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46. stupid

George POV

When I woke up, the thought immediately popped into my head that I would have to wear the skirt today. I made up my mind not to say anything, hoping Clay would forget it.
"Good morning", Clay yawned with his arm still around me. In fact, we hadn't changed our position a bit since we fell asleep. We were both lying down towards each other, I was lying with my head on Clay's arm and cuddled into his chest. Clay's other arm was around my waist and his head was on mine.

"Hey", I smiled up to him.
He smiled back and took my chin.
"You're so cute"
I lifted my head up and gave him a quick kiss onto the lips. Of course Clay had to extend and continue the kiss. He kissed me passionately while his hand held my cheek. We were in such a comfortable position that I didn't want to get up at all.

"Let's get up", Clay pulled away.
"No, wait...2 more minutes...", I grabbed his neck.
"Uh, you beg for more? You? Not me, you?", Clay giggled.
I didn't say anything else and pressed our lips gently against each other. Clay ran his hand down from my back to my hip and stroked it in small circles.
"Don't forget your skirt today", he smirked. Fuck.
"Nohoooo", I pulled away and sat up.

With a laugh Clay got up and walked over to his wardrobe. When he wanted to take off his hoodie and noticed that I looked at him, he giggled "You wanna change too? You know, you have your own room with you own clothes. Or do you just want to keep staring at me?"
I nodded my head childishly in large movements. Then he took of his hoodie so I could see his bare muscular chest.

He walked towards me and leaned down with a smile. I looked from his abs slowly up to his face with an innocent expression. He tilted his head before giving me a kiss on my forehead. Then he walked back to the wardrobe and searched for something to put on.
"Come on, get up and get ready for school. Take a shower..-" I interrupted him after he said that.
"Could we shower together?"
He looked at me with widened eyes.
"You're really bold when you're tired, you know that?", he laughed.
"Why not? You don't want to?", I tilted my head, still expressionless. I just wanted to provoke him because of the skirt thing.

"George", he breathed heavily. I think he couldn't believe what I just said there.
"L-let's go to school, alright?", he distracted.
Then I got up and walked out of the room to mine. I could feel his stare on my back. I took some clothes and took them to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and then took a shower. Then I put on my hoodie and jeans and left the bathroom of which Clay waited behind the door, leaning against the wall.

"Ah, wait, stop!", he grabbed my arm when I wanted to go into my room to put the old clothes on my bed.
"Skirt!", he said.
"Okay, fine", I said annoyed and yanked me from his grip. Clay had hung the skirt on the chair in my room. I took it and swapped it for jeans while I heard Clay take a shower.

I thought for a moment whether I should go in if the door wasn't locked, but then I remembered that I had just said that for fun and of course I hadn't meant it seriously. So I went down and lay on the couch. After about ten minutes Clay came downstairs into the kitchen. I heard him doing something and then coming into the living room to me.

He had two toasts with jam in his hands, one of which he was about to eat. He reached me the other one and I took it.
"Gosh, I'm so happy we did that", he said, looking to the skirt before sitting down next to me. When we ate our toasts, Clay stood up and said "Let's go. If we get there a little earlier, we can meet with Nick and Karl."

He went upstairs and came down with our backpacks.
We were just leaving the house when I noticed that Clay wasn't wearing my shirt.
"Hey, I wear the skirt, you wear the shirt!", I said, grabbing his arm. (poem lmao)
"Yeah, I wear it", I pulled up his hoodie. He was wearing the shirt underneath the hoodie.
"No, that's cheating!"
"Why is that cheating?", he pulled the hoodie back down, "The deal was I have to wear it and I'm wearing it."
He grinned at me.
I couldn't say anything, he was right tho, but it made me so pissed.

"Come on, let's go", he grabbed my hand and pulled me with him to the car. We drove to school and said nothing on the way. The only interaction that had taken place was Clay rubbing his hand on my thigh, which was bare because of the skirt. Apparently he hadn't considered that before, because when he touched my cold skin, he turned red and took his hand away again.

"George, OH MY GOD!", Karl ran towards me when we go out of the car, "That looks absolutely amazing!"
"Thank you,...I'd say", I said.
"Clay, that was an excellent idea", Nick joined us.
"I know", Clay laughed when he saw my pissed glance.

"Ouh god, what happened now?!", one guy from CG yelled over to us.
Clay put his arm around me and walked into the building with me very close to his side without giving these guys a look.
"Looks like you already fucked! How was he? Was it better than your last hundred sluts?!", one of them yelled behind us. That was when Clay stopped and slowly looked at the guy. He had the look of death in his eyes that he had when he was able to kill someone.

He turned completely around to him, let go of me and walked slowly towards him.
"Clay, stop", I grabbed his hand, "It's not worth it. Ignore that idiot."
He looked at me expressionless for a while, but then went back to me and gave me a tight hug.
"You will never know!", Clay yelled and raised his middle finger at the guy.

Then we got rid of them and sat in class. We still had 15 minutes until class started and there were only four of us in the room. Nick had an idea because he's Nick.
"Let's make out until the other guys come. C'mon!"
Karl giggled because he thought it was a joke, but when he saw the excitement in Nicks eyes, he stopped.
"I'd be fine with that", Clay eventually said while coming closer to me, lifting me up and sitting me onto the table. Then he pressed his lips to mine and ran his hands down my waist.

It was so stupid, but I liked the feeling, so I didn't stop him. When we stopped for a moment, I looked over and saw Karl and Nick doing the same thing we were doing, which made me laugh a little.
It was really so fucking stupid, but we continued until we heard voices.
When the first people entered the room we were already sitting at our seats and looked at each other smiling.

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