Clays pov
I lean against the kitchen counter, it's only me, George and his step brother left in the house now.
His dad left a while ago.
I hear someone coming down the stairs, "mum said no sex last night, you guys obviously didn't listen" he says, "at least we tried to stay quiet" George rolls his eyes, "your little slutty girlfriend screamed all night" George mumbles.
I can't help but laugh a little.
Henry, I picked it up from before.
Who the fuck names there kid Henry.
He walks past me into the kitchen, "I could tell mum" Henry says as he looks through the pantry.
"I could punch your teeth out one by one" I say turning to look at him, he looks at me, "do it" he says, "watch me" I whisper, I punch him in the stomach and he falls to the ground already and groans in pain.
"Thought so" I say and grab a glass of water, george smiles at me from the counter.
I down the water then walk over to George.
I kiss George's cheek, "Charlotte is coming over today" Henry says.
"And I needed to know that because?" George says, "why don't you guys try get along?" I suggest, "no" George says, "no way" Henry says, "it would make life so much more easier" I shrug and wrap my arms around George's waist.
George doesn't answer me but keeps eating his breakfast.
Henry doesn't answer me either.
When George is finished he walks into the kitchen and places the plate in the sink.
There's a knock on the door and Henry races to the door.
"Babe!" I hear a girl's voice, Henry and his girlfriend hug then pull away, I'm still topless so I quickly walk upstairs, I can hear george following me.
I feel hands on my waist as we enter his room and I slip my t shirt on.
"Can we go to your house?" George whispers, "yes, we can" I whisper.
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We finally reach my house after a while, George is almost freezing to death, I wrap my arms around him from behind as we enter my house.
"Clay is that you?" I hear my dad yell, "mhm, why haven't you left yet?" I ask letting go of George and sqeezing his waist slightly, my dad comes into view and I slip my hands off George, "I was waiting to say goodbye to you" he says.
"Whos this?" My dad asks, "this is george" I say, "nice to meet you" my dad smiles at George, "you too" George answers.
