Karl knew exactly where George was going. And it most definitely was NOT the toilet. Karl giggled quietly, trying not to make it obvious since Niki was there and nobody knew that George and Clay were involved.—
When George climbed up to the ladder and reached the roof, he was greeted by a tall blonde male cupping George's pale, face and then pulling him into a passionate kiss.
There they stood, kissing, without a care in the world. But, unfortunately, the care-free moment was short lived. George pulled away from the kiss and looked up at Clay.
The two males looked into each other's eyes for what felt like forever. Clay took his left hand and ruffled it into George's brown,messy hair. This made George giggle and blush even more then he already was.
"Georgie." Clay began. "I want you to be my boyfriend."
George's face dropped. Was this really happening? Did Clay really just say that?
"What?" He asked, needing to hear it again. Maybe this was all just a dream and George would wake up. But, George did not wake up. Instead, Clay repeated himself with no hesitation."Be my Boyfriend." this time, Clay said it more demandingly. The words kept ringing in George's ears. Is this really what George wanted? Who am I kidding. Yes, this is exactly what George has wanted for weeks.
"Yes." He says, smiling and standing on his tip-toes to kiss Clay. The two of them kissed and kissed for ages. And yes, it was a very long time since the bell which addressed that lunch was over just rang, violently.
This made both the males jump, the bell was so loud. They both looked at eachother.
"I don't wanna say goodbye. Not yet. Can we just skip class?" Clay suggested, winking at George.
"What! Clay, no way. You know how much I care about my education." George scoffed and laughed.
"Nerddddd." Clay teased and wheezed.
"Whatever! I'm going to class." George rolled his eyes and turned around.
"Bye, darling." Clay said which made George freeze. The sound of that name made George blush and giggled. He turned his head around and blew Clay a kiss.While George strolled down the empty halls, he checked his schedule to see what class he had next. After checking, George found out that he had Biology. He didn't like bio very much, he found it quite boring. But, he didn't have a choice. Or... did he?
GeorgeNotFound
Hey. I was wondering, does your offer still stand?He typed out the message, ready to sent it to Clay. George wasn't sure if this was a good idea. This would be his first time skipping class. Whatever.
*sent*
George leaned against a nearby locker as he waited, anxiously, for a reply from his boyfriend."Hey. Get off my locker, loser." Said an unknown male.
George looked up from his phone too see a tall male standing before him. The male had blonde hair and a very angry facial expression. He wore white Adidas shoes, dark blue jeans and a white top with red corners and a red ring around the neck.
"O-Oh. Sorry." George stuttered and walked away from the other males locker.*ping*
George had received a reply from Clay. He was quite scared to check it, maybe he had made a mistake. Maybe he should just go to class and make up a lame excuse like 'sorry I'm late. I was in the toilet.' Or maybe 'sorry I'm late, I was with my boyfriend."George's anxiety was clearly kicking in right now. He wasn't sure what to do. The only person who new how to calm George down was Karl and he was in class. Which was exactly where George should be in this moment in time.
"Umm.. are you ok, dude?" The male with the red and white top asked, concerned.
"I-I-I..." George couldn't get the words out. Was he having a panic attack?
"Shhh.. breathe." The blonde male says, attempting to calm George down.George breathes in and out multiple times to find that he's alright. He is breathing normal and his anxiety levels have dropped. George tried to get his balance back, but nearly tripped over. The other male caught him and laughed a little.
"Not funny!" George replies, giggling.After the other male caught George, he helped George get to his feet.
"I'm Tommy." The other male says, smiling and holding his hand out for George to shake.
"My names George. Nice to meet you Tommy." George smiles back at the other male.George walked down the corridor a little since he wished to be alone, and then he checked his messages.
Dream
Oooo. George the little nerd wants to skip class? With ME? Of course my offer still stands, cutie. Where u wanna meet?You ok? You haven't replied to my message hahah.
Did you go to class? Hahah I knew you were a nerd. A hot one tho ;)
George looked at the three messages, all from his boyfriend, and giggled.
GeorgeNotFound
I didn't go to class. Soz for the l8 reply. I was talking to someone. Anyway, u can choose where we meet. Idk where to go when people skip classes. I ain't ever done it before. Where do u usually go?George debated whether he should send an 'x' after the message since he did that with his past girlfriends. But, then again, Clay wasn't like his past girlfriends. Clay was dangerous and exciting. And to be honest, that's what George liked about Clay. He knew how to have fun and to take a risk now and again. That made George feel giddy and happy inside.
George decided to not send an 'x' and just to send the original message. So, that's what he did. He waited anxiously for a reply and looked around the hallway to make sure nobody was coming. It was empty, not a soul in sight. Which, George liked because he never really liked people. They always made him nervous and shy, so when George was alone he tend to enjoy it.
*ping*
George had received a message. He opened his phone to see that his boyfriend had replied.Dream
Come back to the roof. No teachers come up here so we will be alone. ;)George smirked at the winky face which was shown on his screen. He turned to the direction of the roof and began jogging down the dirty hallways.
When he finally climbed up the ladder which led up to the roof, he saw his lover sitting down against the brick wall on his phone. George smiled at the sight and began walking over to him.
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Fanficthe term 'nerd' is so cliche, but it described george davidson perfectly. his priorities consisted of learning, family and his friends. but one specific blonde boy couldn't help but fuck that up when he grew an irresistible interest in georgie.