15. the confession

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George POV

"I'd have a question", I asked.
"Go on"
"Sooooo....", I began, "Everyone knows that you were in a lot of relationships, right? And, I would like to know if any of them was....real? Like who did you actually love and who was just, I don't know, playing or something?" I was so nervous that I said something wrong and he'd get annoyed of my curiosity.
"Okay, first of all, calm. It's okay to ask such questions. No need to be afraid or whatever" He smiled at me gently.

Was that so much seen in me?
His expression changed and he looked kind of embarrassed to the floor.
"You know", he said quietly, "None of them was...real love." Ouh.
He began to play with his hands nervously.
"Actually,...I don't like girls that much."
I gave him a confused glance.
"That means...what?"

"George....", he said relaxed and softly, "do you remember that time on the roof when I saved you from jumping?" I nodded slowly.
"That actually wasn't when everything began", he continued.
"What do mean, everything?", I asked, even more confused.
He turned to me and looked me deep in the eyes. I could see kindness but also fear in his.
"A few weeks before that day some things started to...change", he paused a lot, like he was really unsure.

"At some point I began to see you with different eyes. I think I just didn't want to believe what was happening and I suppressed it through the brawls. But when you stood up there, I...", he squeezed his eyes shut and took a deep breath, "there was no way I could lose you."
"Lose me?", I asked leaning back in an afraid tone.
"George,...", he said again while leaning towards me what caused me leaning back more.

"George, I...", he looked away, blushing, swallowed and then looked back to me. I know there was actually no reason for that, but I was so afraid of what was going to happen.

"I'm feeling something for you I guess...", he said quietly.
Huh?! What?! I had no idea what to do. I looked shocked at him while my hands pushed me back further and further to increase the distance between Clay and me. I couldn't see any expression in his face, only a bit worry. I couldn't handle this. My ex-bully just told me that he has feelings for me? What feelings? Those feelings? No way...

"Wh- what do you mean?", I asked quietly while looking away. I could feel my cheeks becoming red, for whatever reason. Clay looked down. He was almost leaning over me. Then he went back and sat straight.

"I like you... I like you, I guess" Liked me? Like, like liked me?
He turned his head to me.
"I'm sorry, just... nevermind....", he said before looking away again. My position was still the same.
I- I kinda liked him too tho, I mean, he was handsome, currently really kind, he was strong, clever, interesting, sent. I really started to like him, but...
I didn't say anything. I just sat there, looking at him, still with shocked expression. When I realized my face, I changed to an expressionless.

He looked to me again.
"Fuck", he said, closing his eyes, "Forget it!" He stood up and walked out of the house, closing the door behind him. Despite everything, he went out quite normally and calmly. As if he knew full well that I wasn't going to stop him anyway.
I still hadn't changed my position. What had happened?

I thought I liked him too. I thought. Why didn't I say anything? That was so awkward.
"Just nevermind", I whispered to myself, "it's gonna be fine."

Next day, I went to school in a good mood. What would I do when I see Clay? Would it be awkward or chill? What would he do?
When I arrived there, I could see him and his group standing at the entrance talking. Also Will was there. Why was Will there? I thought Clay didn't want him in his group anymore? Well, will have its reasons. When I walked past them and smiled at Clay, he ignored me. Everyone of the group did. Only this one guy that seems to be so close to Clay,...Nick was it I think, looked at me with a pitying look. What?

Lesson started. Clay entered the room. I waved at him but he kept ignoring me. Fuck. Was that because of yesterday? Before the teacher came, I tried to talk to him.
"Clay, look", I turned around and began talking, "I'm sorry because of yesterday, it's just-" He cut me off.
"Just forget about it. Shut up, get it!", he said in a loud, annoyed tone. Ouch.
I just turned around again. I just tried to come to terms with it, one way or another this thing between us shouldn't have come about.

Class went quite okay. One time, the guy of Clays group which was sitting in the back a few seats away from Clay, whose name I did not know, started to throw paper balls at me. All I could do was sending him glances to stop, but they didn't do anything to him at all. Clay didn't do anything either. Now and then he even laughed. That's when everything started again.

When school was over, I came out of the building and just wanted to walk home, but then heard a "George!" behind me. It was one guy from Clays crew. He was running towards me. I stopped because he honestly looked like he had nice intentions.

"Hey", he said with an exited smile.
"He- hey", I laughed nervously.
"Do you have something important to do?", he asked.
"Uhm, no, actually I don't. Why are you asking?", I answered. I noticed that I had become much more confidant. Before, I would have been scared to death and never even thought of answering him.

"Good", he eventually said and grabbed me by my wrist. He pulled me with him, running behind the school.
"What's your plan? What are we doing here?", I asked confused.
"Ouh, you know", he said laughing before kicking me into the stomach with his knee. I coughed. God, that hurt.
"So, Georgie~", he said with a weird voice before throwing a punch into my face. I fell to the ground and looked around to see if I could find something or someone that could help me.

"Alright", I heard another voice saying what caused me to look in the direction where it came from.
Clay and the rest of the group came around a corner, all smirking, even Clay. "Woo, I missed that", one of them with the voice from before said. Then they all started walking towards me.

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