Sadly ever after Dnf AU

First words

But theres so much you don't know about him.

Clay sits there wondering what the mystery is. He looks over at George and sees him hiding in his hoodie. Why is he hiding his wrists? Clay wonders to himself.

George looks at you and for the VERY first time. He speaks back to you.

"Hi."

He speaks!  Clay almost screamed. Did I hear that right?  He looked at George who was trying not to look at him. I made a friend! Oh my gosh, I made a friend!  Clay thought.

George smiles a bit seeing the shock on Dreams face.

Clay could not stop his smile, this was just too much! "You really can speak." Clay spoke softly. Am I dreaming or is this actually happening?  "Did you just say hi?!" He asked.

I giggle a bit.

Clay felt his heart jumping out of his chest. This has to be a dream! This feels too good to be true He thought. I wonder how he sounds. "Wait, say something else! Pleaseeee," he begged for him to say something more.

"...."

Of course, why did I think anything else was going to happen? Clay thought disappointed at himself. Stupid. He spoke for the first time and now he won't do it again.

He then speaks. You finally hear the sound of his voice in a full sentence. The British accent he was scared to use. You hear it all.

"I don't really like the name 'Clay', can I just call you Dream?"

OMG!! George is speaking to me!!! He called me by my name! I can't believe this! He even has a beautiful British accent that I am in love with! His voice is just  so amazing. Clay really isn't too bad of a name though, but ok, I'll allow it. Clay thought. "You can call me whatever you want," he replied. "But could I hear your name one more time?" He asked.

"My name is George, you know that"

He is so cute!  "Right, my bad, silly me" How stupid am I?  Clay asked himself. "That's a cool name. Does being called George give you anxiety?" He asked.

"No"

"Oh, so you just don't like your voice?" Clay asked with a chuckle. "I'm in love with it, and it's really cute. No need to be ashamed!" Clay said, slightly turning red as he said that last part. Wait, why did I say that?  He thought.

"Wait what" George laughs a bit

Oh crap. Did that seriously come out of my mouth? Clay asked himself in panic. "Uh... nothing! I just...." How do I save this situation? I think I really like George. "I... umm...." Crap this is awkward.

Time skip to a few days later. George now finally talks back to you, but you realize hes not open wih you about his personal life, at. all.

Clay walks into the class, and sits down next to George, like usual. He was really happy that they finally got to that point where George spoke back. "Hey there," Clay said softly. They were still not very close, but at least George spoke!

Suddenly, a thought crossed Clay's mind...

You know, it's weird that George has never said anything about himself! His personal life! His past...

"Hi"

I know nothing about him. Like literally nothing. Clay thought to himself. "So... you never really told me much about yourself..." Clay's voice was so soft, and yet awkward.

"Uhh... yeah"

He has to have a history, right? Clay thought as he decided to try and dig a bit deeper. "How about... where are you from?" Clay asked, hoping for a more open answer.

"London.."

Okay... Clay thought. So far he has only given me one word answers, but it's at least something. "Really?" He asked. "Why did you move to America?" Clay asked.

".. i don't wanna say"

This is so frustrating. Clay thought as he looked at George. He doesn't tell me anything about himself. It's like he is trying not to. "Please?" Clay asked softly.

"no"

Come on! Why is he so secretive? Clay thought. But I'm so curious!  "Come on, you gotta tell me something!" Clay pleaded almost like a child.

"its very personal, so no"

He's right, I don't know why I asked. But I'm still so curious. "Okay, you don't have to tell me if you don't want too." So maybe he has bad experiences or something?

But then Clay started questioning himself.

What if it's just because he doesn't trust me, yet? But I want to get closer. What do I do?

George continues to stay to himself.