George POV
once clay leaves i go to my room, just laying on the bed. it still smells like him. i almost told him, almost but i couldn't ruin what we had. i keep thinking allowing my mind to ruin wild when i hear my phone go off
*buzz*
"just checking up on you, u good?" obviously it's clay, i smile knowing he really cares about me.
"yeah im good, im going to sleep soon. if i don't respond then goodnight love you <3" i send, putting my phone down and shutting my eyes to fall into a deep sleep.
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the car ride felt awkward to school, kind of tense like words were meant to be said but no conversation started. once we get to school i excuse myself to class, not wanting to be around clay right now. he seemed hurt by my exit but im more concerned on myself right now. plus he'll see me in a little since we do have class together all day, hoping it won't be awkward anymore.
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"what's up with you george?" clay says once he sits down in first period
"nothing im fine" i keep my eyes facing the board, not wanting him to see the lie behind my eyes.
"your obviously not fine george you've been weird since the car ride this morning, just talk to me" he says as he's frowning
"i can't i'm sorry" i stand up grabbing all my stuff and leaving the classroom. i rush outside, and i can hear clay calling me from the hallway.
"george! george stop! talk to me." he keeps repeating the more i keep rushing. he soon catches up and stops me making me face him.
"what is your problem? what's wrong?" he says, gripping my shoulders harshly.
"i.. nothing i'm fine i just needed a breather please" i try moving him away, he doesn't unleash his grip.
"is this about last night? george who has you paranoid like this? tell me." clays eyes are pleading with answers from me
"i.." i sigh and push myself forward, in a split second our lips are touching in the middle of the school hallway. i quickly release myself and just stare at him in absolute shock.
"im so sorry i have to.." i back away from him and start walking away until i get pulled back into another kiss, this one more passionate and sweet. he pulls away
"it's me isn't it?" he looks at me with a small smile, hand still on my cheek
"yes, it was always you" i respond, while he stares at me with a adoring expression on his face. he pulls me in for another kiss, separating for a second to say
"cute" then pulling us back.
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