ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʀɪᴀɴɢʟᴇ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ 𝟸𝟷

"seriously, what is wrong with you?!" I heard clay tell from behind followed by a door slamming shut. His footsteps getting louder as I plonk myself in the curb. A tight feeling fills up my throat, my hands shaking. I slowly threw my head back stopping the tears.

"George?" I look over my shoulder to see Karl standing there lost in his mind on what to say. I look back out at the deserted road slowly losing hope. I soon felt a body drop beside me.

"I'm so sorry" Karl let out in a shaky voice
"Don't be" I reply
"No, George it's not right"
"Of course it's not right Karl! It fucking sucks! You know we may have things in common but you will never understand what it feels like to be looked down on."

Karl finally had a chance to open up and he took it.
"I know. I know that feeling.. and it's worse when it's coming from your own parents.."
I felt my throat fence up more, my lips parted as I glared at him.
"I'm sorry."
"don't be" Karl let's out with a huff getting closer.
I could see it in his eyes, he wanted to make a move but the truth is I didn't want that..this with him. I pulled him into a hug knowing someone had him on their mind. He pulls me into his chest more in reassurance.
"Maybe it's just me..maybe I'm the problem" I let out letting my body sink into the hug.

"It's not you" a voice called out before Karl could respond. I pull away to lover over my shoulder.

Maybe it was just him, seeing him, but my throat got tighter. For Karl it felt like it was going away and I forgot about it. But looking at clay..I felt like..I could run into his arms and cry. A word couldn't come out of my mouth...you know that moment when you have to take a deep breath before speaking? You know that's when you're so close to crying, we'll that was me at that moment.

"There's nothing wrong with you" clay reassured reaching his hand out. I grab it and he immediately tightens the grip pulling me into his chest. I felt a tear trickle down my warm cheek. He pulls away, his hands remain on my arms until he slowly lifts his hand to wipe away the tear.

"Let's go on a walk" he lets out in a deeper voice

I look over to Karl and smiled softly.
"Thank you." I nodded before wondering off with the one and only clay.

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Ok I can admit, writing about Karl and George is odd but I promise that won't last😏