George's pov
I feel my cheeks heat up.
Why am I blushing?
Clay leans in and kisses me, softly on the lips, I lean in again pressing our lips together, cupping his cheek and wrapping my other arm around his neck, he slips his tongue in my mouth and runs his hands over my ass and grabs the inside of my thighs, bringing my legs around his waist.
He runs his hands from my thighs to my ass.
I lean away and trail kisses down his neck as he pushes me against a wall.
He runs his hands under my hoodie and I lower my legs to the ground as we kiss.
He leans away, "george I gotta go to practice" he whispers, I nod slowly, he leans in and kisses me softly on the lips.
I brush some hair out of his eyes as he leans away.
I watch as a light shade of pink powers his cheeks, he quickly turns and walks out.
He was blushing?
Why was he blushing?
I walk out of the bathroom, "George there you are!" I here chloes annoying voice.
I sigh.
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The bell goes and everyone rushes out of the class because it's the end of the day.
The whole day I haven't got clay out of my mind.
I don't know why.
I walk out of school hoping not to bump into Wilbur and his girlfriend.
I walk to the footpath when suddenly I get a text, clay.
'Where are you?' The text reads.
'About to walk home' I text back.
'Can I come?' He texts back.
'Sure' I answer.
I wait for a little while scrolling on my phone, I suddenly feel someone jump on my back for a piggy back, I fall to the ground on my knees, I hear clays wheeze as he laughs, "you bitch" I smile up at him.
He laughs and helps me up, "your such a asshole" I roll my eyes and begin to walk, clay following.
He locks our fingers as we walk, I stare down at our hands, I look up at him.
.
He looks down at me and smiles slightly, I laugh a little and walks closer to him so I can rest my head on his arm.
I put my other hand on his arm too.
Clays pov
I feel my cheeks heat up as we walk like his, I also can't help but smile.
I pull out my phone to take a selfie, he laughs as I take a couple pictures, I smile at him, I kiss the top of his head softly, "look who's finally being wholesome and not just fucking me till I almost pass out" George says, "don't be a dick or I will fuck you until you pass out" I roll my eyes.
George's pov
I smile, "you should piggy back me" I say looking up at him, he looks down at me and smiles, "do you not have legs?" He asks, i stop and walk behind him, I jump onto his back and he puts his arms around my legs to keep me up, I wrap my arms around his neck and rest my head on his shoulder as he carrys me.
We make it to my house and he puts me down, I unlock the door then let clay in.
"Chloe" I yell hoping there's no reply meaning she's not home.
And there isn't.
I pull clay upstairs then into my room, he flops on my bed, I look down at him.
He grabs my hand and pulls my on top of him.
I laugh as he wraps his arms around me, I cuddle into his chest, he runs his fingers through my hair gently, I close my eyes, a little bit later I'm asleep in his arms.
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My eyes slowly open, It's dark now.
I feel arms wrapped around me from behind, clays asleep.
He's spooning me too.
I feel my cheeks heat up.
I reach for my phone in my pocket but clay grabs my hand, he groans, and tightens his grip around me.
I smile, "get up you lazy fuck" I laugh, he groans, I feel his hand slip up my hoodie, "but your so cuddlyyy" he complains, I giggle a little.
"Why don't you cuddle your girlfriends fat ass" I say, "because I like your ass better" he whispers in a deep voice from just waking up, I smile.
I sit up and he let's me, his hands still on my waist though, I cross my legs and look at the wall, I tilt my head slightly, "what are you doing?" I hear clay laugh, I shrug, "just thinking" I whisper.
We feel asleep together?
What is happening?
Do I like him?
No.
Of course not, and he doesn't like you.
"What are you thinking about" He asks, "nothing" I whisper.
"Clay, why are you being so..I don't know?" I ask and look back at him, he stares up at me, "because I feel like it" he shrugs, "you have a girlfriend" I whisper, "I can leave if you want George?" He whispers sitting up.
I trn my body to face his then cup his cheeks, "I don't want you to leave, you just acting less like you want to fuck me till I pass out" I smile, he laughs.
"When have I ever fucked you so hard you passed out?" He asks, "last week" I roll my eyes, "it's not my fault" he complains, I laugh then quickly get out of bed.
Suddenly everything goes blurry, I put my arms out losing my balance.
I feel clay grabs my hands from behind.
"George, please don't pass out" I hear clay whisper, then I fall back into his arms passed out.
