Mask - Dream x Y/N

2.) Mortified

Y/N

I woke up in my bed tucked into my comfortable blanket when I tried to roll over to grab my phone, all I felt were arms around my torso. I felt a strong, warm chest on my back, were we spooning? I was wearing his t-shirt. As I wiggled my hand out I grabbed my phone checking the time, still cuddling with Clay, it read 7AM.

Just then, I remembered the entire ordeal that happened yesterday. I opened Twitter to memes, and drama. I simply closed my eyes and turned around into his chest, only to see his bright green eyes staring back at me.

Dream

She was so beautiful. She didn't know I was awake staring at her scroll her phone. I was so blinded by the way her eyes looked at me, the way her hips felt in my hands the way her- She turned around.

"Morning gorgeous," Gone was that playful smile, replaced by a look of anxiety.

"What happens next?" She asked, a tear falling down her cheek onto the pillow. I felt terrible, she had a full ride scholarship to her dream school. If the school found out that was her, she'd be too controversial to have in class.

I caressed a piece of hair behind her ear, "I'll make it right I'll go on stream and give them something to get their brains off of it," I said. They had no confirmation it was her, they have not seen either of our faces.

I watched as her eyes turned from puffy to sleepy as I just stroked her cheek whispering little compliments into her ear. I would do anything for her.

Y/N

As I woke up again Clay was no longer next to me, I got up moving the soft blanket out of the way changing into one of Clay's shirts and a nice short pair of shorts. I walked down the stairs of the small town home in Florida to see a very tired Clay sitting at the kitchen counter. He had dark bags under his eyes, his beautiful hair tangled and slightly oily, but god the first thing I noticed was him sitting there with his beautiful torso on display because he was only wearing grey sweatpants.

"What time is it?" I asked walking over to him, laying my forehead against his shoulder.

"6 AM, I've been trying to get my lawyers to get all the videos on Twitter down I'm so sorry." He said not making eye contact.

"It's okay it'll work itself out." I said, hoping I would cheer him up but all I saw was a very upset Clay. Before I could walk away he grabbed my hand kissing my palm before letting me go to get food from the fridge.