Clay was sitting at George's house, a bit nervous to speak. It felt so awkward after the kiss. But both boys were still happy it happened, and both boys secretly wanted it to happen again.
Neither wanted to actually look at each other though, both feeling many different emotions.
"Look, George," Clay started but couldn't come up with what to say.
George just looked at him, and then back down to the floor. He didn't know what to say either.
"I'm sorry that I kissed you. I was just caught up in the moment, I guess." George still looked down at the floor and Clay felt like the worst person in the world. He didn't want to hurt his friendship with George. He had no idea what he would do if he lost George just because of some stupid kiss.
George got brave and said, "I didn't mind the kiss." Clay was a little bit startled by what George said, but continued on.
"The truth is, George, I can't feel this way about you."
That left George in utter shock. He wasn't expecting that answer out of Clay. He faced Clay and he noticed that he looked somewhat disappointed in himself.
"What do you mean?" George asked, still in a bit of a shock.
"I, I want to be just friends."
It was short and simple. But that short and simple sentence broke George internally. His heart shattered a little bit, and he couldn't pick back up the pieces.
It hasn't been long, but George felt an emotional attachment to Clay. And hearing that short but simple sentence come out of Clay's mouth made George want to burst into tears. He didn't even know why, he's never felt this way about anyone before.
"Okay, that's fine with me." That's all George could even try to say.
Secretly, Clay was hurting too. But this is what he had to do.
"I just wasn't thinking at the time, and I just did it, y'know?" Clay tried explaining himself, but it made him sound arrogant, at least in his mind.
George nodded in agreement. "I still want to be friends too."
Clay was glad George said that. He really didn't want to lose George. Even if he only knew him for a few weeks, he was still one of the closest people to him. It's like he understood him better than anyone else.
"Well, I'm glad we're still friends and I hope it isn't awkward. But I have to go, my sister needs me," Clay lied. He didn't need to go, he just couldn't be with George at the moment. He felt like he would get himself into an even worse situation and he just couldn't deal with that.
"Okay, well I'll see you at school tomorrow." George waved as Clay left his bedroom and headed towards his car. That's whenever the tears started to fall out of George's eyes.
He didn't know how he's become so attached to Clay this fast; weeks ago he didn't even know he existed.
George felt like he lost Clay. He knew there was a big chance that it wouldn't be the same. George told him that he didn't mind the kiss, so Clay knew that George felt at least a little bit of feelings towards him. Or maybe he didn't, or maybe he just didn't care that George said that. Maybe they could go back to normal and pretend absolutely nothing happened.
He buried his head into his knees. He wished he could crawl into a hole and die. This wasn't how he wanted this to go, he wished it never happened at this point.
This confused George so much. Clay seemed to be fine with the kiss whenever it was happening, but then he just wasn't fine with it. So George assumed he just didn't want this at all. But he felt like Clay wanted it too, and maybe he did. Maybe he just didn't know how George felt about the situation.
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FanfictionClay is known as one of the most popular jocks in school. George just came from England. Once Clay laid his eyes on him, he realized that George is the prettiest boy he's ever seen. He needed to know him. TW: has abuse/talk of abuse (there will be a...