Stabs At The Heart || ONGOING || Dnf

{Chapter 17} Hospitality

Only an idiot would stay at their bully's house. So call me an idiot.

While walking to Clays house with him I was having a lot of second thoughts, as expected. I had to keep reminding myself why I was doing this, it was all out of curiosity.

Besides this wouldn't be the first time I've been to his house. Except this time we didn't make a deal. All I had to do was keep my guard up.

We approached his mansion and he opened the front door. As I walked in I remembered the familiar scent from when I was first here. There was a strong fragrance that smelled like expensive perfume.

Clay seemed to notice me smelling the place and said, "Don't mind the smell, my mom likes to spray that stuff around the house. I fucking hate it though, too much of it gives me a headache."

"My house smells like lavender from the candles I light," I said while walking up the grand staircase.

"Your house sounds like a comfortable place," he said to me. Then under his breath he mumbled, "but honestly any place you're at is comfortable."

"What?" I asked sternly.

"Nothing. C'mon my room is this way," Clay said while stomping away.

I decided to ignore what he said and follow him to his room. It looked the same, clean and organized.

I was getting flashbacks to the last time I was here. Clay then walked over to change in his closet, everything seemed to be happening all over again.

While he was changing, I awkwardly stood there looking around. Should I sit on his bed? No, what if I get on my phone and try to look busy?

"Oh sorry for being such a horrible host. Do you want some food or a change of clothes?" Clay said as he walked out of his closet.

"Maybe a change of clothes for later."

He smiled and said, "Of course." Then walked over to his closet again. He handed me a black Spiderman tshirt and some grey pajama pants. I smiled at the shirt while holding it in my hands.

"Do you wanna do anything? Watch a movie maybe?" Clay then said. I agreed and we headed over to his living room. Once Clay was done getting all the snacks and drinks the hard part came, what movie to watch.

It surprisingly didn't take us that long to decide on a movie because we were both in the mood for a good romcom. In the end we settled on the movie Chocolat. We both had never seen the movie and apparently Clays aunt recommended it to him.

The movie was really good so far. I looked over and Clay seemed to be intrigued. I never would've thought of him to be the type of person to like romances.

I was enjoying the movie when all of a sudden Clay was reaching over me. My body froze as he leaned closer and closer to me. He then grabbed a blanket that was next to me and spread it out over himself.

"Do you wanna share the blanket? You look cold," he said.

"Yeah sure," I said without thinking. He tossed half the blanket over me and we continued with the movie. For some reason doing this made me extremely nervous. I stayed frozen because I was afraid of making one wrong move.

"Is it not helping? You look like you're freezing," he pointed out. He moved his body closer to mine and said, "Stay close to me, your body will get warmer." I felt myself get a weird feeling in my stomach like butterflies?

For the rest of the movie, we layed there cuddled up next to each other. After a while I got more comfortable and started to concentrate on the movie more.

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I didn't remember passing out but apparently I did because I woke up on Clays lap on the couch. He was looking at the ceiling and appeared to be zoning out.

"Clay?" I asked, making sure he was awake.

"Hm?" he said looking down at me.

For some reason I felt my heart throb. I was extremely comfortable and didn't wanna move a muscle. Everything just seemed perfect to me.

We stayed like this for a good 20 minutes. That was until he ran his hand through my hair and said, "George we have to go to my room before my mom gets home."

I kept my eyes closed tightly and just adjusted my body closer to his. I heard him chuckle at the action.

"Fine," he said, then I felt arms pick up my body. Clay carried me upstairs to his room and gently placed me on his bed.

He put me under the sheets and got into the bed himself. I was held tightly by him and slowly felt myself drift into the beautiful land of my dreams.