walks // dreamnotfound

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George's pov

"I can take you to this really cool place  I used to go to when I was stressed?" Clay suggests as we reach his house, "ok" I smile, "do you want some pants first?" He asks, I nod looking down at my wet sweatpants.

"Alright come on" he says, I hold his hand tightly as we walk into his house.

"Won't your sweatpants be to big for me?" I ask as we reach his room, "rather have wet ones on?" He asks, "no" I answer.

We walk into his closet and he looks through the sweatpants, "these are probably the smallest" he says.

"Why do you have a peer of baby clothes in here?" I ask pointing at them, "got a girl pregnant and she got all excited then the baby died" he says, "I haven't gotten rid of it yet" he adds.

"Did you not want a baby?" I ask, "not when I was at the age of 15" he laughs, "you've lived here for that long?" He passes me the sweatpants.

"No, I just took it with me when I moved in now stop asking questions and fucking get changed" he laughs, I smile and walk out then into his bathroom.

I get changed, they aren't that bug on me.

I walk out and clay takes my wet sweatpants and hangs them on a rail, "and take of that hoodie, you've been wearing it for 2 days" he says, I do and pass it to him, he gives me a new one, I put it on then we walk downstairs and I et in the passenger seat of his car.

There's a blanket laying on the ground by my feet, I pick it up and wrap it around my body and cuddle into it.

"It's not that cold" clay says and turns the car on, "it's raining" I answer, "your about to be thrown into a lake anyway" he smiles as he backs out of the driveway.

"Clay, no." I say, "yes" he nods as we drive.

We get there.

"But my clothes" I complain, "I have more in the back now stop fucking complaining" he says, I groan.

"I actually have shorts if you want them, they'd probably just fit you cause they're nicks old ones" clay says, he's already wearing shorts.

"Ok, but where do I change?" I ask, "behind the car" he says, "but people could still see" I say, "george, no ones here" he says, "I don't want to get changed in the open" I say, "for fucks sake, I'll open the door and stand infront of your precious soul then" he laughs open the backseat door and taking a peer of shorts out.

I walk behind the door and he stands infront of me with his back to me so he can't see.

I quickly take my sweatpants off and slip on the shorts.

I push his back and he steps away and turns around.

"You look hotter in shorts" he winks, "shut up" I laugh and put my sweatpants in his car and close the car door.

He laughs, he leads me to a not big lake but not small, it has a Wharf on a higher peice of land, it's quite tall, probably 3 meters above the water, "we aren't jumping off that" I say, "come on, don't be a pussy" clay smiles, he pulls his hoodie off, then his t shirt, I take off my hoodie, the cold breeze and rain hitting my bare chest.

Clay grabs my hand and leads me onto the wharf and I hug his arm.

"It's cold" I whisper, "then jump in" he says, "no" I say.

I look down at the deep greenish blue water, it looks beautiful.

"I'm gonna jump George, then you'll be left to do it by youself" he says, "no, clay!" I say letting go of his arm, "3..." he says.

I quickly decide wether I should let him pull me in by my hand.

"2.." He says, I grab his hand and he smiles, "1" we both jump.

I put my fingers on my nose so water doesn't go up it as I jump in.

I feel the water hit my body, its cold but nice.

I let go of clays hand as I swim to the surface.

I get to he surface and look over at clay who hasn't come up.

I wait and he still hasn't.

I then suddenly feel hands grab my waist and pull me under water giving me a massive fright.

I open Mt eyes to see clays blurry face, I wrap my arms around his neck in relief it's him and not someone else.

He seems to the surface and I let go of his neck.

He bursts into laughter as we both reach the surface, "that was not funny" I say, he continues to laugh, I roll my eyes and go under water to swim away from him.

I stop at a swallow part, I still can't touch the bottom though, clay can, he walks over to me, I wrap my arms around his neck to take a break from swimming.

He pulls my legs around his waist and I stare down at him.

I brush his wet hair out of his eyes and he puts his arms around my to hold me up, I look down at the water  I spot a star fish laying on the lake floor.

I stare at it in awe.

Clay turns to look at it, "you've never seen a starfish?" He asks, I shake my head, "I didn't really get the chance to do or see anything" I shrug, "ou look so pretty you sorta admire things" he whispers, I look at him, I glance at his lips, he looks at mine.

I brush his hair out of his face again softly.

The cold air hits my body, as well as the rain, I rest my head on clays shoulder, "it's cold" I whisper, "would you like to leave?" He asks, I shrug.

He touches my arms, "you are pretty cold" he whispers,