Y O U R H O T L I N E

✼tears✼

When Sylvia got home Clay was sitting on the couch but the tv wasn't on. She stood in front of the door, not really knowing if he was going to say something. Then he turned his to look at her, she was rubbing her arm awkwardly just waiting for him to do something.

"Did you have fun?" He asked eyeing her down.

She answered him, "Yes, yes I did. A lot actually."

He tilted his head to the side and put his arm around the back of the couch, "That much huh? Would think maybe you guys did more than just eat if you enjoyed yourself that much."

Sylvia's face had a look of disgust and confusion.

"What the hell is wrong with you, why would you say that. Do you think I'm a slut?"

Clay sassed, "I don't know Sylvia, going out on a date with another guy after having sex with me seems a bit slutty. But if you like that then you do you, baby. I mean it's not like we- Y'know what never mind."

She crossed her arms and leaned on the door, she was tired of playing games. Yet so intrigued. He had some pettiness in his tone that made this interesting, to say the least. 

"Okay Clay, guess what? I'm sorry that you're a jealous bitch. Maybe if you hadn't been such an ass you would find out I don't even like him romantically. But if you like that then you do you, baby."

He got up and walked over to her. He towered over Sylvia's small figure. Clay smirked at her angry face. She didn't find it funny though. She slapped the grin right off of it.

"You are acting like such a fucking jackass!" She yelled.

His face stung from where she hit him and his hand went to the spot, "Sorry princess, at least I don't go around making people jealous for fun. You are so insensitive."

"Don't be like that. You know damn well!" Sylvia defended herself.

He got closer to her and pinned her to the wall.

"Yeah?" He said smugly.

"If only you knew..."

Clay brows furrowed at her last sentence. If only he knew what? What did he not know? What the hell was going on? How did they get to this moment? A tremendous amount of guilt washed over him like a tsunami. He got so mad at essentially nothing, and hurt her. A moment of realization.

"I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry Sylvia," His hands met his face and rubbed his eyes, "I'm such a fucking idiot."

Tears poured out of Sylvia's eyes, she couldn't fight it any longer. Her knees gave in and she fell into Clay. His arms caught her and she hugged him back. His head rested on top of hers with light kisses too.

"No no, it's okay, please don't cry... I'm so sorry." He pleaded.

He hated seeing others cry because it made him cry too, and he did. Hot tears burned down his cheeks as he tried to comfort her. Clay brought her to the ground where they sat with their foreheads pushed together.

Sylvia had so much to say but no words to even give it justice. She didn't know how to tell him even after almost 5 months of knowing him. She wanted to just blurt it out but how was she to know he felt the same? Her heart twisted and her hands clenched his shirt. She looked up into his teary eyes and kissed him.

"I... I think I love you, Clay." She weakly said.

He wrapped his arms tighter around her and rolled backward so he was laying on the floor with her on top of him. He kissed her again. Her body was flush with his and she released from the kiss and laid her head on his chest hearing his heartbeat. Ba-dum! Ba-dum! Ba-dum!

His blood was flowing fast, to every part of his body, every single thing gaining so much feeling. One could say too much feeling in his lower part.

||||❧AUTHORS NOTE☙||||

Short chapter just because I didn't want to put smut in here so people who are uncomfy with smut don't miss this important part. :/

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