George's pov
I quickly get in and he shuts the door.
He eats in the driver's seat, "are you ok?" He asks, I nod and breath heavily.
He slips his hand in mine and I lock our fingers.
We drive away, "you have to put up with that?" I ask, he nods, "you will soon too, no more sneaking out george" he says and glances t me from the road.
I sigh, "so I'm not aloud to hangout with my friends?" I ask, "it will be limited, no going out, no clubs or restaurants without me or your parents" he says, a tear leaves my eye as I think of how overwhelming it is.
I wipe it away quickly and I feel clay staring at me, I bite my thumb nail but soon clay pulls my finger from my mouth.
I rest my head against against car door as we reach the house.
There's paparazzi waiting outside.
I stare out at the window at them surrounding the camara.
I fee clays hand on my forehead, I look at him, he leans over and kisses my forehead.
He pulls away and gets out he makes his way around the car and opens the door for me, I grab the bag then get out.
He takes the bag from the car as body gourds push paparazzi away from us.
A tear leaves my eye again, clay holds me tightly around the waist as we walk to the door.
We reach it the clay unlocks it and ets me in, then walks in himself, I wipe my tear.
My parents walk in, "we're leaving now, we'll see you again for dinner tomorrow" my parents smile at clay then his parents.
I'm gonna have to walk back out myself.
"Bye" I say to clays parents, "nice to meet you george" his dad says but he doesn't mean it.
My dad pulls me to the door then we walk out, I quickly rush through the crowd and into the limo.
My parents sit down together opposite me.
I hate it.
I hate this.
But I love him.
No.
I don't know him.
He fucked a maid right after we fucked.
I hate him.
A tear leaves my eye, I feel a hard slap in the face from my father, "BOYS DONT FUCKING CRY" he screams.
I stare at him.
"I hate you" I whisper quietly, "what?" He says, "I HATE YOU" I yell as the car drives away.
He slaps me again.
"Respect me you ungrateful breat, I give you everything-"
"I don't need everything, I don't need this, I don't want this, I just want to fall inlove with who I want" I yell, "don't think I heard you faggots fucking last night" he yells.
"ISNT THAT WHAT YOU WANTED?!" I yell, "now your fucking yelling at me for it" I add.
He scoffs.
The rest of the ride is quiet.
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the man in the suit // dreamnotfound
FanfictionGeorge's is arranged to marry clay, he doesn't want to but his rich parents insist it'll look good for him to marry a rich man. not that they rent already rich enough but they want more then just money, fame. George promised himself he wouldn't fall...