George is in his locker trying to shove his backpack into the tiny space. He always had a hard time with this.
A hand slams it closed. The brunet looks up to see the tall dirty blond looking down.
"We need to talk." Clay says in a stern tone. His voice only reminds the smaller of what he said.
No wonder he has no friends.
I hate him so much right now it's not even funny
The words echo through his head. The brunet looks the other way and doesn't respond trotting to his next class.
"Hey George! We need to talk." Clay says putting his hand on the smaller's shoulder.
No we don't The brunet wants to yell back but he doesn't. He couldn't even look at the taller without bursting into tears let alone say a word to him.
Suddenly Clay runs and jumps in front of the smaller and he quickly places his lips on the other. The thing that the dirty blond had wanted to do since he laid eyes on the shorter back in kindergarten. It was rainfall that brought them together.
George melts into the kiss forgetting the poison words that had once spit out of the taller's mouth as he pulls the brunet closer.
It feels as if a thousand butterflies exploded in the smaller's stomach as they get closer as if their chests weren't already pressed against each other's. Their lips moved in harmony.
George is first to pull his lips away but not his body. He feels safe. Warm.
"Why did you talk trash about me to Nick in your car yesterday?" The brunet murmurs looking into the taller's perfect yellow eyes.
"Why did you text me about hating me and never wanting to come over again?" The dirty blond responds.
George pulls away slightly more.
"What??? I didn't do that?" The brunet says.
"Well someone did." Clay responds placing his hands on the smaller's hip.
"Shit. My dad probably did. He took my phone away is that why you didn't respond to my dm?" George says.
"I like the clarification." The taller says placing his lips back on the shorter.
The smaller pulls away again. This time he takes a few steps back.
"You didn't answer my question. Why were you talking trash about me?" George says raising his voice slightly not enough to draw attention but enough to sound angry.
"What? How did you know about that are you stalking me or some shit?" The blond quips back.
"No my dad showed me a video and-" "How did your dad get the video? hm?" The taller asks.
"Look I don't know I just need to know why you did it."
"Sometimes when I trash talk about someone I lost it helps so..." He drawls.
"Whatever idiot." The brunet says walking back towards the taller.
He leans his lips upwards.
*RING*
"Gotta go to class now come to my house after school and maybe bring a duffel bag again." Clay says winking and walking away from the smaller.
George sighs and gets on with his day only thinking about the taller.
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"Hey Georgie." Clay says as the brunet walks into the large house.
"Hey Clay no one else is here?" The smaller questions.
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RainFall (DNF)
FanficUpdates 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...
