my boy

Twelve

Friday - Clay's POV.

He got home that night and fell to the floor as soon as he entered the doorway. Crying loudly in annoyance and guilt. He couldn't keep ignoring George, He couldn't even manage to do it for a day! A DAY! He hated seeing George upset and it was even worse knowing he caused it.

He headed up to the bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror, Eyeing the huge scar on his face. A permanent reminder of the asshole who gave it to him. And it was exactly what he wanted, Andrew wanted Clay to be forever reminded of him anytime he looked in the mirror.

He stood in the shower and turned the water to a slight warm temperature. Standing there with his head hung and letting the water cover his vision. He felt like crap right now, He hadn't felt worse since George and him fought that night Clay lashed out. After regaining the energy to actually shower he finished up and went back downstairs and sat in the couch.

Patches seemed to notice his sadness and began bunting into Clays chin as she emitted soft purrs. In all honesty it did help to take his mind off it, Running his hand up and down her back getting a happy meow in return.

"Good girl Patches, I love you." Clay smiled at the feline.

His phone dinged as he noticed a message from Nick , Opening it to be met with disappointment.

Nick
Hey Bro? What's up
with you ignoring George
for? He messaged me and
he said it's been upsetting
him quite a lot.

Great. Just when Clay had been distracted from today he was reminded.

Clay
idk. please just dont
get involved, not rlly
in the mood to talk abt
it rn. sorry :(

He put the phone down and turned on the TV, Scrolling through YouTube to see endless fan videos about their out of the blue stream the other day.

It's like everywhere Clay looked there was a reminder of what he was choosing to ignore. He fell asleep on the couch beside Patches that night.

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(Timeskip) Saturday - Clay's POV.

Nick
yo clay I'm heading to the
party at 5, you want a ride?

Clay
sure, ty :)

Clay realised if he went to the party everyone would see his cut, But he decided not to let it bother him and chose what to wear to the party, A black hoodie and grey sweats. The usual, Clay didn't have much variety in taste when it came to fashion. He didn't do anything that day, Sitting at home on his phone scrolling through endless Tweets and TikToks.

He messaged Nick to pick him up and he walked outside, Met with a cool breeze as he sighed, Not the most enthusiastic to go to this party. He got into the car and Nick smiled, Clay noticed someone in the backseat, Turning to see the guy from the cafe.

"Clay this is Karl. We've gotten pretty close recently." Nick gestured to Karl.

"Hi Karl, I'm Clay, Nicks bestfriend." Clay smiled.

They drove to the party and hopped out of the car, Walking inside to be met with loud music and cheering. Karl and Nick walked off into the party together; Leaving Clay alone.

He turned to see Andrew and George making out in the corner of the room, Undeniably as jealous as it comes. He walked over to the drinks area and grabbed a red cup as he filled it up with whatever it was they were serving. He leaned against the counter and sighed, Maybe it'd be better if he left. There was zero point in him being here.

"Claaaaayyyyyy!!"

Clay turned to see Luke swaying from side to side as he walked towards him.

"Uh I think you've had a bit much to drink Luke." Clay backed away.

"NooOooOo?? Commeee hereEee~!!" He returned, Words slurring continuously.

Clay was suddenly being held by a firm hand on the back of his head, Gripping his hair as Luke began making out with him.

Clay tried to speak but only muffled words came. He didn't like the idea of kissing someone who was drunk, Not being in their right mind. Clay pulled away and spat.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Clay hissed in disgust.

"I waaaasnttt finisheedddd~!!" Luke frowned.

Clay walked off, Grabbing a few more cups to drink and before he knew it he was completely drunk.

Clay limped over to a black haired male signalling him from across the room, Grabbing each other around the waist and making out intensely. They moved to a chair nearby and Clay sat down, The smaller male wrapping his legs around him as he sat on his lap. They made out continuously for ages, Clay left hickeys all over the smallers body, Smiling widely as they continued making out in the chair.

Someone walked over and pulled the black haired male off Clay.

"Duddeeee!! What the fuuccckkkk~!! I waasssntt doooneeee!!" Clay hissed as he let his head swing to the left with a disappointed look.

"Dude you're completely drunk! And you literally were making out with someone you don't know on a chair! He was in your lap!" Nick frowned.

"Whatteevveerrrr!" Clay mocked Nick's face.

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George's POV.

George was having the best time with Andrew at the party, Until he got drunk and only wanted to make out.

"Georgieeee pleaseeee!!" Andrew cried.

George noticed someone familiar approaching them, It was Clay.

"Leaaaaveee him alone dick! Heeee's mineee~!!" Clay laughed.

Great, Two drunks.

"Oh realllyyy?? Then how iss it Clay that I alreaaadyy marrkeddd George!! He didnnnn't even have a clue whatt was going on!!" Andrew laughed.

"What does that mean?" George said surprised.

"Ohhh yaaahh! Didn't I telll you Georgieee? I neverrr liked you in the first place! I onlyyy pretended so I could make Clay jealousss!!" Andrew smirked.

"You're drunk Andrew, You aren't thinking straight." George returned trying to justify what he just heard.

"Telll him Clayyy! Tell him how you knew all along buuttt George woulddnttt listennn!" Andrew turned to Clay.

George felt his entire world fall apart. It all made sense. Clay had tried to warn George, But he was oblivious and didn't listen. Andrew never liked George, He only did it to make Clay jealous.

"Fuck you Andrew! Fuck you!" George ran off barely able to see straight from the many tears that filled his eyes. He couldn't believe he'd been so stupid to think it was true, It was too good to be true, And now George had to suffer the consequences of not listening.

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1103 Words.

A/N
Wrote two chapters in one sitting let's go!! Shit just got real in this chapter.