to deserve this? i never talked to clay before the party. it's not like he was getting revenge somehow.

my thoughts get interrupted as i heard a car pull into the driveway. which was clay, sadly.

i could barely hear the front door open and close from upstairs. i wiped my tears away knowing carter was going to try and come in my room.

i heard quiet footsteps coming upstairs towards my room. carter attempted to open my door even though it was locked.

i got up from my bed and ignored carter at the door. i walked over to my window and looked out of it. i rolled my eyes as i still saw clays car in the driveway. and of course he wasn't in it.

"tell clay to go home" i said. it was obvious i had been crying this entire time.

"george please, i just want to talk to you"

"fuck off. go home"

"george..."

"go. home." i repeated.

i heard a sigh come from outside of my room. i then heard footsteps quietly go downstairs and heard the front door open. i walked back over to my window as i watched clay pull out of the driveway. i formed a middle finger then pointing it at the window. even thought it was pointless.

i walked back over to my bed and picked up my phone once again. i looked at all my missed messages. mainly all of them were from clay.

clay
please answer me
let me explain please
george i'm sorry
i'm so fucking sorry
theres a reason i didn't tell you
please

there's nothing to explain. your dare was to make me fall in love with you, and it worked. so go live your life with the joy that you received. and the thought that you hurt someone for some stupid ass dare.

i swiped out of clays contact whipping my tears away as well. i clicked onto carter's contact to see what he said.

carter
okay no worries. sorry if you got bored.
george what's wrong? please let me in. clays gone.

i ignored the message from the party and started typing out a text back.

clay didn't tell you?

no he didn't. he wasn't sure if you would want him to.

it's funny how he acts like he cares.

i have no clue what that means. can i come in your room?

no

please? i can hear you crying from my room.

fine. you're not staying in here long though.

thank you

i got up from my bed and walked over to my door. i unlocked it then went back to bed. i wiped my tears away once again. even though they came flooding back onto my face.

i checked the time before putting my phone down.

11:02pm

seconds later i heard carter open my door and lightly shut it. he sat down next to me on the bed before speaking up.

"george, i don't know what happened so i can't help you too much. but you don't have to tell me if you don't want to," carter said looking at me. "obviously clay did something seeing he was trying to apologize, i'll just let you know i'll be taking care of him."

"don't hurt him"

"george, he hurt you. why do you care?"

"he didnt-"

"he did hurt you," carter interrupted. "you're sitting in your room over something he said or did, and are ignoring him. he obviously did something"

"and besides, i'm not going to physically hurt him. i'm just going to talk to him and let him learn his lesson," he added.

i continued to cry as carter kept rambling about who knows what. i grabbed my phone once again and saw more missed messages from clay.

clay
george i'm sorry.
please just let me come by and explain

no. go have someone else fall in love with you or something.

i put my phone down as i let out a sigh. carter had noticed and stopped talking.

"it was clay, wasn't it?"

i only nodded my head in response.

he rolled his eyes as he moved his hair out of his face. "i'm going to head back into my room so you can try and get some rest. if you need me, come in my room or call me."

"thank you, carter"

"anytime. goodnight"

"goodnight" i replied back.

he walked out of my room making sure he shut the door. i grabbed my phone again and decided to open spotify hoping it would distract me from my thoughts.

i clicked shuffle on my playlist as all the bad songs came on. well, they were good songs. just not good for the situation i was in.

i kept skipping songs until one song finally caught my attention.

Bossa No Sé by Cuco

i listened to the lyrics and realized how i related to it.

🎶don't play with me, you broke my heart, but i'm also so obsessed with you🎶

as i listened further into the song i remembered it was the same song that i played the day we first kissed.

i continued to listen to the song still thinking of all the memories that began to flood my brain.

🎶i don't know if i love you. i don't know if i hate you🎶

the thoughts of clay and i only made me tear up more. us going swimming together, the kiss, him holding onto my when i couldn't touch the ground.

"fuck," i spoke aloud. "why did he have to hurt me"