concrete - dreamnap

part 7 - it's not nothing

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(nobody's POV)

Clay woke up to Nick gently shaking him. "Hey! Wake up, sleepyhead. We're practicing our song now." He smiled.  "Mmmh. Do I have toooo?" Clay sighed, his face still in his pillow from falling asleep 4 hours ago. "I mean, kinda. We can't do much without our lead singer!" Nick laughed, sitting down on Clay's bed and playing with his hair. "Ehhh.. okay. I'll get up." Clay sighed, rolling over and getting up. "Alright, let's go!" Nick said happily, grabbing Clay's hand and taking him downstairs.

"Well look who the cat dragged in!" George laughed. "Surprising you're sleeping during the day, after you and-" Karl got cut off by George giving him a judgemental stare. "I mean- nothing." Karl mumbled, picking up his bass and playing a few chords. "Alright well, are we gonna just stand around here or actually practice?" Alex sighed, tapping his drumsticks together in annoyance. "Well shit Alex, Clay literally woke up two minutes ago. Not everyone's always awake as fuck twenty-four seven." George sighed. "Oh, shut up you fucking assh-" Alex said, standing up before being interrupted by Nick. "GUYS! Can we actually do something? I woke Clay up to actually play our song, not to have you guys bitch about each other. Now shut up and let's actually be productive for once." Nick yelled, annoyed, before picking up his guitar. "Alex, sit the fuck down." "Whatever." Alex sighed, sitting down. "Okay, let's do this. Everyone ready?" Clay said. "I guess so." Karl laughed, looking over at Alex, who had a childish pout plastered across his face. "Alright. One, two, one two three four!" Clay yelled, before everyone burst into song. (a/n: song is cult of dionysus and im bad at writing this shit so you can imagine it LOL song's linked above) 

After they finished their song, Nick was the first to speak."That was really good! Better than last time, to be honest." "Yeah! We did pretty good." Clay smiled, looking over at Nick. After a moment of silence, Alex spoke. "Anyone else waiting for them to kiss or.." "Oh my god YOU FUCKING BASTARD-" Nick yelled, lunging towards Alex. "NICK NO THERE'S SO MUCH SHIT HERE-" Clay yelled, grabbing Nick to stop him from breaking both Alex's bones and anything else around. "LET ME GO!" Nick said, flailing his arms, trying to escape Clay's clutch. Clay sighed. "As long as you don't try to punch Alex?" He smiled, speaking with a sudden soft voice. "Ugh, fine."  Nick sighed, his cheeks a rosy red. "Ooh someone's blushi-" Karl laughed before Clay glared  at him, his neon green eyes shining in the sunlight. 

"Aaalright, I guess we're done, aren't we?" George laughed awkwardly. "Definitely, isn't much longer before I beat the shit out of-" Nick said, but stopping when Clay put his hand on Nick's shoulder. "Yeah, we're done." Clay laughed, looking down at Nick. "Isn't too much longer before he beats the shit out of Alex." He smiled. Nick stared into Clay's eyes, like he could get lost in their vibrant green colour. "I- uh- yeah-" Nick stuttered, his face heating up. "Anyways. Let- let's just go." He mumbled. Clay laughed. "Yeah, let's go." He smiled, then picked up Nick and started walking. "LET ME GO YOU ASSHOLE-" Nick yelled, his arms as Clay walked up the stairs. "Jesus, the hours at the gym really helped. Clay literally plays football, and that's hard enough." George laughed, looking at Nick, who had an annoyed pout on his face. "HELP ME!" Nick mouthed to George, pointing down at Clay. George simply smiled, mouthing back "Nope. Your boyfriend, your problem!". Nick put up the middle finger as Clay walked into his room, and shut the door. 

"Put me down!" Nick said, annoyed. "Haha, sure. Just don't try to run downstairs and beat up Alex." Clay laughed, putting down Nick. "Why'd you pick me up anyways?" Nick asked, laying down on his bed. "Same reason. I knew you were still mad at Alex and if he said anything else, you'd literally lunge at him and punch him." He smiled, sitting down and facing Nick. "Well, yeah, but-" Nick got cut off by a notification from his phone. It was George.