walks // dreamnotfound

~2~

George's pov

I sit down on the rock by the river behind a tree so that karl can't see me.

I'd rather avoid meeting new people.

I take out my sketch book and think of something to drawer.

Finally something comes to my mind and I begin to softly run my pencil over the fine card like paper.

I hear a scream from the karls boyfriend or his friend I'm not sure what they both sound like.

I lightly shade a part of my drawing.

"Your hiding from karl?" I hear someone's voice, I quickly move my sketchbook to my chest so he can't see and turn and look at karls friend.

His muscular body standing behind me.

I look him up and down, "no" I say and look away from him.

"Well your not doing it very well" he says, "I haven't been asked to hangout with you guys again so I don't care" I say hugging my knees.

"Why are you even here?" I ask before he can say anything else.

"Nick and karl are basically making out and you look lonely" he answers sitting on the rock next to me topless.

Water dripping from his wet shorts and body.

"I like being alone" I say, "I bet you do, now I can piss you off" I say, I look at him, "your doing a good job of it" I roll my eyes, "your doing a good job of being a bitch" he answers, I can't help but laugh a little.

He then slips my sketchbook out of my arms, "hey!" I say and try to grab it back, he moves his long arm away from my reach.

"I hope they're good" he says, I reach over him and try to grab it, he stands, I do too, he steps towards the river.

I stand in front of him.

He's standing on the edge, "what happens if I drop it in" he says, "no, dont" I say grabbing his arm that's over the edge of the rock.

My sketch book tangles over the water.

"Ok" he says throwing it on a rock, he then wraps his arms around my waist and pull me towards him as he leans back and falls over the edge.

I wrap my arms around his neck tightly as we fall back and hit the water.

The cold yet refreshing water meets my body and I let go of karls friend and swim to the surface quickly.

He does too.

"You fucking bitch" I say to him, he laughs, "my names clay not bitch and you'd be missing out if you didn't come in" he says.

"Yeah but I'm fully clothed" I say annoyed, "take your clothes off then" he winks, I feel my cheeks heat up a little, "fuck you" I laugh,

He goes under water and swims over to me, I swim to the rocks and get out of the water, clays does too.

"You can have my hoidie if you want" he says, I nod, I move my wet hair out of my face as I feel Clays eyes on me as I stare out at the river.

"What?" I say and look at him, "your effortlessly beautiful" he whispers, I struggle to take my hoodie off, I feel his hands pull it off my body and I let him remove it leaving me in my wet sweatpants and a t shirt.

"I'll go get my hoodie" clay whispers, I watch as he walks away from me.

I get up and grab my sketch book that lays on a rock.

The air feels cold against my skin making me shiver a little.

I walk over to my stuff and put my phone which is thankfully waterproof and sketchbook into my bag.

Clay comes back with his hoodie.

He sits down infront of me.

I again struggle to take my t shirt off, he pulls it off, he passes me a towel, I take it and dry myself before pulling clays warm and comfortable hoodie on.

He takes the towel and moves to sit next to me, he drys himself then places his towel on my lap.

"Why are you shivering?" He smiles looking at the side of my face, "because I've just been in cold water" I say.

I bring my knees to my chest and hug then, resting my cheek on my knee.