ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʀɪᴀɴɢʟᴇ

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Clays POV
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I put an arm around his shoulder pulling him in. Karl had a chance with him but he needs to talk and he can't talk to Karl the way he can with me..he's not close enough with him. But at this moment, the sides of our bodies bumping each other's as we walk. As my body heat warms him up, I enjoyed the mystery in him and maybe I shouldn't be doing this, I have a girlfriend. But then everything else will be tomorrow's problem.

As we continue to walk in silence we made it to a gas station. I pull away but still had a light grasp of his waist. Staring directly into his eyes. I knew his throat was tight, he wanted to cry but didn't. The sight of his fragile body and rather attractive face made me tingle slightly. Am I gay for him?

"So, what are you gonna do to kaley for pay back?"
He lets out a soft laugh to stop the tears
"I'm damaged as fuck, but I'll never hurt anyone the same way I've been hurt."

"Not even Kaley?"
He lets out a sigh "Not even kaley"

Those words, he makes me want to be good. How? How can he be so positive? Or strong? More and more I realise all he is, is good.

"Hey at least you have a nice...figure" I say cringing at my words. I pull him into a hug.
"Shut up, you're such a dork" he laughs out.

I needed to hear that laugh.
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