We had been planning this trip for a while and had even picked where everyone was going to sit, but of course leave it to Alex to mess shit up.We had just finished packing everything thing up for the road and had started to get in the van when I realized George's seat was full of Walmart sacks and drink coolers.
"Umm, George why do you have so many snacks and more importantly how are you going to fit in your seat?" George poked his head in the van and said "What snacks?" I felt my face go red hot from hearing his gentle British accent and the way he slightly pressed against me to get a better look. George tapped on my back and snapped me back to reality still asking me about the snack situation.
"Clay, what snacks are you talking about?" I became flustered and shot out the answer of, "Oh, umm the snacks in your seat did you pack them?"
"No, I didn't pack any snacks other than my water bottle. I think Alex was in charge of snacks?" I groaned and got out to see where Alex had went. As I passed by Nick and Karl I asked them if they had seen Alex. "I think he went back in the house to get some thing." Answered Nick hastily before continuing his conversation with Karl.I quickly jogged to the house and found Alex in the kitchen packing EVEN MORE SNACKS!!! "Jesus Alex, how many snacks do you need? I mean you already filled up George's seat. Where is he supposed to sit now?" Alex looked up to me and replied in a harsh semi-sarcastic voice, "Don't be mean to me asshole. Also I don't care where he sits." He proceeded to pop a few more mini marshmallows in his mouth. "Well if you don't care where he sits then you won't mind sharing a seat with him, right?" Alex's eyes widened at my comment and he nearly choked on the marshmallows he was chewing up. "No way, I am not sitting with him! He is always falling asleep and I already promised Karl that he can sit with me if he gets tired!"
"Well then where can he sit?" Alex at me with a smug smile. "Well I guess he will just have to sit with you, Clay~." My cheeks began to burn like they were covered in tiny paper cuts all over.
"W-what are you saying my name like that for? Me and George are just really good friends."
(That sentence is giving Adrien from MLB 😀)
I could feel the burning sensation of my cheeks spreading to my ears and down the back of my neck. "Oh Clay~, you can drop the act, the only one who doesn't know you like George is George himself." My already red face became brighter from embarrassment.Alex shifted to a more sarcastic tone, "ooo, maybe with the two of you sharing a seat, you can finally confess your undying love for him." He dramatically clasped his hands together then scooped up the last of the snacks on the table and rushed out the front door snickering to himself. I chugged down what was left of my water bottle to calm my nerves before heading back to the van. As soon as I got back out there my face was bright red again from the sight before my eyes.
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End of chapter one
To be continued...Authors note:
This is my first fanfic about the DSMP and on Wattpad. So sorry if it's cringy. I want it to be wholesome and fluffy with some light smut. Also I am not writing this to make anyone uncomfortable and if you are not ok with some or any of the ships in this I recommend that you read something else instead of leaving hateful comments. I am writing this because it helps me with my mental state and I would love feedback on my writing and tips to make it better.
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