everything i wanted- DNF Fanfiction

~ Mind Over Matter ~

"'Have a great summer' my ass. He wants this whole class to rot in hell."

Clay chuckled, "Maybe." They exited the lecture hall and followed the swarm of mentally drained students into the main corridor. "Hey, at least we did pretty well. Thanks for helping me study, by the way." Clay scoffed, "Yeah, studying." George smirked, "Oh come on, we studied a little. There's nothing wrong with a few breaks."

"Our breaks took more time than the actual studying did." George shrugged, "Well, keep it in your pants next semester." Clay scoffed again, truly in disbelief. "You're the one who kept coming onto me!" He whisper-yelled, "Literally!" George smirked, pulling at Clay's sleeve. "You're hot when you're angry." He hummed quietly, the pitch shift in his voice making his point very clear.

Clay sighed, "My parents are leaving for their anniversary tonight." George quirked a brow, "For how long?" Clay shrugged, "Until next Sunday." George grinned, "A full week of you just for myself, mmhm. You're spoiling me, Clay~"

"Please, talk louder for the whole school to hear." George chuckled menacingly, "I have no problem embarrassing myself if it means getting a reaction out of you." Clay glared at him, earning another laugh from George. "Don't worry, I won't. Besides," He leaned on his tiptoes and whispered in Clay's ear, "I wouldn't wanna spoil anything for this week~"

Clay's eyes darted to a bathroom as he grabbed George's wrist. He slammed open the door, checking the stalls to make sure they were empty. "What're you-" he grabbed George's jaw and kissed him harshly, the brunet immediately kissing back. Clay backed them into the wall, forcing a gasp out of George from the impact. Clay moved down to his neck, sucking at the previous bruises that were just about to fade away. George bit back a moan as Clay slotted his leg between his own.

"God, I just want you right now." George's head fell forward to meet with Clay's forehead. "Why did you have to do that?" He whined, making both of them laugh. The door slammed open again, a man standing in the doorway, unmoving. Clay looked up, his lips tightening at the figure. Nick stood with an unreadable expression. George swallowed thickly. It occurred to Clay that George hadn't seen Nick since that night.

"Once a whore, always a whore, huh?"

"You're one to talk..." George accused him quietly, "You tried to sell me like a dog, asshole." Clay tightened his grip on George's shoulder. Nick was stronger than himself but Clay would not protest if he picked a fight. He won George fair and square and he was not about to let some bully hurt him, physically or otherwise.

"Come on." He took George's hand and made his way to the exit, Nick knocking into his shoulder. Clay paused, anger boiling inside him as moments from that night flashed through his mind. George tightened his grip, breaking his trance. He sighed and continued out of the building. "I hope he gets what he fucking deserves."

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"I know you just got out of school but try not to stay up past 3, okay? I don't want your sleep schedule ruined for any summer activities." Kristin smiled softly as she rolled her suitcase out the door. "I'll try but no promises." Her expression changed to annoyance. Clay raised his hands defensively, "Yes, ma'am. You got it."

"I know I don't need to tell you but... no parties. A few friends is okay but if possible, take it elsewhere." Clay nodded, "Don't worry, dad. I don't have enough friends to have a party anyway." Phil's smile was down-turned. He pulled Clay into a hug, "Try not to get in any trouble or else not having any friends will be the least of your worries."

"Uhh, he's threatening me." Clay looked at Kristin for help. "Honey, let him be." Phil patted his back sternly before letting go and getting into the driver's seat. Kristin kissed Clay's cheek, giving him a tight hug before getting into the passenger seat. Clay waved them off as they pulled out of the driveway, immediately texting George that they'd left.