Never Alone Without You

Chapter 4

I felt his warm breath on my lips as we kissed. I never thought this day would come. I never thought he would kiss me so soon. I felt the eyes on us but didn't care. My hands were placed on his waist and I brought him closer to me. My stomach had so many butterflies in it. I felt a hand place on my shoulder and another one on my head, playing with my hair. 

We broke apart and started at each other. Our faces were red with embarrassment. George looked down at the sand and back at me. 

"I-," he paused for a brief moment, "I love you, Clay." 

"I love you too." I didn't hesitate to even say it. He smiled at me before Wilbur called my name. 

"Come on Dream!" He beckoned. I shrugged my shoulders and took George's hand. We walked over to the cool water. George dipped his toe in and shivered. 

"It's cold," he mumbled. 

"It's water." I walked deeper into the water, George letting go of my hand. "Come on, George." 

"It's cold," he repeated. I walked over to him and picked him up. He was so small. He squirmed in my arms, trying to break free. But once he did he fell into the ice cold water. He let out a tiny scream. I laughed, trying to keep from blushing. His scream was so, well, cute. 

"Is the water cold, Georgie?" I asked. 

"Yes," he yelled. I laughed. 

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A few hours later, me and George were heading to my house. We were in the car, jamming out to music. 

"I need to change," George said, feeling his wet trunks. 

"We will, when we get to my place," I said. He nodded and looked ahead. I pulled into the driveway and got out of the car. I unlocked the door and let George in. 

"The bathroom is down the hall. I'm going to go change in my room." I headed straight to my room. I put on my clothes that I had laying out. I walked back out and saw Patches laying on the couch. 

"Hey there buddy," I said, and scratched Patches behind the ear. I heard the bathroom door creak open so I looked up. 

George was standing there with a light blue t-shirt and a black skirt. He had clout glasses on his head and he had his hands together in front of him. He was looking at me and blushing. He had a tiny smile on his face. I just stood there, like an idiot, staring at him. He walked over slowly, closer to me. 

Once he was right in front of me, he put his hand on my chest and kind of pushed me down on the couch. I sat down and he sat down on top of my lap, his face close to mine. He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me closer to his face. His nose was touching mine and soon he broke the gap, leaning close to me. Kissing me. I put my arms around his waist and pulled him closer. I felt his hand go under my shirt. Then his other hand. 

I broke our kiss apart and took of my shirt. Then we went straight back to kissing. We made out for about three minutes until we broke apart and stared at each other. I loved him so much. I love George. 

"George," I said. 

"Yes." 

"Will you be," I paused and looked into his eyes, "my boyfriend?" 

"Yes! Yes I will!" George yelled happily. I smiled and we started kissing again. I was so happy. I could barely contain my excitement. Soon George was on top of me and we were laying down on the couch. We stopped kissing and he looked down at me. He laid his head on my chest. I put my arms around him and snuggled with him. 

It was about an hour later. I guess you could say me and George took a short nap. I opened my eyes and forgot that I had no shirt on. George was on top of me still napping. He wasn't heavy, thank god. He finally woke up after five minutes. He rubbed his eyes and yawned cutely. 

"Good morning, baby," I said and touched his hair. 

"Morning," he gave me a quick kiss and got off me. "Hope I wasn't heavy." 

"No you weren't," I said, grabbing my shirt and putting it back on. I looked at the time, it was 4:30. I should make dinner. 

"George do you want to stay for dinner?" I asked.

 "Sure," he said, "Whatcha making?" 

"I don't know yet," I looked in the cabinets and for a pasta box. It was a four cheese pasta to be specific. "How about this," I held up the box. 

"Sure. Need help with it?" 

"Nope you can watch TV if you'd like." He nodded and went on his phone. I got the pasta started. I boiled the water and milk like it said too. While it boiled I went on my phone. I kept thinking of one thing. I want George to stay overnight. But I didn't have the guts to ask him. I mean he is my boyfriend, I shouldn't be scared. I decided I would just text him. Even if he is in the other room and I'm looking right at him.

Clay: i was wonderin if u want 2 stay the night...? :)

George <3: i would luv 2... :)

I heard footsteps coming my way. George turned me around and gave me a kiss on his tiptoes. I forgot about the boiling water and it kind of spilled a little. So i quickly cleaned up the mess. 

"I'm going to go pack some clothes," George said. 

"Okay, love you," I said. 

"Love you too." He grabbed his shoes and left. I stirred the contents of the noodles and cheese powder into the water and milk. I let that boil for a little bit. I went back on my phone, scrolling through Twitter. I stirred the pasta for about two minutes before George walked in with a bag. He still had that cute skirt on. The pasta was basically done so I turned of the stove top. I took out two bowls and spoons. I served up the pasta into the two bowls and gave a bowl to George. We sat down on the couch and I turned on the TV and started eating. 

"Thank you," George said. 

"Your welcome, Georgie," I smiled.