Love Is Our Chance | DreamNotFound

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TW!

Clay backed away, staggering as he turned around and ran. He made his way through the crowd and out of the house. He ran onto the street and tripped, falling down on the hard street. He didn't care though, he dropped his head in his hands and tried to ignore the pain in his heart.

He felt like crying, like letting everything out...but he couldn't.

He took deep breaths as he reminded himself that George wasn't his anymore. They weren't together.

He sat up straight on the street, feeling small drops of water falling from the sky. He looked up and blinked repeatedly as the rain got more aggressive, falling down on him and drenching his hair.

"Dream!"

The blonde looked up and saw George calling out to him from the entrance of the house. He ran out into the rain, his face full of guilt.

Clay looked at him, the rain trailing down his face, "Stop."

The brunette stopped in his tracks in front of him and looked down, "I'm sorry-,"

Clay clicked his tongue and smiled sarcastically, "There's nothing to be sorry for."

"Dream-,"

"No, we're not together, you're with her now." The blonde said and ran a hand through his hair, "Go back to her George. Kiss her again."

The brunette frowned as guilt overcame him. He stared down at Clay in sympathy, "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-,"

"Enough." The blonde snapped, "That's enough, George. Go back." He closed his eyes and laid down on the road, "I don't care anymore."

He heard footsteps either coming closer to walking away, he didn't want to know.

Someone grabbed his sweater and sat him up.

George put his hands on either side of Clay's face and kissed him. The water from the rain mixed into the kiss, making it sloppier than normal.

George lowered himself onto the blonde's lap and stayed there, deepening the kiss. Clay brought George closer, hugging him tight as they kissed on the empty street.

George pulled away and shook Clay aggressively, "I don't want to go back Dream!" He yelled over the rain, "I want you!"

Clay grabbed George's jaw and brought him in, kissing him sloppily. He pulled back, their lips still touching, "Then have me."

George pushed their lips together again, gripping into him as if he was going to disappear from his grasp any second. He sunk his teeth down into Clay's bottom lip, inserting his tongue into the blonde's mouth.

Rain poured all over them. They're hair, their clothes, their faces - but they didn't care.

Both their eyes were shut, making out in the rain like they didn't have any problems.

Clay's hands moved south, caressing George's chest and torso, getting lower and lower.

"Oh my god." George gasped as the blonde's hand came into contact with his clothed sensitive area. He threw his head back in pleasure as the blonde stroked it slowly, "Dream-,"

The blonde kissed George's neck, sucking all over it to claim his territory. He whispered in his ear as he stroked the brunette's hard on, feeling something throbbing himself.

George pushed Clay's hand away from his hard on and pressed their open mouths together, not wanting to do anything too indecent. Their eyes closed as they let the rain consume them. Their affection for each other growing and growing with each passing minute.