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67. provoking

George POV

"What did he want?", Clay came upstairs when Floris was gone. I was currently looking down to the floor pressed against the wall on my bed. I slowly looked up to him.
"What did he tell you?", I asked quietly.
"Uhm, that you'd have something from him and he wanted to get it", Clay said, walking to me and sitting next to me.
"George, what happened? You look...terrified...", Clay looked at me worried and wrapped his arm around my shoulders.
"Clay....", I slowly looked up to him. We looked each other intently in the eyes for a while until I made up my mind.

"Yes, apparently he accidentally put his shirt in my bag instead of his and has now got it back", I said calmly, looking back down.
"George, are you fine? Please tell me the truth", Clay gently rubbed my back. I thought about telling him. The thing was, whatever he meant what would happen then, I didn't want to risk it. After all, I didn't know what this guy was capable of. And besides, I thought maybe it would all settle down and be fine again. I didn't want Clay to be involved. Now was my time to protect him. I couldn't always hide behind him!

I sat up straight before standing up and smiling at Clay.
"It's fine. Everything's okay", I tilted my head slightly.
"George, you know you can tell me if something's wrong, right?", Clay stood up too and came close to me, taking my hands.
"I know", I smiled weakly and rested my head against his chest. He ran his hand through my hair.

-Time skip-

Clay POV

"Clay, I don't get that", George leaned over to me when the teacher explained something. I rolled my eyes with a smile and tried to explain it in my own way, however, George looked at me even more confused afterwards.
"Okay", I quietly laughed and tried to explain it in another way.
"Mr. Davidson, Mr. Frey, what's so important?", the teacher turned to us and the eyes of the whole class fell to us.

"Uh, I- I'm just explaining something to George. He doesn't understand it", Clay pressed his lips together.
"Mr. Davidson, what don't you understand?", the teacher leaned against the table and looked at George with curious eyes and raised eyebrows.
"Euh, I don't know, the whole system, why do we need to do that? And why is that so?", George pointed at the blackboard.
"George, that's what you already have learned like a year ago", the teacher looked at George with a disgusting glance.

George swallowed and I could feel him slightly panicking.
"It's fine miss, I'll manage it, you don't have to explain it again", I waved at her.
"No Mr. Frey, it's not your job to do that. You're an excellent student and when George has problems to understand such easy things, then it's his problem. He's learning for himself, not for us", the teacher said and turned back around to the blackboard.

"Don't you dare talk to George like that!", I stood up and yelled. That was the most disrespectful way she could have said something about him.
"Mr. Frey, don't bring yourself in trouble!", the teacher pointed at me warning.
"If you please would be so nice and let me explain it to George, then no one will get in trouble, promise", I said with raised tone.

The teacher and I stared at each other for a while until she finally gave in.
"Okay, fine, do whatever you want, but if you miss something, it's not my fault", she turned around again.
"Thank you", George leaned over to me and whispered.
"Nothing to thank for. This cow is disgusting", I whispered, "Now, let me try to explain it in another way...."

When school finally was over, George clung to me and didn't want to let go.
"Georgie", I laughed, "What's up?"
"Nothing, I just love you", he said quietly, looking somewhere. I wrapped my arm around him and tried to see where he was looking. Then I noticed him and Floris were staring at each other.
"Ouh, I understand", I smirked. I waved briefly to Floris. He waved back with a big smile. I turned George to face me, bent down and pressed my lips against his. You didn't have to ask George twice, he returned the kiss immediately and wrapped his arms around my neck.

I opened one of my eyes slightly and looked over at Floris. He looked so pissed what made me smile a bit. I knew that he had a crush on me or whatever and that George really didn't like that, so I thought it would be funny to provoke him a bit and I was sure George liked that too.

When we pulled away and I looked up, Floris was gone.
"Wow", George giggled, looking away.
"Hey George", I leaned down to him again.
"What?", he smiled, leaning slightly back and putting his hands onto my chest.
"You know, you still owe me that second round", I raised one eyebrow and tried to look dirty at him.
He giggled cutely before running his hands down my arms that hands were holding his waist.

"Do I?", he smirked.
"Well....", I tilted my head, slowly running my hands down to his butt.
"Okay, not here horny dog", George said, tearing himself out of the embrace and walking away.
"Stop calling me that!", I yelled before running after him.
George started running away from me and I chased him. We both laughed a lot until we eventually got to the car.

George leaned against the red Lamborghini and smirked at me again. When I got to him, I stood right in front of him and put one hand on the car. I was just about to kiss him again and my other hand ran down his waist when we heard "Eww, gross, get a room!" yelled from Alex who passed us what made both of us laugh.

"Alright, let's go home. We have weekend....means time", I smirked.
"You're such an idiot", George rolled his eyes, smiling before pushing me away from him and walking to the passenger door.

"Please be careful with this Floris", I heard from George out of nowhere on the drive home.
"What? What do you mean?", I asked confused.
"Just be, okay? I have a bad feeling....", George looked out of the window.
"Of course, he can't compare to you", I smiled, looking back to the road.
I could see George smiling in the corner of my eye and felt his hand resting on my thigh.

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