Flower boy

25. Drunk

Third person POV:

After the whole dancing thing George and Clay connected their lips again. Before joining the others, Drista and Clays mom stayed for a while before going home.

"Yeah Drista is quite tired as you see", she laughed a lighthearted laugh. "Im..not tireeed", Drista yawned. Clays mother sighed and picked her up.

They waved their goodbyes to them before seeing Sapnap and Karl giggling at something. "What so funny?", The brunett asked.

Karl and Sapnap being extremely drunk you could expect any form of answer or no answer at all. "Sapnap, you can't drink more", Karl tried grabbing the champagne glass in his hand.

"Noooooo", Sapnap giggled pulling it away from him. Before he could notice George had snatched the glass out of his hand and drank it in one sip.

"This is really good actually", He stated looking at the glass. Clay shrugged "well let's go get more", he pulled George inside to find the champagne.

"Okay, a glass or two wouldn't hurt would it?"

-a few glasses of champagne later-

Clay hung around the Brit's neck letting out a drunk giggle. "Get off meEeEee", Georges words where slurred as he laughed.

Dragging their asses out to Karl and Sapnap again. Who were standing pressed up against the wall making out. So instead they went and sat down.

Or they tried to sit down, but Clay was so drunk he missed the chair and fell to the floor. He let out a loud wheeze.

It didn't take long before he grabbed George's hand and pulled him down on the floor with him. He laughed even louder now.

"How dAarE yOuu", the brunette laughed, then basically laughing until they cried. George turned to Clay who cupped his face and pressed his lips against his. He tasted like alcohol as his tongue swept against George's lips.

Breaking the kiss they somehow managed to get off the floor. "Le's *hic* go homEE", the Brit said which for some reason made Clay sing 'sweet home Alabama' really loudly

"SWHeEeT 'oME aLabAMA", he almost yelled wobbling forward lots of confused people stared at him but they noticed quite quickly that he was quite drunk.

(Also no just bc he's singing that song NO ONE IN THIS BOOK WHO ARE DATING ARE RELATED IN ANY WAY)

His boyfriend tried shushing him but he just started laughing again.

But somehow they manged to drag themselves home trough the forest to the house. Having no idea what time it was but it seemed to be at least 2 AM.

Trying to open the door as quietly as possible Clay accidentally fell onto the door landing face first on the floor. "I 'ant get oUp", he whined. George simply just grabbed his leg and dragged him across the floor.

Dragging him up the ladder the both of them  finally collapsed onto his bed. "Good night, I looooooveeee youuuuuu", Clay kissed George's cheek.

"I love you too", George kissing him back. Before they both fell asleep.

- The next morning -

Clay's POV:

Waking up, the first thing I noticed was the horrific headache I had. Also that I was feeling extremely ill.

I ran down the ladder getting to the bathroom just in time before I threw up. Sweat dripping down my forehead I ran my fingers trough my hair.

God what happened last night?

Oh right, me and George got our hands on the champagne. Then we "accidentally" drank a few glasses too many.

I hear footsteps behind me seeing George standing in the doorway. "Oh god Clay are you okay?", he sat down next to me. "Yeah I'm fine now, my head hurts like hell though", I said.

"Tell me about it" he groaned. Helping me up from the bathroom floor I managed to maintain my balance. He helped me clean myself up before we went to get some painkillers and water.

Getting the pills from the cabinet we both downed two each. Hoping the headache would go away.

"Good morning", Clays mother yawned. "Morning", i took another sip from my water.

Drista came out of our room. "It is the first day of summer break!", she said with an incredible amount of enthusiasm all of us were lacking at the moment.

Clay placed down his cup of water. "So what are you up too today?", he asked Drista who was looking for something to eat. "I'm not sure, maybe I'll take patches on an adventure", patches our cat was Dristas absolute best friend. She always took patches with her when she had the chance.

"Hello patches! I'm taking you on an adventure today, how dose that sound?", she picked patches up and held the cat in front of her.

Patches just meowed in response. "Im taking that as a yes", she put no patches on her shoulder and walked to her room to change out of her pajamas.

Most days Drista would go on adventures, usually taking patches with her. We didn't really know where she went because every time we asked she just said "no where special really" refusing to tell anymore. But as long as she came back every evening before dinner we didn't worry too much.

Not too long after she went to get changed she came out in a parir of shorts and a t shirt. With her backpack strapped on her back, patches sitting in it and her hat on her head she scurried out the door.

"See you guys!" She yelled and ran out the door. "Stay safe Drista!", my mom yelled back. She had coffee in her hand a took a sip. "So what are you boys up to today?", she asked us.

"Nothing much, we'll probably take it easy today", I said, which sounded good to me. Doing nothing with George was actually one of my favorite thing to do.

"But what about tomorrow? Should we do something all together then?", my mom asked.
"Sure we can figure it out tomorrow tough ", George said.

"Alright, sounds good to me", my mom walked into another room.

The rest of the day me and George basically did nothing. We talked, laughed, made out, boring couple things really.

But that's fine with us.

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WOOO NEW CHAPTERRR, sorry I've been inactive lately it's just been a lot going on.

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