young lies - dreamnotfound

chapter twenty one.

"dude just wear the fucking shirt! it looks good!" george and karl have been at it for about twenty minutes now. trying to find a good outfit for karl. but he was always a picky person so as you can imagine it was hell. "okay! let me just try this on, then if worst comes to worst ill wear something else." george rolled his eyes, plopping down on the bed next to him.

they had their "double date" in about two hours and none of them have even started getting ready. it was a mess, but it will eventually get better...

"okay this looks really good, you can't convince me otherwise." karl walked in wearing red jeans george suggested, but just a different black shirt originally planned. "yeah that looks good. only took you twenty minutes." karl rolled his eyes, "where's your outfit then?" the brit laughed in response, "okay but it won't take me twenty minutes to find one.", and with that george tried looking for an outfit. he only brought black jeans to make a outfit out of. "do you have like a white t-shirt?" karl checked a few drawers and pulled out two graphic tees. "choose your pick." the brit went for a graphic tee that had a few unique designs. "this is good, thanks."

karl nodded, in response of "your welcome". "what about alex? did you tell him about all of this?" karl grabbed his phone going threw some recent text message, "yeah. he said good luck to me and you." the brit smiled while he went to retrieve white socks to complete his look. as soon as that was done there was a ding from george and karls phone.

feral boys

nick: what matches really good with black?

clay: this is the group chat dumbass

nick: oh shit

alex: IDIOT

alex: well for the record dark greens and white

george: how do you mistake a text message from a groupchat

karl: what a nimrod

nick: yeah but you like this nimrod ;)

alex: GET A ROOM JESUS

both karl and george looked up to face each other, breaking out in laughter. alex was always the funniest in the group, even if he tried it or not. he could definitely always lighten the mood in any situation.

karl and george went in a silence for just going on their phones and texting people back and forth. "do you really like clay?" karl asked out of nowhere. it was just a few words, but had such a big answer behind it. "yeah? what~? do you not like him?" karl quickly changed his mood, "no! i really like clay he's like one of the funniest people i met. but i just wanted to know if this is what you really wanted." george gave off a warming smile, "don't worry. i really want this. and i really like clay." they went back in another silence, but this one was very shorter then the previous, "do you really like nick?" karl rolled his eyes, "what?! you had to have expected me to ask that."

"of course! i don't know what it is, but he has a special spark in me. every time i see him i get butterflies and it makes me go crazy!" the brown haired male let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding, "yes. yes i really like him." george knew exactly what he was feeling. because he had the same feeling with clay. "i get it. and you guys are a really good together." just the one sentence made karl give a smile. "thank you." george then glanced back down to his phone to see that the date was planned for only thirty more minutes, "do you want to start heading out now? we're gonna be late if we don't." karl nodded as they both went out to the car.