Hours had passed by, everyone had gotten bored of truth or dare after a ton of rounds and went downstairs besides George.
He genuinely didn't feel good but he didn't want others worrying for him so he stayed behind and told them he was going to edit videos.
Obviously it took a while for them to be convinced to leave George alone but they had finally said yes and went downstairs.
He laid on the bed, all feeling like shit.
He decided to sleep it off so he went under the covers, got comfortable and slowly drifted off to sleep.
*Hours later, sun was already down and it was dark outside*
Hours has passed by and Clay decided to go check on George, he was also getting tired and just wanted to be with his love.
He went up the cold stairs, feeling a brush of wind coming from a window in front of him.
He smiled and knocked on George's door.
He hadn't heard an answer and decided to go in. It was pitched black and cold so he flicked the light switch.
Chuckling quietly as he finds George sleeping peacefully on the bed, hugging a teddy bear.
Seeing the window opened, he realized nobody had come up to see him, feeling guilty but he knew George didn't want to be disturbed for whatever reason.
He went to close the open window and turned on his LEDs.
Going back to the light switch, he flicked it off and carefully slipped under the blankets.
George had slowly awoken and rubbed his eyes.
"Clay!" George whispers with a smile.
"Hey..." Clay smiled, pulling him close to his chest.
"Woah...why is it so cold..." George asks with a raspy voice.
"You left the window open...were you actually editing or going to sleep...?" Clay asks.
"Sleep" George yawns, wrapping his arms around Clay.
"Why didn't you want me to sleep with you...?" Clay says in a sad tone.
"I wanted you to go out and have fun, not always get stuck with me..." George muffles, burying his head into Clay's neck.
"I would've been more than happy to sleep with you...besides you're sick, darling, I need to stay with you" Clay sighs.
George doesn't respond and just goes back to sleep.
Clay sighs again with a smile, planting a kiss on the forehead then holding him tight, slowly closing his eyes.
(They really do kiss a lot😂)
*Middle Of The Night*
George had awoken after hearing some weird noises outside.
He looked around, seeing his blonde up against his neck, hands wrapped around him.
He then heard someone coming in.
His head immediately turns towards the door, though he saw Wilbur.
"Did I wake you...?" Wilbur asks quietly.
"No, it's alright, what's up?" George asks, carefully sitting up, moving Clay's hands.
"We were um, wondering if we uh could stay over...? Our parents are completely drunk and we um, can't find you're guest bedroom...we don't want to accidentally walk into a wrong room...and um, I think we're slightly all a bit drunk, not really though" Nick whispers, coming in.
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He's My Photographer | DNF FanFiction | Kylsxi
Roman d'amourClay Anderson who's a quarterback at Russell High School finds himself in a situation with George Davidson, the photographer of the school! What would happen next is quite extraordinary! See what happens in this book <3 I'm well aware if anyone has...