Worlds Collide: Multiverse of Y/N

Chapter 8 • Accept (LB)

❥Warning:
Includes strong language and blood.

-Y/N's POV (London Boy)-
Once Clay and I made it to his house, we walked in through the front door to see George and Nick staring at us. Both of their eyes widened.

GEORGE:
"You're back—"

NICK:
"She couldn't resist me." He joked, making George scoff.

GEORGE:
"What's she doing here?" His eyebrows squished together.

CLAY:
"She explained to me everything and, I believe her now about the timeline thing."

Y/N:
"Do you guys believe me too...?" I asked nervously.

GEORGE:
"I always did." He smiled at me, making me smile back with a blush.

NICK:
"Same. That's such a cool concept. Wait—if you've lived through this timeline before, what color is my underwear?" He grinned while crossing his arms.

George and I cringed at the same time.

Y/N:
"I don't know, you and I don't end up together."

NICK:
"Dammit—" He whispered under his breath while looking away, making me roll my eyes with another smile.

Y/N:
"Alright look, the first time around, you all accepted the risk of helping me...do you accept the risk again?" I glanced at everyone around the room.

The 3 of them exchanged glances and slowly, their lips curl up.

NICK:
"I accept. This could be fun." He smiled.

GEORGE:
"I accept too, but I'd be wary of him." He pointed to Nick, "He has a habit of being a dumbass."

NICK:
"I'm not a dumbass when I fuck your mom, bitch." He joked, making George shove his shoulder.

I turned around and met Clay's eyes.

Y/N:
"Do you accept the risk too...?" I asked nervously.

Clay bit his lip while thinking, then he looked up at George, and met my eyes shortly with a nod.

CLAY:
"I'll do it for him..."

My lips curled up.

CLAY:
"As long as nothing too bad happens to us...as long as George is safe and okay just like the first timeline."

I nodded hesitantly then turned around.

Y/N:
"Alright, first plan of action. We're going to train because no offense, but you guys have noodle arms." I stepped into the middle of the room.

NICK:
"Noodle arms?? Do you see these muscles?" He flexed his biceps.

Y/N:
"No, that's why we didn't end up together." I joked, making him scoff.

George chuckled at my joke, while Clay smiled.

•••••

Over the next 3 hours, the 4 of us trained. I showed them all of my moves, and they replicated them. We even spared with each other a little bit as practice for reflexes.

After we were finished, we decided to go out to get some lunch to pay off for our hard work.

Clay drove us to his favorite restaurant.

When we got out of the car, we were greeted by the hostess in front of the building. Once she walked us to our booth, George and I took a seat next to each other.

Under the table, the sides of our legs were touching, and I couldn't help but want more from him, but I couldn't. Just because we were friends now, didn't mean we were going to be anything again.