Authors note:
Lmao, i completely forgot this story existed, I'm gonna continue you it now hoping that my writing skills have improved more then from last ear.
George's pov
I wake up to more moaning, loud moaning, almost screaming.
I can't believe they've started going at it at...5 in the morning?!??
I roll out of bed and walk to clays, "you know, you should have a little respect for me" I yell over the noise, "just like I didn't eat your food last night, you should repay me with shutting the fuck up because it's 5 in the morning and that's when people like me, are sleeping?!" I add, the door opens and clay appears with a towel wrapped around his waist, the ret of his upper body is visible to me.
I look down then quickly back up, "why don't you join us george? Maybe that'll shut your complaints up" clay says, "fuck you" I say, "go back to bed george, well be done soon" that was a lie.
They weren't done soon, they were done 2 hours later and I definitely didn't get back to sleep that morning.
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I et up when the slutty girl has left and walk into the kitchen, there he is, clay, eating the whipped cream I bought.
"Your an asshole" I say grabbing it then squirting the white cream over his face and rubbing it in.
He stands there, shocked and speechless for a second then he grabs the hoodie I'm wearing, leans down, and wipe his face clean on it.
I hate this man more then I hate my parents that are coming over..now.
The door opens, of course they don't knock, "oh good, your awake-geore what is this mess? It's disgusting" my mother says.
"It was-" I'm cut off, "I am so sorry clay for my son's behavior" my mum says, "oh, it's fine" clay smirks at me.
Clay leaves soon after and I'm left with the queen of tantrums.
Mostly about me, mess and maids.
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As I'm getting out the shower I realize I forgot my towel, I groan and open the bedroom door, still naked and wet, no towel.
"Shit" I whisper, there's no way I'm asking clay to get one for me, I open my bedroom door and look into the hallway, clear, I step out of my room and rush to the laundry room.
I'm suddenly meet with the tall, muscular, hot man unloading his washing.
I hide behind a corner, "george?" He says, "get me a towel" I say quickly, "why are you hiding?" He says, "because..I'm naked now please pass me a towel and shut your eyes" I say, he chuckles and I hear movement.
"Come and get it" his voice whispers.
"I'm naked clay, I can't, please just put it on the ground or-"
"My eyes are closed now come and get it" he says cutting me off, I look around the corner, eyes closed, I step out and walk to him.
I grab the towle in his hand but he grips it, "asshole" I whisper turning and going on my tip toes to reach the top shelve and grabbing a towel.
I qrsp it around the bottom half of my body then turn and look back at him.
He looks over my body, "you looked" I say, "no, my eyes were shut until you turned around" he says, "bullshit" I say walking back to my room.
After getting dressed I walk into the living room where clays watching TV, I sit on the other side of the couch and pull my phone out.
"You saw me naked?" I say, "no, I didn't because I'm not the kind of guy that looking at people's naked body's without there permission" he says, "right" I say sarcastically, "I didn't open my eyes until you turned around" clay says.
"Really?" I say looking up at him, "I swear on my life" he says.
