CHAPTER ELEVEN || MY ROLE

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Previously...

"I ate some while I made them- fresh off the pan!" I chuckled.
Another lie.
I hated lying to people, but in this situation, it was for the better.

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TW: Strong language

It's been almost a week since Clara and Caleb had met Y/N.

A tweet was going viral.
A tweet about Y/U, someone has been claiming that they'd seen Y/U in a pizza store in Orlando with two younger kids.

Darcy @Darcky
I swear I saw someone that sounds exactly like Y/U, look at the photo I linked, there's two kids with her meaning she's a mom??? I'm not sure she could be babysitting but like I SAW THE Y/U!
IN ORLANDO.
Does that mean Dream and Y/U had kids together or smth? Cause in the photo the kids have dirty blondish hair like Dream's- Also you can't see the picture here but they had green eyes, I'm not even joking

This tweet has been going all around Twitter, but Y/N and Clay had yet to know about it.

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"CLAY-" Clara screamed, startling Caleb.
"Hello, hello, hello. What?" Clay responded, looking towards Clara.
"Someone got a photo of Y/U, Caleb and me,"

"Did it have your faces?" Clay asked, sounding worried.

"No, no, but the important part is- Twitter thinks Caleb and I are Y/N's kids,"

George's silly laugh was in the background as Clay asked, "What?"

"They think you and Y/N had kids," Clara replied, trying to hold in her laugh.
Clay got flustered, turning away and walking towards his front door.

"We need to let Y/N know," He called.

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(Clay POV)

I just knew my face was red. That was embarrassing. Blushing in front of Clara and Caleb.
I knocked on Y/N's doors, waiting patiently for her to answer it.

She came out within seconds, looking confused.
"Yeah?" She asked, inviting me in.

"So um, Twitter's going crazy about something," I started, rubbing my neck and avoding eye contact.
"About us, I assume?" She mumbled.

"Yeah. Actually. They think we had kids," I chuckled, feeling my cheeks become hot again.

"Wow, where'd that come from?" She asked, giggling a little.

"Someone took a photo of you, Clara, and Caleb getting pizza, apparently they looked like me -- of course they do, they're my siblings -- and thought we had kids because they were with you," I explained, smiling sheepishly.

"That's a lot of assumptions in one tweet," She commented in a joking tone.

"Sure is." I agreed, "Want to come over? Caleb misses you," I offered,
"Aw, of course," She responded, already outside and walking over to my place.

I closed and locked her doors -- we exchanged keys earlier on.
"Caleb! Y/N's here," I called.

"Oh! Y/N!" George greeted, giving her a hug.
I just narrowed my eyes and stared at George, who stuck his tongue out and giggled.

"Hey Georgie~" Y/N joked, hugging him back then heading to Caleb, who was smiling brightly.
"Y/N!" He giggled, hugging Y/N on her waist.

"No hugs for me?" Clara pleaded, making puppy-dog eyes.
Y/N responded with a hug for Clara, patting her head and laughing.

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