Georges pov:
I wake up in Clays bed, it's normal now
Clay is still sleeping, he looks so calm and peaceful
The sight brings a smile onto my face
I try to remember what happened yesterday
I remember walking back into the bus and falling asleep on Clays shoulder
Then...
Uhh...what happened then?
I was so tired and exhausted maybe I couldn't focus on anything
I'll ask Clay when he wakes up
I try to get up from the bed but a pair of arms wrap around me
"Don't leaavveeee"
I hear Clay say sleepily and muffled
"I gotta go" I respond putting my hand on his so take it off of me
"Noooooo, George pleaseee" Clay screams in lower case
"Nooo, Clay pleaseee" I respond jokingly
"I'm begging you..." Clay murmurs
"Fine" I say and lay back down
We melt into each other, I feel so comfy and safe
His warm body is keeping me warmth and his arms wrapped around me is like a shield that's protecting me from everything
Time skip (They got up, ate breakfast and now are thinking what to do today)
"Hmmm...what about the museum?" I suggest
"Ehhh...noo" Clay responds lying on the bed and scrolling through twitter
*Ding* I just got a message
I check my phone and it's...it's my mom..MY MOM?
I panic a bit and read the full message
Mom
George, can you come to dinner today?
This message makes me anxious a bit
Is she mad? Or does she just want to eat dinner with me?
Shall I come with Clay? He is my boyfriend now...
I'm zoning out and biting my nails
"It everything okay?" Clays looks at me
I snap out of the negative thoughts
"Huh?" I ask
"What happened?" He turns off his phone
"Nothing" I respond
"Come on..."
"Nothiiinnngg"
"George, I know something is up"
Clay then unexpectedly yanks my phone out of my hands
He curiously looks at the message
I roll my eyes and bury my head into my pillow next to me
"Are you nervous?" He asks
"Obviously I am Clay" Sometimes he asks the dumbest questions
"Sorry, wait is she like mad or is she just missing you?" He says and hands my phone back to me
"That's the thing...I don't know"
"Well after that performance yesterday she can't be mad"
"I didn't invite her...she doesn't know about that performance"
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FanfictionGeorge is a professional ballet dancer in London, he was always the best in class. But he always preferred solo dancing. Clay (Dream) just moved from Florida to London he also is a professional ballet dancer, he usually dances with a pair... TW: Lan...
