Taste of lithium

1/ bitter and sweet...

It was an early morning the sun not even fully up yet. George sat in the passenger seat of clays car.

Clay was sat in the drivers seat. They where driving down the main neighborhood Road. It was a Friday morning.

George wasn't the one who usually got up for school never mind be up this early in the morning, but clay forced George to get up and actually make it on time for school.

They both had a big exam coming up and George needed to be in class to actually know what he was doing.

Clay really did care for George and what George's future is going to look like, even through George didn't.

George was slouched down in his seat, He was hugging his bag to his chest and resting his chin on the top of the bag.

As much as clay hated to admit it he wished he could be that stupid book bag. Clay was sitting up straight in his seat driving slowly.

It was still pretty early so he could take his time driving with out worrying about other people.

Clay kept glancing over at George once in awhile to take in the half sleeping boy.

He hated himself for feeling this way for the brunette. He really did but he just couldn't help it.

Could he?

He let out a sigh and returned his gaze too the road in front of him, As he drove down the empty dead roads his thoughts ate away at his brain.

George started to wake up more with every bump clay went over. George grew annoyed of trying to sleep. So he sat up and put his bag down next to his feet. He soon turned to the forced blonde.

He was just taking in the blonde, the way his facial features looked in the sunrise lighting.

He hated this feeling he hated having this feeling towards Clay. It just made it so much worse.

He then started to remember where clay was taking him too. He soon started to frown, still looking at clay.

Clay soon moved his head over to be met with a frowning annoyed looking brunette.

"Why are you looking at me like that"? He said in Slug tone, George soon Relaxed his face.

He could feel himself turning a bit red, his pale cheeks picking up a strong pink.

He rolled his eyes. "You know why". He said back with some attitude.

Clay brought his gaze over to George, who was now looking out his window as clay drove.

"Oh come on now". Clay said in a quiet tone, which always seemed to drive George crazy.

George wiped his head to look at clay, he caught him rolling his eyes.

Which only made George go crazier, His thoughts ran around inside his Brian not knowing where too settle on.

Clay sighed and turned his head to look at George. "George, you can't just sleep on my couch all day, and be smoking my weed all night".

Clay said but taking a pause too look at the road in front of him. "You need too start caring about your future, George."

Clay said giving him glances but mostly trying to focus on the road in front of him.

George rolled his eyes and put one of his feet up on the dash bored. "Why do you care so much?" George said so quiet it was like he didn't want clay to hear him.

Clay stopped the car making George jump a bit. Clay than turned his whole body to face George.

His hand still on the wheel, he moved closer too show George he wasn't  fucking  around.