yours [dnf] -discontinued-

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(george's pov)

clay :)

:heatwaves?
:damn

how the fuck do i reply to that.
i didn't even realize i put that in there.

before i say anything i quickly go to spotify and delete that off his playlist

what?:

:wdym what

i didn't put that song in the playlist:

he doesn't reply for a few seconds, then he finally does

:oh
: alright then soz

no worries :)):

close one there, close one.

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its friday, my birthday is tomorrow

i'm planning on spending it with karl and my mom in the morning and with clay at night, it's already planned out

i decide that i want to stay in bed today, it's been a rough week anyway

i grab my phone to see if i have any notifications

none. what did i expect.

i place my phone back on my bedside table and roll back into bed, blankly staring at the wall beside me

all i have in mind is clay. clay clay clay clay clay clay clay. just clay. and i hate it.

he has a fucking girlfriend george get over it.

i wonder where he'll take me tomorrow

i lay in bed and emotionlessly stare at the ceiling until i hear my phone buzz

i hurry and grab it to see who it was

clay.

clay :)

:hey georgie
:how are you

clayyy:
im alright ty:
wbu:

:i'm good
:i have a question
:do u prefer gold jewelry or silver
jewelry?

i like both but i mostly wear silver:
why?:

:just curious
:i'm gonna spoil u tmr

fuck off:
you don't have to do that:
stop wasting time effort and money on: me

:it's not a waste!!
:u deserve it anyway

how r u so kind omg:
thank u:

:<33
:cya tmr
:bye bye

bye clay!!:

i'm so grateful to have him holy shit

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(timeskip till the next day cuz im too lazy)