the day the sun dies | dnf

prologue •°. *࿐

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i locked eyes with the boy in front of me and felt a stirring inside me that i'd never experienced before.

clay, with his dripping wet blonde hair, glittering green eyes, and unique dress sense, was an enticing image of familiarity.

the boy's gaze bore into me, melting me from the inside out. as our hands intertwined, i felt a warm sensation flow through me, as if it was coursing through my veins and arteries.

it's raining, loud enough to sound like drums on the wet concrete ground, to nearly drown out the buzz of my thoughts. i can't ignore the anxiety knotting in my stomach, though, and it's hard not to fidget - tug at the sleeves of clay's huge rain jacket, brush imaginary lint from his pant leg.

"i think i might have killed him," he whispered. though the tension was still bleeding out of his spine, his face showed no sign of regret.

i swallowed, and slowly looked down while i nodded, unable to process if i was mad or thankful.

"you'll be okay, george," clay assured me. "they'll get bored of picking on you soon,"

i bit my shaking lip and nodded once again, a tear falling from my eye while i let out a soft sob. he sat down next to me, carefully put his jacket around my shaking body and wrapped his warm arms around me.

"i'm sorry," i sobbed into his warm chest, clutching onto his wet shirt to prevent him from leaving. "i'm- i need a break. i need them gone,"

he pouted, looking down at the helpless boy in his arms. but if there's one thing clay knows how to do, it's adapt to circumstance. he slowly rubbed my back, taking a long drag from the cigarette in his other hand.

"don't worry, george," he whispered, closing his eyes. "you have me now,"

a/n: short prologue i know, but don't worry, the next chapters are gonna be longer! just wanted a short intro hehe.

this one's kinda an angsty romance one ... enjoy :(

(whole story is in george's POV)