BodyGuard (DNF)

Chapter 112: dinner

George POV.

Clay's parents started walking over to us and the looks they gave were extremely intimidating even though I knew they weren't trying to seem that way at the time. I had to resist the urge to move closer to the blond but managed to not do so.

I don't want Clay to get in trouble with his homophobic parents because of me, after he has to see his homophobic parents... Because of me.

They gave us both smiles when they got close and held out their hands for me to shake. "You must be George," the woman, Marissa said as we shook hands, "it is good to finally meet you."
"Yeah... Good to meet you too," I hoped they couldn't hear the slight shake in my voice as I spoke to them. "And you must be Paul," I gave another smile as I looked at the man.

He gave me an 'uh-huh'' but our eyes didn't meet, he was too busy looking up at the front of the house.
To try and get them inside I let out a puff of breath, which was easily visible in the cold air, "maybe we should go inside before we get sick." I suggested, to which the other 3 nodded.

Although Clay had hugged both of his parents he seemed extremely uncomfortable to have them around, but managed to hide his true opinions under an award-winning fake smile as he took some of his father's bags and carried them inside and I did the same with his mother's bags.

I gave him an apologetic look as I lead his parents upstairs to an empty room where they would be sleeping. Their eyes kept zipping from one thing to another, not being able to focus on just one detail of my house.

"So if this is your house why does Clay live here?" His mother asked me.
I turned to look at her and gave a smile, "Clay first came here to work, and most of our workers live on sight. He still does that of course but he and I have become friends over the past few months."
All of that was true, and I felt Clay smile, us both having a different meaning to 'friends' to what his parents probably had.

I opened the door to their rooms, it was on the second floor like our room but just down a different hall. Unlike our rooms the large window in their room faced the lawn and garden, with the bed facing the window so that they could look out of it at night to see the garden or the stars if they wanted.

They both took in the room as they laid their bags down on the bed before smiling at me, "this is a really nice house George. It's so nice that you and your parents gave Clay a job here."
I glanced momentarily at the blond before turning back to face his parents.

"Do you think that we could meet your parents George, I want to see who made you into such a nice young man," another glance was passed from me to Clay as she said that.
"My parents would have wanted to meet you but they are busy and won't be back till later."
They reminded me that I needed to text my parents and tell them to act like Clay and I weren't dating.

A few moments of silence passed before I gave Clay's parents a smile, "uh- Clay and I should leave you to get anything you want unpacked, since you are staying for a week and a bit. We'll see you at dinner at 5."
They both nodded and said goodbye as Clay and I took a few steps backwards until we were out of the room and shut the doors.

Both of us let out a sigh at the same time. Our eyes met eachother's and I immediately gave him an apologetic look.
"Clay... I'm so... so sorry... I-I thought that-that..." I didn't know what to say but then felt Clay's fingers hook under my chin, causing my eyes to meet the blond's.
"It's okay George... I understand it was an accident and I still love you no matter what happens."

His hand cupped my cheek and he kissed my lips quickly before smiling, "we should probably get out of here before my parents catch us..." He gives a small laugh. I match it before we both run off down the hall.

✨At dinner✨

My parents weren't here yet and the food had been served. Clay and I were in our normal seats with the blonds parents opposite us.

All of us were eating and Clay and I were trying not to talk to much to them, but about halfway through the meal his parents decided to speak up.

"So... Clay, how is life here... we haven't talked in ages." Marissa asked, I noticed that she talked more than her husband did.
The blond dropped his fork onto the plate as he thought about how to answer. He must of given up on a decent response because he just replied with "good."

"That's good to know son," Paul replied absentmindedly as he scooped another mouthful of the food.
"Well, where do you two live? Clay never told me" I piped up, deciding to join in the conversation.

Marissa immediately seemed interested in this conversation and began a long story about how she and her husband lived in New York, but have holiday homes in several different states, and in Canada.

After a while of her talking about her holiday homes and began asking questions again. "So are you two boys both young eligible bachelor's or do you each have a girlfriend?" She asked, leaning forward and lowering her voice as though she was a high school girl talking about her secret hookup with the football quarterback.

"Uhhhh." Clay and I looked over to eachother and tried to decide what we should say.
"No."
"Yes."
Both of us replied at the same time before glancing at eachother again, raising our eyebrows and confused that the other answered like that.
"I... I mean yes, I am seeing someone." I tried to give a convincing smile.

"Oh, that's lovely, what are they like? I could take them both shopping for skirts or dresses?" Clay's mother asked us both.
I shrugged my shoulders, "don't think they'd be into that," I looked over at Clay who looked back at me, "I think that would be a really good idea mum, but probably not." He smirked as I rolled my eyes at him.

She continued asking questions about our 'girlfriends,' and we both tried to make it sound as believable as possible without giving away the fact that are girlfriends weren't actually girls.

I think we almost got away with it until my parents finally got home.

And it just so happened that they just walked through the door this very moment.
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