Bored~DreamNotFound

teenagers

George POV:

Wait, I know these 2 boys, Tommy and Toby. Everyone walks into the living room and I make eye contact with Tommy.

"Georgie! Wassup my brother!" He practically shouts, I scoff and roll my eyes.

"Tommy, how nice to see you." I say sarcastically. Everyone looks at us with a confused look as we have to explain how we know each other. "Their my little sister's friends, well she's actually friends with Toby's sister, but I've met them many, many times."

After that brief discussion we all get some snacks and gather in the band room, there's a few electric guitars, amps, microphones and a drum set.

I honestly feel a bit unskilled being by everyone because Nick is amazing at the drums, Clay looks super hot playing the guitar, Tommy and Toby are doing amazing at setting up the technical things and all I am is mediocre at singing and playing guitar. 

I must've been somewhat showing this because Clay came up to me and met my gaze. "Hey, don't worry, you're gonna fit right in with us."

Now I don't know if this is just me being thirsty over him or what but those words made me wanna write a song about him. 

We finish up practice and I'm given some sheet music to work on before our next practice to prepare my vocals and Clay drives me home. 

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We're sitting in my driveway, the only light being my porch light, and I turn to Clay. He meets my eyes and I have this sudden nagging feeling. 

I don't want to be difficult in any way but I can't help but feel like I'm a burden. None of his friends knew of the kiss from a week before and Clay hadn't really confirmed what he wanted us to be, if he wanted us to be boyfriends or just some friend he kisses when he's bored, or what?

And of course I end up reading like an open book and he can read through me like glass. Clay breaks the silence with his voice.

"Hey so I know we haven't really had much time to talk and I just like really didn't know how to bring this up but um," Please, please, please say what I want you to say "I wanted to like tell you how I feel about you." 

Shit. He's gonna say he doesn't feel that way, isn't he?

"George it's so stupid but like I literally like you so much it's insane like when I think about you my heart skips a beat. You make me so nervous and that's why I've barely said much to you or anyone about this because I'm not even sure how to form the words. All I can think about is how crazy I am about you-"

I can't even let him finish his sentence before I shove a kiss on him. This man makes me batshit crazy.