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69. headache

Besides the current situation of this story,....look at the chapter number tho.....

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George POV

Monday. Monday meant school, school meant Floris, Floris meant shit....
But I knew with Clay on my side everything would be fine.

"Ouh, sorry, I'm stupid. I forgot my backpack in the car, go ahead and see if Karl and Nick are already there", Clay said before quickly running back to the car. I walked on calmly and kept my eyes open for Karl, Nick and Alex, but couldn't see any of them, so I just went to the entrance and wanted to wait there. But halfway I met Floris. Great....

"Ouh, hello George", he fake smiled at me.
"Go away asshole", I said, pushing him to the side.
"Hey!", he quickly jumped back in front of me, "Watch your mouth."
"Or what?", I looked him deep into the eyes.
"Little man wants to be brave?", he scoffed, grabbing the top of my shirt and pulling me up.
"Let go", I looked at him angrily, trying to tear me away.

Then he walked away, still my shirt tightly grabbed in his hand.
"Hey!", I yelled at him when he pulled me behind the school into a corner.
"Answer", he stared at me, pressing me against the wall.
"Answer what?", I huffed still trying to get away what I as you can see couldn't.
"What about the little deal? You break up with him? Yes?", he looked me deep into the eyes with a completely psycho expression.
"No you motherfucker!", I yelled and finally could tore his hand away.

"I will never surrender to you!", I stared at him with clenched teeth.
"Wrong answer", he said quietly, looking extremely pissed before throwing a punch staright into my face. I rammed the wall, but decided not to let anyone else do anything to me, what they wanted to, so I stood up straight away and punched him in as well. When he slowly turned his head back to me and looked at me with an expression mixed with anger and surprise, I got ready for another punch.

"How pathetic", Floris scoffed and he took a swing. Quickly I bent down, but his punch didn't want to hit my face as I expected, he wanted to punch my stomach and so he hit my face now. My head was hit against the wall and gave me a terrible headache. Coughing, I let myself slide down the wall and looked up at Floris with weak eyes.

"You have enough? You agree now?", he leaned down to me with widened eyes.
"I will never break up with Clay", I pressed out what caused Floris to bent down and he punched me hardly into the stomach what made me cough again. However, I was so fed up with the guy that my body straightened up all by itself and I slapped him in the face one more time and he stumbled back a few meters.

"Fuck off and die!", I shouted in anger.
"Ah, I see", Floris slowly came back towards me with a smile, "You really want to mess with me, right?"
"What could you probably do? Do you think you can mess with Clay?", I scoffed, straightening up.
"Ouh, you want to hide behind your boyfriend? Pathetic", he laughed.
"If I get rid of you then, yes!", I said and quickly turned to run to Clay, but Floris was faster than me and grabbed me by arm to pull me to the ground.

"George", he leaned over me and looked me into the eyes while I rubbed my head from all the bumps, "You know, did you ever thought about killing someone?"
"Killing someone?", I shocked.
"I really would like to kill you George, you know that?", he smiled. God, this guy was a psychopath.
"What do you hope for from this?", I said, "Do you think Clay will love you when you kill me?"

"You have no idea what I'm capable of", he smirked at me.
"Ouh really? What are you capable of?! HUH?!", I quickly sat up.
"You will wish that you didn't do that step my dear", Floris looked at me angrily and stepped towards me. Before I could get up, his knee hit my neck and I passed out.

The next thing I could remember is Clay yelling my name over and over.
"George! Georgie! Wake up, please!"
Weakly I opened my eyes and felt the pain in my body and especially in my head. I felt the grass below me and saw several people above me. My vision was still a bit blurry, but when I gave my eyes a moment, I could finally see everything again.

A worried looking Clay looked down to me and held one of my hands tightly. I also could see Karl, Nick and Alex leaning on the other side, also looking worried. But then I saw someone else, Floris. He was standing in front of me and looked.....also worried? This motherfucker....

"George, oh my god, George!", Clay said released when he saw I was awake and immediately hugged me tightly.
"Clay", I tried to say, but swallowed heavily when I felt my throat hurting. I weakly wrapped my arms around him before he gave me a soft kiss onto the forehead.
"Thank god this Floris found you", I heard from Alex who was stroking my thigh.
"Excuse me?", I pressed out in pain, raising my eyebrows.
"Yes, Floris found you here", Clay smiled weakly and then turned around to him.

"Thanks man", he smiled at him and Floris just smiled back.
"No problem, even if you can't really see it, I like George and whoever did that to him is a horrible person and deserves punishment", he said determined.
"Oh my god, you are so.....", I said angrily, but my voice broke before I could end the sentence.
"He must have hit his head really hard and must be out of mind a bit now, be careful what he says, not everything might make sense", Floris said in a worried voice.
"How do you know that?", Nick said suspicious. Omg, thank you Nick!

"My dad is a doctor, I know about that well", Floris nodded smiling.
"Ouh", Nick said, still sounding a bit suspicious.
"Doesn't matter, the only important thing is that George is okay", Clay smiled weakly at me.
"But Clay", my voice came back more and more, "he- AH", I was interrupted by a headache attack.
"Let's get you home", Clay said seriously and picked me up into his arms.

When he had me in his arms he said goodbye to the others and then took me to the car. I looked back and glared at Floris. He just put his finger to his mouth and smirked. Was he dumb? Was he really thinking that I wouldn't tell Clay? Or shouldn't I have messed with him after all?

My headache got worse and worse and I thought I just could tell Clay later and leaned my head against his shoulder, closing my eyes.

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