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xlii. clay jensen

clay jensen, for shawnspoutine 

"clay! where are we going?" i asked clay. our hands were clasped together and clay was leading me to somewhere.

"it's a secret, izzy," he said quietly.

i rolled my eyes and let him lead me to wherever it was he was taking me.

"we're here." clay said.

we were at... the beach. it was secluded, the only sound i could hear was the sound of the waves crashing.

"the beach, dude i love the beach!" i exclaimed happily, jumping up and down causing my glasses to slip off my face and fall onto the sand.

clay bent down and picked up the glasses, then gently placed them back onto my face, planting a kiss on my lips right after.

"i'm so sorry," he gasped, covering his mouth with shock.

"it's okay, clay, o-o-o-o-o-oclay!" i giggled, "lamborghini mercy!" i screamed out loud.

clay didn't catch what i was doing so i stopped.

"it's a song, but i said your name," i smiled awkwardly.

"ohh... oclay?" he chuckled nervously.

i took his hand and lead him to the water, i stopped and rolled up my pants before allowing myself to step into the cold water.

i looked back at clay who was right behind me but was trying his hardest to not get his clothes wet.

i continued to walk but stopped when i felt water droplets on my back and a loud splash.

i turned back and clay was completely in the water, trying to get up, and when he was finally standing he was dripping wet.

"aww clay!" i giggled, running up to him, and if you've ever tried to run in water you'd know what happens next.

i was now soaked.

clay was laughing his head off at me.

"shut up clay," i tried to sound annoyed, but i was laughing.

clay helped me up and held my hand while walking me back to the beach, he then laid down on the sand, i laid down next to him.

"you're so beautiful, isabella," he said quietly, his eyes on the sky.

"i'm what now?"

"beautiful."

"say that again?"

"beautiful."

"i can't hear you clay!"

"beautiful."

"why are you so quiet?"

"you're so beautiful!" he shouted, "can you hear me? you're so fucking beautiful!" he was still shouting.

i smiiled to myself and laid my arm on his chest and snuggled into his side.

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whoops, i must have fallen asleep because i woke up in clay's bed.

"you're up," clay said, he was sitting a chair.

"no shit sherlock," i muttered, "wait, have you been sleeping?" i asked him, he nodded, "in that chair?" i asked, he nodded, "why? this is your bed!"

"yeah but you're the guest," he smiled.

"yeah but... i don't care! get in here!" i made room for him on the bed.

"are you sure?" he asked nervously, i nodded and clay slowly made his way onto the bed.

i faced him and snuggled into his chest, his arm was wrapped around me.

"i appreciate you so much isabella, i want you to know that," clay whispered.

i smiled up at him.

"i appreciate you too."

"and i love you," he told me. (danny danny danny danny danny danny danny pope pope pope pope pope danny pope danny danny pope popoep poepoe)

"i love you too clay."

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a/n

i hate this so much, ahh i suck at writing i apologise and i'm attracted to jughead's dad, i love skeet and i love billy i love billy loomis oh god

sincerely yours, liz