-Friday, April 6th 2021; 3:24 PM-
The brunet slowly walks up the concrete stairs leading to the porch of the taller's house with a duffel bag hanging off his arm. He knows he should move quicker due to the light rain but the short boy does not mind the wet.
Once the short brunet reaches the top of the many stairs he clicks the doorbell. He starts to bounce back and forth on his feet as he waits for the now amicable blond.
Within seconds the door is opened divulging a bright smiling tall boy. "Oh!" The blond says.
The shorter watches as Clay turns around and yells. "IT"S NOT THE PIZZA!" The taller turns back to George and chuckles.
"Sorry. We ordered pizza and thought you were it and they got all excited." The blond says rubbing the back of his neck.
The brunet just stays silent. "Soooo you wanna come in?" Clay drawls and the shorter nods. He walks into the astonishing scented house. It smelled of tea and something that George couldn't place.
The shorter turns around as a door closing was audible. "Everyone is in the living room and I was just steeping some tea for everyone. Would you like some?" Clay says.
George nods. "Some tea would be nice." The brunet says with a smile on his face. He kinda did like the house. It had a sense of calming to it dissimilar to his own house that always had a rotting smell and always had tension in it even when not a soul was inside.
The brunet lets himself slowly walk towards the banter. He takes in the environment around him. The main living room was filled with a nice grey L shaped couch. There was a nice coffee table with a few magazines and an empty cup sitting on it along with a remote.
The shorter sighs heavily as he walks into the family room where he just stares at the people's positions.
Karl and Nick, the boys who talked to him at school that day where sitting next to each other staring into one another's eyes as they yelled about god only knows what. The unfamiliar boy is sitting on the same couch as the other two but a considerable amount further away.
"Okay George I put your tea to steep." The tall blond announces walking into the room from the additional doorway.
The boy runs closer to George and takes the duffel bag off his arm. "I'll take this and put it up in my room." Clay says to the brunet with a toothy grin. He turns around and points at the trio on the sofa.
"You guys introduce yourselves!" The tallest says walking back out of the room now with George's duffel bag.
The short boy slowly walks over to the couch. "Hey I'm Alex and I think your British based off your name." He says quickly slightly overwhelming the brunet. Alex puts his hand out. George shakes the boys hand and nods.
"Wait wait no fucking way. I was right?!" Alex yells letting out a maniacal laugh. The brunet steps back slightly not enough to draw attention but a sufficient amount to get out of the way of the delirious flailing boy.
"Okay calm down now Alex." Nick says holding the boy still. This only seems to egg him on.
"Come on Alex your scaring George." Karl says. George can't help but feel marginally offended. "I was not scared." The brunet says.
"What is Alex going on about now?!" Clay yells. All the head turn to watch the tall male walk into the room.
"Ughhhh is the tea almost readyyyy?" Alex whines. The brunet can't help but make a faint face. How could he complain about anything when he was the guest?
"It's almost done idiot." Clay says.
The short boy get's even more confused. Was this something that all friends did? Tease each other and complain?
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RainFall (DNF)
FanfictionUpdates every two days. George and Clay barely knew each other until they met. Clay makes moves to try and be his friend but George is only interested in Clay for escapism from his mentally abusive father. This is really good if you like a long slow...