IV ;that 'feeling'

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.Craigs pov.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when Clyde left, looking back at the time just had me realizing we had school today. I groaned.

Already late on the 2nd day.

I got up and just got dressed, hitting Clyde up with a call, who which immediately answered. "Dude, we have school today. Get dressed, I'll be by your house in a few." I said and waited for his response, slipping on my shoes and tying them while waiting.

"Fuck, alright !" He responded before ending the call. It was 8:34. I left the house, kind of pissed my parents didn't wake me up.

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When I got to Clydes place, I just kind of went in cause I know this motherfucker does not lock the door. At least most of the time he doesn't.

"Clydee!!" I yelled out for him, watching as he ran down the stairs. "Yh.. Yeah?" He replied. I chuckled before grabbing onto his hand and making the way out of the house. Closing the door behind Clyde.

We had quite the walk to school, holding hands in silence. Our fingers interlocking made the best part of it, I wasn't too sure what to say during the whole thing. I'm pretty sure you could see the short tint of blush on my face.. It was just, this feeling again. That feeling was weird, the type I had with Tweek but not anymore.

God, this is genuinely so confusing. I'm confused, how the fuck is a gay guy confused on if he has a crush on some other guy or not. What the actual fuck...

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We got to school at 8:52 letting go of his hand and just.. I softly groaned. Classes already started, I made my way to my class and Clyde went to his.

School was boring. No,, it IS boring. I couldn't even focus half the time, I mean sometimes I could but most the time I was just thinking about Clyde. There's no way I'd have a chance with him, he's like.. straight as fuck. I'm pretty sure he is..

I just got school over with, the four few classes I had Clyde in was great though. Made my mood better throughout the day.

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Once school ended, Clyde and I met by. We talked for a few before Tolkien approached us, I stopped yapping.

"Hey guys." Tolkien said before adding in "Craig, could I borrow Clyde ? Yes?? Aight, thanks." I watched as Tolkien pulled Clyde along with him. I sighed, "whatever.." I muttered under my breath, the jealousy just creeping up my back.

I brushed it off and walked home alone, which is not something I was very used to, I liked hearing Clyde talking while going home. Yet this time it was just quiet.

I hated it..

And I missed Clyde .

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A/N
sometimes when I'm writing this I try so hard not to cringe tf out. 💀 Pls tell me this book is good dawg.

I'm tryna make it as adorable and wholesome as possible 🙏🏼.. IM TRYING SHDHSH GRRR

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