I didn't know

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Clay POV
The next morning I woke up at around 10am. George was still asleep, clinging on to me. I softly kissed his hair and found myself staring at his face again. He is so pretty when he's asleep. I decided against waking him up and to go downstairs and make him some breakfast instead.

I slowly got up, careful not to wake the sleeping brunette and made my way downstairs.
When I walked into the kitchen I saw the Glas of water still standing by the sink and a small grin made its way onto my face.

I choose to make simple pancakes and cut up some fruit to eat with it.
I was still standing by the stove concentrating on the pancakes to make sure they turned out perfectly when I felt someone's arms loosely wrap around my waist and a body lean into me.
I got kind off surprised by the sudden contact but as soon as I knew whose arm those were my heart fluttered because of George seeking contact with me.

I turned around to see a very sleepy George standing in front of me, pouting because I turned around. His hair was messy and for some reason the messy hair made him look even prettier.

'Good Morning Georgie' I said and smiled down at him. He stumbled forward into a hug again and mumbled a small "Morning" cute.
'Clingy much huh?' I said grinning. 'What are you making?' he asked, ignoring my question.
'Pancakes with some fruit. Gotta eat something before we leave don't we?' He looked onto the counter and stole a strawberry from the bowl.

'Is it okay if I take a quick shower. I feel messy. And I probably look messy as well' he said breaking our hug to which I actually felt kinda disappointed. 'Sure go ahead. And you look beautiful, remember?' I said to which he just scoffed and smiled. 'I'll be as fast as possible'

After about 15 minutes I was finished with the pancakes and George has finished showering.
We ate our breakfast while George kept asking me about where we were going but I told him he'll see when were there.

After we finished breakfast we both went upstairs and got dressed for the day. Since it was pretty good weather today I decided on wearing a pair of blue baggyish jeans and a light grey sweatshirt. I also put on some jewelry.

George wore his new black baggy jeans and a light pink sweatshirt. Light pink really suited him I've gotta admit.

We went downstairs, put on our shoes, went outside and got in the car. I connected my phone and George got to choose which playlist we were going to listen to.

The drive to the surprise took about 3 hours and of course George fell asleep halfway through the drive while I softly sang and hummed along the songs that played through the speaker of the car.

Whenever there was a red traffic light I looked over at the peacefully sleeping brunette on my passenger seat. He was a really pretty sleeper. The way his brown curlyish hair slightly fell over his eyes and barely covered his beautiful full lashes.
His soft looking lips were colored in a light pink tone and they shimmered because of the lip balm he applied right before we left.

George was beautiful. And to be honest, it hurts that he doesn't see it. I know that he isn't really confident in his looks. That's why I try to tell him that he's beautiful as often as I can.

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When we finally arrived at the surprise location, I disconnected my phone from my car, turned off the car and woke up George.

George POV
I felt myself getting shook lightly but I didn't think much of it. 'Georgieee' I heard a soft voice saying my name. I knew whose voice that was and when I got shook again I realized that it was Clay trying to wake me up.

I slowly opened my eyes to be met with Clays gorgeous eyes. When I opened my eyes completely a - in my opinion- cute smile formed it's way in Clays face showing his perfectly white teeth.

Over the last few days I noticed more and more how good looking Clay actually is.
His dirty blonde wavy hair looks perfect at all times. No matter if he just woke up or If he styled it. His facial features and his sharp jawline as almost as pretty as his veiny hands. And of course not to forget that Clays body is really and I mean really athletic and muscular.
Not in a way where it is to much but just in the perfect way.
And his smile seemed to light up the whole room no matter in which situation.

Anyways.
I snapped back to reality and sat up on my seat. Like I mean we're at my surprise!
I looked outside of the window and gasped, turning back to Clay who looked at me enthusiastically. 'Disney Land?! Oh my god. I always dreamed of going here. Thank you so much Clay!' I said genuinely happy and got out of the car with Clay following behind.

When he was out of the car and locked it I hugged him thanking him again. I took his hand out of excitement and led him towards the entrance.

I was so excited of spending the day at Disney together with Clay. He definitely wasn't lying about the "we have to enjoy our holidays" part.

After Clay insisted on paying again we went inside. Disneyland was beautiful. It was even better than I imagined it when I was younger.

Me and my sister used to beg my parents for taking us to Disney but they always found a reason that we can't go there. We even told our parents that we didn't want anything for Christmas and for our birthday if we could go to Disney but they kept on refusing so we gave up eventually.

And let's just say today was probably one of the best days I've ever had since a really really long time. Me and Clay went from rollercoaster to rollercoaster, ate food and looked at the many attractions. We enjoyed our time a lot and the time at Disney felt so magical. It felt like I was a young again.
I felt happy.

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When I sat down in the car again I was still happy. I realized how lucky i was that I found someone like Clay. That someone cares about me. That Clay cares about me. I've never really experienced the feeling of having a friend and even though I love having Clay as my friend there is always something that wants more.

I want to be held in my sleep. I want to be in someone's warm embrace while laying in bed just enjoying the moment. I want someone to love me. Someone that i can hold hands with, someone I can be happy with, someone I can be me with, someone that I can kiss and love back.

And there is always that spark In me that wants the certain "someone" to be Clay.
Clay is the only person i feel safe with. He makes me happy. I can be myself around Clay. And all the thoughts about me wanting someone to love me and someone that I love always find their way to Clay.
Clay.
Clay.
Clay.
He alway finds his way into my head. No matter what. I want him to love me. I want him to be the person i can cuddle with, lay in his arms and feel safe. And the fact that Clay is my first real friend and also the person I'm falling for doesn't make things easier.

The way he tells me that I'm beautiful. The way his hand rests on my thigh as if it was made for it. The way our hands fit together perfectly. The way his eyes light up whenever he is excited or happy. The way his hugs make me feel warm and comfortable no matter what. The way he genuinely cares for me and assured me that he's there for me no matter what.
I've never felt something like that with another person. Something in me tells me that Clay is different.

I don't know what to do. I want him to be mine. I want to be his. But I don't want to risk this friendship. He means so much to me. I can't afford loosing him over some feelings.

They will fade eventually, right?

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A/N
Hello!
I don't know anything about Disney btw so please don't be mean *_*
Take care of yourself !
Juliee