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[ A/N omg hey babes it's been ages😍I've actually forgot the plot of this book gimme a sec]

The five males scrambled from the building and began running towards the car. Within seconds the engine had started and they were back on the main road.

"MY MOMS GONNA FUCKING KILL ME," Sapnap screamed as he slammed his head into the back of the chair with a frustrated sigh.

Adrian comforted him but it was mostly no use.

"Well sap, we got £200 from it so I'd say it's worth it," George informed, turning backwards to look at him.

"I guess," He mumbled before pulling Adrian into an embrace.

The car ride went rather hastily seeing as they were going much over the speed limit. The street lights illuminated the road, guiding the group back to their places of residence.

But ten minutes later, only clay and George were left in the car. The two sat in a comfortable silence beside each other, their hands brushing ever so often.

Soon, the car came to a halt outside of the brunettes house, which was dimly lighted. Letting out a sigh, George undid his seatbelt and glanced over to the blonde who was already looking at him in a rather intense manner.

"When do we tell them then?" He inquired, his mouth turned downwards to a frown.

"As soon as possible hopefully," George smiled reassuringly, leaning over to hug the other male.

Clay abided and embraced his lover, inhaling his scent as he did so. Sadly, the brunette pulled backwards slightly, pecked the boys cheek and proceeded to open the car door.

"I'm taking you out tomorrow, just me and you," Clay announced abruptly, causing the other boy to laugh slightly.

"So you're taking me on a date?" George chuckled in a teasing way.

"S-shut up but yes,".

"see you then," The brunette smiled, taking one last look at the other male before exiting the vehicle for good this time.

The boy was smiling all the way up to the front door, which he stopped doing when the door was flung open and an angry looking man was revealed.

"Oh uh hi dad," George smiled, attempting to look innocent.

Rolling his eyes, his dad grabbed the boys arm and dragged him inside and towards the living room. He didn't even try protesting, he always froze in moments like these.

Once they were in the living room, the younger male was forced onto sitting on the sofa, while his father sat opposite him.

"Where have you been?".

"Uh a friends house?" He smiled, cocking his head to the side.

"George I can tell when you're lying," His dad sneered, glaring at the boy.

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"You'll be mad at me if i tell you,".

"Try me," He muttered, his face monotonous as usual.

"Uh as you know, me and my friends have been in a uh band I guess you could say for a while, and we have recently started performing?" George muttered, sounding incoherent.

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"That's brilliant George," His dad grinned, catching him off guard slightly.

"W-what?" He hesitated, glancing up to his ecstatic father.

"You could've just told me! I could've helped you to find people to perform for,".

"R-really?".

"Yes George, I know our relationship has never been amazing, but I care for you, I really do,".

"Wait can you still find us places to perform at?" The brunette inquired, raising a singular eyebrow at the older male.

"Definitely,".

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[ 1 hour skip ]

The male was lay in his bed by now, unable to sleep seeing as his mind was whirring. The main thing on his mind were lyrics. He couldn't stop thinking of more song ideas, even though he was so desperately exhausted.

Sighing, he sat upright in his bed, glancing around the dimly lit room. Leisurely, he stood up and walked towards his desk which was positioned practically the other side of the room. After a bit of searching through its contents, he pulled out a notebook and a pen that had his initials engraved in the side of it.

He flicked to the back of the notebook and clicked the pen so that the barrel of the pen poked out the top. After repeatedly clicking on his pen a few times, he scrawled the beginning of some lyrics on his paper.

[ A/N THE SONG IS ROMANCE IS BORING BY LOS CAMPESINOS!! ]

Darling,

I'm with St Bernard's and we're,
Scouring the Alps and the Andes,
And if they die then it is on my head,
They followed paw prints in the snow to my throne,
To my bed,

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Deciding he could finish writing some more lyrics for his work in progress, he clicked the pen shut and placed it and the notebook back onto the desk. As quiet as possible, he walked back to his bed, now completely fatigued.

It took him mere seconds to fall into a slumber.

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short chapter👍
my mental health has been a lot better recently, so expect more updates <3
also I have slightly changed my writing style :]

update: just looked through the notes to this book and I genuinely did not add ANY context to events in the future.