life

made for me

"But why didn't you call me to come with you?" Clay asks and I can tell that he's a little pissed "I only came to thank you, please don't make a scene out of it." I calmly say.

"I thought that I was supposed to be with you, I wanted to be with you." he says and a sudden cold rushes over my body.

"Is the voice in your head saying something?" I ask "that's not the theme." he angrily looks at me.

"Clay I didn't need you there." I say getting slightly louder "I'm not talking about you needing me!" he yells.

"I wanted to go trough that with you." he calms down again. "I'm mad because you didn't tell me until now, that you didn't take me with you-"

"I didn't have to take you with me!" I say as I look at the ground "it was my decision and I didn't want you there." I look back up.

I watch how his eyes wide and the gaze in his eyes change from angry to hurt.

"You should have said that sooner.." clay mumbles "you wasted my time for nothing."

He passes me and was about to open the door.

"You were busy." I quickly say which made him stop "you said that you were meeting someone."

"You still haven't notice that I would leave everything and everyone just to be with you?" he looks at me.

I stay quiet.

"Don't text me." he says before slamming the door close.

huh.
did he really just leave?

I quickly open the door, from my room, and see that he's about to leave from the front door.

"You were with a girl!" I shout at him "George, I was helping her in a subject!" he shouts back "you should've told me!"

"you should've told me too! About the police and David, but you didn't!" he yells "I'm sorry!" I yell.

"I was mad and didn't know what to do.. I thought she was special." I mumble "I've been trying to get to you for ages and you still think someone else is special to me?!"

"don't leave." I stare into his eyes "none is home we can do what we want-" I grab his hand.

"I don't want to do anything than be with you- don't you get it!" he slaps my hand away "than be with me!" I yell.

"Follow me like a stalker and I'll follow you!
Kiss me like a crazy creep and I'll kiss you!
Annoy me as much as you want and I'll annoy you!"

"I can't do that if you're not ready to talk to me about everything." Clay answers "I am ready, more than ready!"

He stares into my eyes.

If he leaves now.. if he walks out of that door.. what will happen? Am I going to lose him forever? Is it just a small fight?

I can't let him leave, it's too risky.

"Don't leave me." I whisper "I'm not leaving you George." He sigh's. I take his other hand, which was on the door handle, and hold it.

I stare into his eyes.

"I love you." I say.

"Do you?" he asks "more than anything clay." I mumble "more than drugs." I say which made him giggle.

"More than myself. I love you more than my own heart, I would risk my life just to love you. I can not live without you, I need you in my life without a break Clay." I breath out.

"I should've recorded that." Clay laughs before putting his lips on mine.

I grab his hand tighter as I lean into the kiss.
My butterflies break out of my stomach as I feel his lips melting into mine.

His lips tastes better than anything else I ever tasted in my mouth. His smell is hot and sweet at the same time.

Clay is made for me.

I carefully end the kiss as I remember what clay is going through. 

"Are the voices still there?" I ask "right now? no, nothing." he tells me. "You've to see a therapist for that-" I say "mine is really good. I don't know if he takes patients with your problem but we could try."

"Nah, it'll leave after a few months."

"Than it comes back, doesn't it?"

"See a therapist for me, okay?" I tilt my head "only if you become my lover." he winks as he pulls me closer "good way to ask me." I laugh.

"Soo?" he raises an eyebrow "yes. I become your lover." I smile.

He kisses my jawline.

"That's good." he whispers "do your parents know that you like guys?" he kisses my neck "yeah-" I nod as grab myself into Clay.

"do yours?" I ask back "yes, they know about you." he hugs me "There's nothing stopping us George."

"Now it's just you and me." he smiles down before he lays his lips on mine again.

Clay POV

"you know I won't leave you, even if you get therapy for that." a laugh comes out "you can't even kiss."

I break the kiss and look at his eyes.

"Anyone could have him. He's getting pretty ain't he?"

"Is everything alright?" George cutely tilts his head "kinda." I smile down to him "are the voices bothering you?" he asks.

"Now tell me how you knew." I hug him as I lay my head on his shoulder. His hand hiked up to the back of my head and his lips get near my ear.

"I know you clay, that's the thing." he whispers "I can't help you and it's hurting me but every time you tell me what they're telling you.. I feel light."

"Light?" I look into his eyes "I feel the trust you have for me." he sweetly giggles.
"How can you be so pretty?" I kiss his cheek "well I'm getting healthier." he laughs.

"That's not it. I always thought you're pretty." I tell him "don't lie, I don't like it. It doesn't hurt me, I know I was ugly back then." George says.

"You weren't ugly George. You were sick, that doesn't make you ugly. You still have the same eyes just with more shine, the same smile just realer, the same heart just that it's only mine now." I tell him.

"I don't know how I deserved you." I hear George whispering while he looks at the ground "you deserve more than just me and I'll give it to you." I make him look at me and see his glassy eyes.

"Why are you crying?" I laugh as I pull him into a hug "My life was at the cliff, I was about to fall. You're the only one who didn't give up on me.. right before the cliff broke you pulled me into your arms and I suddenly was in a cloud."

I feel my heart beating faster than I ever could imagine.

"Your heart is beating really loud, Clay." George laughs "I'm happy.. I love you so much." I kiss his forehead.

End
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