-- 𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗽𝗼𝘃 --
Clay had informed us all when we woke up that he had an interview this morning, and he needed a quiet house. I decided to take Nick and George shopping, as it was really the only thing I could think of that could keep us occupied for a few hours. I tried to gather some information about the interview, but they didn't seem to know much about it either. I knew I didn't have a reason to be suspicious, but something about it seemed a little fishy to me. I didn't know what else he could be getting up to, but it really didn't seem like he was doing what he claimed he was doing.
It was taking a little longer than I had been expecting too, but I also didn't know how long those types of things even lasted anyway. The boys had been dragging me around the outdoor shopping center for hours at this point, and I was getting hungry. As they poked through some random store, I felt my phone buzz.
clay-
guess what
i called lyla earlier because nick won't stop talking about her
i invited her to come clubbing with us
i'm going to tell nick to dm her
meredith-
wait why didn't you text in the groupchat, i wanted to see :/
should i do it right now so it seems less sus to him
i feel like it makes more sense if i tell him bc she's my girl
i'll just say i know you have a thing for lyla, hit her up?
clay-
perfect
i'm almost done with the interview, you can come back soon
what are you guys doing
meredith-
we're shopping but i think we're about to head back
we're like twenty-five mins away though so it might be a while
miss you
also... i'm fucking starving, can we eat like asap when we get back
clay-
miss you too midge
see you soon
and yes lol
Clay saying he missed me too made me more excited than I'd like to admit. I knew it didn't mean anything at all, but it was still giving me little butterflies. In an effort to distract myself, I turned my attention back to setting Nick and Lyla up. If I couldn't have the love I wanted, then I wanted at least someone to have it.
"Hey, Nick," I called out, gaining his attention from a few clothing racks away. "Come over here for a second, I need to talk to you about something really important."
He raised an eyebrow and shuffled over to me. "What's up?" He kept his voice low like he thought I was about to tell him some big secret.
"I know you're into Lyla," I smirked. "You should DM her."

YOU ARE READING
𝘽𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙈𝙚 || dream x oc
أدب الهواة"𝗞𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲, 𝗜'𝗱 𝗿𝗶𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂," 𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗱, 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲. "...