night song

Shooting range

George is sitting in his room, bored. He sits up in his bed crisscross, his elbows on his knees and his hands holding up is head. He grabs his phone off the night stand, unlocking it, going to text Clay.

George
Hey

Clay
Hey, why are you up at 4 in the morning?

George
Why are you?

Clay
Fair point..
Do you want to go to the beach and watch the sunrise?

George
Now?!

Clay
No next week.
YES NOW!

George
Jeez okay..

Clay
I'll pick you up
Give me you're address

George
Okayy it's, ******************

Clay
See ya soon!

George
See ya

George jumps up from his bed. He got dress, a white tee and jeans. he gets his shoes on and goes down the stairs, waiting for clay.

Clay finally arrives and George jumps into the passenger seat. They chat on the way, a calm conversation. They get to the beach and find the "perfect" spot to sit, chatting as they sit down.

They finally come to a relax. They sit on the cold dry sand, looking across the ocean out to to the sunrise. "hey George" Clay says turning his head to George. "hm?" George questioned, turning his head. "you wanna know what we should do?" Clay asked. "what?" George wondered. "We should go to a shooting range!" Clay says getting up. "now?!" George says getting up quickly. "yeah! It will be fun!" Clay says. "But I don't know how to shoot." George explained. "That's fine ill teach you!" Clay says holding his hand out. George grabs clays hand. They run to the car, followed by getting in the car, driving to the shooting range.

They finally get to the shooting range, Clay teasing George as they walk in. They are greeted by this nice gentlemen and he helps them get ready to shoot. "so are you gonna teach me how to shoot?" George asked "of course, Clay paused. "don't. say. it." George says giving Clay a death stare. "darling.." Clay finishes. "stop!" George says letting his face fall into his hands. Clay laughs it off.

The guy gave them head phone and lead them to the target room. In the room the had a choice of gun they can choose from. They pick the AK-47. They walked up to the counter, Clay went first. "Watch and learn George!" Clay shouts. Clay then hit all 5 targets striaght in the middle. "you try!" Clay  says giving George the gun. " I dont know how to!!" George says taking the gun. "here," Clay says putting George in the right position. "You hold it like this, look through here, and press the tigger. Here i'll put my hands on top of yours for your first go them you can try it by yourself." Clay says putting his hands on top of Georges. Clay helps him aim then George pressed the trigger. The shot was close. "good job, you try by yourself now." Clays says backing away. George pulled the gun up, aimed, and fired. He made a bullseye. "WHAT?!" Clay shouted. George giggled. "HOW DID YOU DO THAT? YOU SURE YOU NEVER DID THIS BEFORE?" Clay was shell-shock. "Beginners luck I guess." George shrugged.

Yes, it was beginners luck. George then missed every shot.  "I guess it really was beginners luck, that first shot." Clay says getting into the car. "yeah, i guess." George says closing the car door. "its okay, you did great, darling." Clay says smirking. "shut up" George rolled his eyes. "oh by the way,"  George started. "what?" Clay wondered. "Do you now what this feeling is?" George asked. "What feeling?" Clay questioned. "How do i put it? Like whenever you hug me I feel warm, whenever you call me 'darling' i feel warm, what kind of feeling is that I never had it before." George explained. "ohhh, I know." Clay says smirking. "what is it?" George asked. "I'm not telling you." Clay smirked some more. "Whyy" George whined. "Ill tell you eventually." Clay says pulling into Georges drive way. "byee Georgeee" Clay says waving and smiling. George sighed, "bye" he says getting out of the car.

George walks into his house, takes his shoes off and walks into the kitchen. He pulls out something and walks into his room. He decides to turn on his TV and unwhin for a bit. He turns on a random Netflix show and just sits there. He decides to get up from his sorrow and take a shower for some self care to releave himself. He gets to his restroom and turns the shower on boiling hot. He gets in and turns some music on. He's trying to relax but hear's his phone go off. He picks it up and see's its clay.

Clay
Heyyy Georgieee

George
What

Clay
I'm bored

George
good for you

Clay
what r u doing?

George
in the shower trying to relax

Clay
can i come overrrrrrr

George
we literally just said goodbye

Clay
sooooo?

George
tomorrow

Clay
fine

George continues with his shower now a little but relaxes. He gets out and just leaves a towel on and gets in his bed and un pauses his show and scrolls on his phone for a bit. He just lets his video play as he thinks about what has happen during the the day and what Clay meant by not telling George the exact thing he was feeling. Does Clay feel the same way? Could that be it? Is that why he wouldn't tell George, cause he feels the same way?  Who knows, only Clay knows.

George leaves the thought where it is now and gets up from his bed to get dressed. A black tee and pajama pants. He crawls back in bed and scrolls on twitter for a bit. He ends up loosing track of time and ends up going to bed at 1 in the morning, falling asleep to the thought of what Clay is gate-keeping.