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87. suits

George POV

Floris was no longer there and it looked like he was expelled from school. We didn't hear anything from him either.
"Hello George?", I was torn from my thoughts when Clay waved at me.
"Huh? What?", I shook my head quickly, then focused on him.
"Which suit should I wear? This one or rather this here?", he asked with two suits on hangers in his hands. One was plain black and white with a bow tie and the other had a slight green cast with a tie.

"The black one with the bow tie. I think it would suit you good", I pointed at the suit I chose.
"Okay", he said, leaving my room again.
"Hey, wait a second!", I called after him when everything popped up in my mind before running after him to his room where he wanted to put it on, "If you want to dress up like that, what should I wear? I don't have a suit."

"You don't have to wear one, you look good in normal clothes too. Don't worry about it, I just saw it as an opportunity to get mine out", he smiled at me before pulling his shirt over the head.
"Okay, if you say so", I slowly walked to the door to leave his room again and see what I had.
"Hey, don't go crazy about your clothes. It's still Nick and Karl, you know that", Clay said before I could enter the door frame.

Today we had a double date with Nick and Karl. It was Friday after school and the table was reserved in 2 hours. It was a very expensive and fancy restaurant, and Clay financed it for us. I couldn't even afford that if I saved 10 years.
"But isn't it more elegant when I wear something fancier?", I looked at him.
"That doesn't matter Georgie, wear what makes you feel comfortable. They won't kick us out because someone isn't wearing a suit", Clay giggled.

"Okay", I smiled weakly at him before leaving the room and walking over to mine. I scoured my closet and ended up wearing black jeans, a white shirt and a blue sweatshirt jacket. When Clay was in the bathroom to freshen up, I crept over to him, took one of his perfumes and sprayed myself lightly with it.
"Hey, when we leave in about 15 minutes, we can pick up Nick and Karl, and with the 30 minutes drive, we would arrive ther-....", Clay came out of the bathroom but fell silent when he looked at me, standing in his room, smiling at him.

"You look good George", he smirked.
"Not as good as you, love", I licked my lips, looking him up and down in his suit. He swallowed with a slight blush on the cheeks.
"Wait...", he eventually said, coming closer. He made a confused face as he sniffed the air, "...Wait, is that my perfume?" He gave me a smile with raised eyebrows.
"Yeah", I smirked, slowly walking towards him, "You like it?"

"Mmhh, I love it", he slightly bit his bottom lip with a smirk, also coming towards me. Then he grabbed my waist and lifted me up on his lap in his arms and I put my arms on his shoulders and put my hands together behind his head. Then Clay walked slowly forward until I bumped my back softly against the wall and then he pressed his lips gently on mine.

"Clay, didn't you want to pick Karl and Nick up? In what, 15 minutes?", I giggled after pulling away.
"Well, 15 minutes can be a lot of time", he smirked before kissing me again.
"A lot for what?", I raised my eyebrows, again pulling away.
"Well, not sex, but....", he whispered before biting his lip again and slowly running his hand under my shirt.
"Clay", I giggled.

Then he came closer with his head to me and went with his lips to my neck. I leaned my head to one side and let him pamper me.
"Mmmh", I enjoyed the feeling while grabbing the back of his hair. Then he ran his lips gently up my jawline to my lips and took his hand back out from under my shirt.
"You can have more tonight if you want to", he eventually smirked at my lips.
"We'll see", I grinned provoking.
"Hmm, yes, we'll see....", he licked his lips, "And we both know how it will go."

After another short passionate kiss, he let me down and we went downstairs to the front door. We left the house and got in the car to get the other two. We drove to Nick, who also came out the door in a stylish black suit. After a quick greeting, he sat in the back seat and we drove on to see Karl.
"Ouh, suits, nice", Karl smiled, when he left his house, who also just wore some jeans and a shirt with jacket.

"They look fancy, don't they?", I giggled when he got into the car right next to Nick who gave him a hello kiss.
"Absolutely", he smiled broadly. Then we drove on to the restaurant. As said, we drove about half an hour and we listened to random music the entire ride. Nick and Karl snuggled together on the backseat and the whole time I just looked out the window and dreamed.

Suddenly a song came on the radio that Clay began to sing along to.
"Sometimes all I think about is you~", he sang, "Late nights in the middle of ju~ne...."
I started bobbing my head to it with a smile and enjoyed his singing.
"....Heatwaves been fakin' me out, can't make you happier now~", he continued.

"You like that song?", I giggled.
"Yes", he smiled awkwardly.
Then the stanzas came and Clay knew almost the whole song by heart. Then the chorus came back and I tried to remember what it was before and sang the chorus with him.
"Sometimes all I think about is youu~, late nights in the middle of ju~~ne, heatwaves been fakin' me out, can't make you happier now~~", we sang along, but then the stanzas came back and I stopped.

"We arrived", Clay smiled after 10 more minutes when the car entered a huge gate in front of a beautiful building.

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~1.055 words~

Sometimes all I think about is youuuu~~~~