Flower boy

19. Comfort

George's POV:

"Clay? Is that you?", my voice broke when I was talking but I didn't care. All I cared about right now was if that strange person was Clay or not.

"George?", he saw me. It didn't take long before he had ran up and hugged me. "Hey are you okay?", he asked me.

"Well no not really ", I started explaining what happened and i felt his grip tightening around me.

"I'm gonna fucking kill her, but are you okay?", I heard the worry in his voice. "Maybe a little shook up but otherwise I'm alright", I assured him. We both sat down again and looked out.

It was a beautiful night. The stars were shining an the moon was high in the sky. Shining moonlight on both me and Clay.

I leaned on Clays shoulder and he wrapped his arm around me. It was peaceful.

Slowly I felt Clay placing small kisses on my neck. Small kisses covering my neck. The kissed tickling my neck and feeling the laughter bubble up inside me.

"Clay, that tickles", I giggled. That's when he started peppering my whole face with kisses making me laugh more. Him making small 'mwah' sound after every kiss.

"Shall we go home?", he then asked me. I nodded. I really wanted to go home.

"But we can't head home to me because I don't think my parents will appreciate me coming home so early", I explained. He helped me up and we started walking.

"But wait how are we gonna get we home? It's way to far to walk", asked him. He laughed "you think I got here by walking? We're taking my bike", he said.

I hopped on the back and he started pedaling. The night breeze stroked against my hair, inhaling the quite night air.

After quite a while of biking we came to his house. "We gotta be quiet, I think my mom and sister are sleeping", he said and creaked open the door to the quiet house.

"And may you explain where you have been all night?", the lights flicked on and I saw his mom leaning against the kitchen counter.

"It's a long story", Clay tried to get away with it.  "Well I have nothing but time and I'd love to see what you have to say for yourself.", she said and sat down on the couch.

Clay and I sat down next to her and she was a little surprised that I was with him "It's my fault Clay is in this situation, so we'll explain together", I explained to her. She gave me a quick nod and we began explaining.

We told her everything. How my parents had said that Clay couldn't come and what had happened on the ball. Clay told her about the plan he had to go to the ball anyways.

They kept talking but I don't remember much. I had rested my head on his shoulder and slowly drifted to sleep.

Clays POV:

I felt someone leaning onto my shoulder. Turning my gaze I saw a very peacefully sleeping George. I felt a smile creeping up my face.

"You really like him don't you?", my mom said. I sighed. "Is it really that obvious?", I gently stroked George's hair and took it out of his face.

She nodded. "You can see it in the way you look at each other", she gave me a smile. "Are you guys together yet?", she asked me. I nodded. "Yeah we have been for a few weeks, but I just didn't find the right time to tell you. But yes he is my boyfriend", I explained

That's when a door in the ceiling opened and down came Drista "I KNEW IT! WOAH-", she fell down. "Oh my goodness Drista are you okay?", my mom rushed up to check on her.

George woke up and looked drowsy. "You can go back to sleep", I cooed as he leaned on my shoulder again and 5 seconds later he was fast asleep again.

"Drista what on earth where you doing up there", I looked at her. "I was fulfilling my plan to make you admit you are George are a couple, but now that you done it yourself I don't need my plan anymore", she smiled a pleased smile.

I sighed. My sister always had the most insane ideas. Her plans where absolutely insane but they were very creative, I can give her that.

Then an idea suddenly popped into my head.

"Wait what if, one of your plans can actually help us?", I said and looked at the others. They seemed pretty confused so I explained how I was thinking.

"Well George is getting married to some random girl against his will, since his parents seem quite homophobic, they would never let him marry me. But what if one of Dristas plans can actually help George in this situation?"

Drista was 100% on board on that plan. My mother tough was a little more skeptical. "But if that's gonna work we'll need a lot more people than us 4, where are we gonna find those", she expressed her concern.

"I think I know some people willing to help ", if this plan really worked. It would help George so much, and he wouldn't have to cheat on his wife to be with me.

I felt an arm wrap around me. I had totally forgotten George was asleep on my shoulder.

"I think I have to get us both to bed", I said while picking up George bridal style.

Somehow I managed to climb up to my loft without falling and I gently placed him down. I was so tired I didn't even bother changing out of my dress.

Then I saw George moving in his sleep and mumbling something. "Leave me alone..stop touching..me", he said with a worried look on his face.

I stroked his arm and that's when he shot up wide awake. "Don't touch me!", he said loudly. "George it's just me", I said calmly. It looked like he relaxed a bit.

"Sorry, bad dream", he sighed. "Well now im here, don't worry", I hugged him and rocked him back and fourth.

Both of us laid down to sleep and I still had my arms around him.

"Goodnight George"

"Goodnight Clay"

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Clay came to save the day! Or the ball at least.

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