walks // dreamnotfound

~8~

Clays pov

I wake up the next morning and get ready for the day.

I know George is probably at the river so I make my way to the river.

I'm not sure wether I should but I've been worrying about him.

It rained a lot so I know the river probably raised a little over night.

I decide to run because I like running.

It calms me.

Just like the river calms George.

I make it over the bank and look over the river to see someone sitting on the rock with his legs hanging over the rock and in the water, the bottom have of his sweatpants are wet.

And he's wearing my hoodie.

I make my way over the rock to him.

The current of the river is stronger then the other day and it worrys me how close George is to the water.

He could probably be swept away by it.

He turns his head as he hears my presence, "get away from the water" I say holding my hands out for him to take, "why?" He asks, "because I dont want you to fall in and get swept away" I say.

"I'm not going to be-"

"George, it's not as weak as it looks now come here" I say, he takes my hands and I pull him up, he foot slips on the rock, I quickly wrap my arms around his waist and pull him to me before he falls into the water.

He grips my shoulders breath heavily.

"How you freaked out?" I smile, "you scared me saying that" he whispers.

He rests his head on my shoulder, I run my head through his hair and rest my head on his.

"Come on" I whisper letting go of him.

He pulls away, he holds his hand tightly as we walk over the damp and slippery rocks.

George loses his balance a little.

I hold his waist tightly, lifting him to me.

"You don't have any balance" I smile at him, "not when the rocks are slippery" he stares up into my eyes.

I lift him into the grass of the bank, then I climb on it myself, "we're you here all night?" I ask and take his hand, "yeah" he says.

A silence over takes us as we walk along the bank.

"I'm sorry" he finally says, I shrug, "I wasn't thinking, I was just overwhelmed I guess a-and-"

I stop walking, "george" I whisper placing my hands on his shoulders.

"I don't want you to lose you because I said something stupid..that sounds weird, but it feels like we've been friends for ages and not a couple days..I'm so sorry cla-"

"George shut up" I whisper and cup his cheeks.

He does and states up at me, "your not going to lose me and I'm not in any way mad at you, I was just worried" I whisper, he wraps his arms around my waist tightly, I wrap my arms around his neck and rest my head on his.

"Your overthinking it" I whisper playing with his hair.

"I'm sorry" he whispers, "stop saying that" I laugh.