I'll Never Forget

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TW's:
-Mental breakdowns

George's POV

It was one am when I heard my phone buzz. I couldn't sleep, because I was very sad that another day had passed by without me hearing anything from Clay. I grabbed my phone and looked at the text I had gotten.

Clay
Hi, I'm good, u

I immediately opened my phone and went to our chat with a big smile on my face. My stomach filled with butterflies and I giggled.

You
I'm better now u texted me :)

Clay
Yeah, I was busy

You
Till one am?

Clay
I had training till ten, had dinner after that and showered after that. I'm just in bed

You
U should take a break

Clay
I can't

You
I miss speaking to u

Clay
Same but I have to train

You
Will u have a break during the holiday?

Clay
I won't

I watched my hands sadly, trying to hold back my tears. I missed him so much.

You
When can we hang out again?

Clay
Idk

You
Are u still wearing our bracelet?

Clay
Yeah

I waited for another reply, I waited for him to tell me he loved me, but it stayed quiet. A little later I got a text again and I smiled brightly, until I opened it.

Clay
I'm gonna go sleep, gn

I sighed deeply, trying not to cry and nodded to myself.

You
Goodnight! <3

I didn't get a reply back and laid back down in my bed. Maybe I would surprise him once, I could go to watch him train. I knew he didn't want his teammates to know anything about our kiss and our past, but I could just go to him, right?

I laid back down in bed, being awake for two more hours. I fell asleep around three am and woke up really tired the next morning.

I was happy to go to school, because I could at least see Clay a bit. He sometimes greeted me as we were walking in the hallways and he sat with me during the break and before school.

I went to school earlier than normal and cycled there to be even quicker. I left my bike in the bike storage and ran inside, looking around me. Clay was already here and he was sitting on a bench, writing some things down. He was really pale and had big bags under his eyes.

I ran to him and sat down next to him. 'Hi! What are you doing?'

'Homework,' Clay muttered.

'Can I help?'

'No, just leave me for a bit.'

I nodded slowly and saw him playing with the bracelet around his arm. He looked at it for a second and then sighed, looking back at his homework.

'Have you had any sleep after our conversation?'

Clay shrugged and ignored me. I looked at my hands sadly and stared at my bracelet too, remembering how this was the boy I had shared the most intimate moments with. I had never kissed anyone but him and he changed completely. It made me sad to see the boy I loved so much change to a whole different boy.

'Do you still love me?' I whispered.

Clay looked at me for a second and he looked back down at his homework, giving me a short and quiet hum. I didn't know if that was a yes or a no and sighed.

'Do you ever look at the bracelet, remembering the moments we shared?'

Clay hummed quietly again, not answering me.

'Our first kiss?'

'Just let me do my homework.'

I nodded slowly and stood up quietly, walking away. I secretly hoped for him to run after me and to hold me in his arms, but it stayed quiet. I bit my lip to fight against my tears which were stinging in my eyes.

I walked to the bathroom and locked myself in the same stall as where I had my first kiss with Clay and sat down, hiding my face in my hands as tears started streaming down my face. I missed him so much even though he was literally sitting there.

I didn't even have to kiss him anymore, I just wanted to talk to him, I just wanted that one hug. I wanted my friend back and that was genuinely everything I wished for at this moment. Just one hug, just one conversation.

I broke down completely, I barely had sleep, I missed Clay and he was just being mean to me. Was I in the wrong? Was I annoying by constantly asking him questions? I just wanted to feel loved again.

I wiped my tears away, but it had no effect at all. They came back at an even quicker speed and I sobbed loudly, coughing because it felt like I was choking on my own tears and saliva. I cried for minutes and even after the bell rang for everyone to go to their class, I stayed in the stall, crying my eyes out.

I was exhausted after I cried for thirty minutes and stood up slowly, walking to my class. I felt like some sort of zombie. I was exhausted and all my movements were slow. It felt like I was moving in slow motion and my head was feeling heavy.

I slowly opened the door to my classroom and nodded at my teacher. She gave me a weird and mad look, but when she saw I had cried my eyes out, she let me sit down without commenting on it.

I quickly checked my phone in the hope to see a message from Clay, telling me that he still loved me, but that he was just tired. I had no text from Clay and put my phone away as I tried concentrating on class.

When the class ended, I ran to the bathroom again. Tears ran down my face. I had been waiting for a text from Clay the whole class long, but I got nothing. I locked myself in the bathroom, breaking down again.

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