George's pov
he to walk shallower then puts me down when we reach sand.
He leads me to the car and grabs us towels.
He opens the door wide and places a towel on the back seat, he moves, "sit here" he whispers, I walk to the car seat and sit on it side ways facing the outside of the car.
I pull the towel around me more.
I look at clay, he stares up at me.
"What did you do as a child?" He asks, I look off to the distance, "nothing much" I shrug, "why not?" He asks, "my parents were poor" I lie.
"George you can tell me anything" he whispers leaning against the car, "what are you trying to get at?" I ask, "nothing, I just want you to feel comfortable talking" he whispers, "I am com-"
"You know what I mean" he whispers.
"I'm not lying to you" I say, "alright" clay says stepping infront of me, I wrap my arms around his neck and move closer to him, my legs either side of of his body, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me off the car seat and lowers me on the ground next to the car, he grabs my towel that fell off my shoulders and looks at me.
He places it around me, "do you want to get changed?" He asks, I nod slowly, he grabs my clothes and hands them to me, "do you want me to stand here?" He asks, I nod and slip behind him, he steps out a little, I quickly get changed behind the door and him, when I'm done I place my hands on his back.
"Are you done?" Clay asks, "yeah" I whisper resting my head against clays back.
He turns around and wrap his arms around me I make sure the bottom half of my body isn't touching Clays wet shorts because I don't want my sweatpants to get wet.
Why am I so clingy with him?
I don't like affection?
So why am I craving it from him?
"Let me get changed" he whispers, "ok" I let go of him and walk past and around the other side of the car pulling out my phone.
"You aren't looking through the window are you?" He asks, "no you idiot" I laugh feeling my cheeks heat up a little.
I look at my phone.
Am I blushing?
I open my camara and look at my rosy cheeks.
Why am I blushing?
I don't even like him
He just my friend.
My friend that i constantly want to be around and that i crave affection from, the friend I nearly kissed today in the water.
Shit.
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walks // dreamnotfound
FanfictionGeorge likes walks, he walks along the river most days by himself, stopping to draw and read. one day he bumps into someone..
