walks // dreamnotfound

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Clays pov

We get back to my house and sit in the living room.

I sit down next to him, he watches me, his eyes not leaving me.

"Now your staring" I smile, "no I'm thinking" he denies, he quints his eyes, studying my face.

"Thinking about what?" I whisper, he looks at my hand, he runs his fingers over my wrist softly, "none of your business" he whispers.

"I bet your thinking about something next to you" I whisper opening my hand, he runs his finger over the palm on my hand, I notice his cheeks turn into a rosy color of blush.

"Your blushing" I whisper, and cup his cheek, he looks up at me, only getting more flustered as he cuddles his face onto my chest, I laugh and wrap my arms around his neck and lay down on the couch, he lays on top of me.

I run my fingers through his soft hair.

George's pov

I feel a soft kiss placed on my head.

Only make me ever redder.

I've fallen for him.

I want to believe I haven't, but I have.

"Are you straight?" I whisper, "yeah, because cuddling with a boy and kissing them is being straight" he says, "so you not?" I ask, "no I'm not straight you idiot, was that not clear to you when we hugged or held hands, or when you sat on my lap?" He asks, I laugh.

I smile and close my eyes, "your so cuddly" he whispers hugging me tightly, "is hat good or bad?" I whisper, "good" he whispers.

I let myself slowly drift to sleep on him.

~~~

I hear talking, clay and his friend, and karl I think.

I slowly open my eyes and rub them then I sit up and look at karl and nick sitting on a different couch next to us, my legs are resting on clays lap.

"Morning sunshine" clays friend laughs, I groan amd lay back down moving my legs of clay and bringing my knees up a little.

Clay and karl just laugh, I sit up, "stop laughing" I say, "stop being bitchy" clay laughs, I kick him in the thigh, "shut up" I say, "you guys are like a married couple after spending 30 years together" clays friend says.

"2 days is a lot" I roll my eyes, clay laughs, "you guys are dating?" Karl says excited, "no" I say, "not yet" clay smirks standing up.

I give him a death stare as he walks out of the room.

I feel my cheeks heat up, I get up and follow him out because I don't want to third wheel.

Clay walks into the kitchen and I follow him, he reaches for a glass and takes one then fills it up with water.

He turns to me while taking a sip from it.

"Are you ok?" He asks, "I didn't want to thirdwheel" I whisper, he smiles and slips his hand in mine slightly tugging it towards him.

I step towards him and rest my cheek on his chest, he holds both of my hands and rests his head on mine.