Impossible love (dreamxgeorgenotfound)

Chapter 7 - It cant be

Warning for homophobic things? ..

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Clay stood outside room 65B. Preparing himself to meet George for the first time in his life. His heart was pounding hardly in his chest, even harder now than when he held Diana against the wall. Though he was really nervous and shaky from before. Who wouldn't be after threatening someone, to end them.

Clay really was here. His whole body made sure to remind him about that. Outside, the boy he has feelings for. That he didn't even know about, until about two weeks ago. The boy who.. made something hard. It felt weird ofcourse, loving your bestfriend.

Being turned on by your best friend.

I dont even know if im gay, or bi. I have never felt this way about a dude before.. Maybe I dont like like him? I might be just confused, Since I've been single for quite some time now. And missed human contact and attention.

Sadly his thoughts trembled off to the dark places they go sometimes. That being gay is wrong, right? He just cant be. Something is cleary not adding up here.

Clay's hand moved towards the doorhandle, intensely shaking.When he touched the cold metal he got shivers all over his body.

C'mon just open the fcking door you pussy

He decided to just stop giving a fuck about his feelings for a moment, and quickly pressed the doorhandle down.

Where the fuck is Clay? It doesn't take this much time going up a few stairs

'Squeak'

..

The door slowly slid open, and there the tall man stood. George couldn't notice how shaky he was, because his eyes was already locked on something else.

His face

George wasn't mentally prepared to see his face, because his reaction weirded him out

Damn he's.... hot?.. that messy blonde hair.. his eyes, his nose, his jawline, his.... lips. They look soo..

Whot the fuck am i thinking?

While george spaced away staring at Clays face, Clay himself managed to get his confidence back. To be the playful and teasing boy he always was. Because he needed to be, he needs to be as usual. If George notices him being weird everything will be fucked.

"Am i that ugly lol" Clay said wheezing, and closing the door behind him. "Hmhhh.., W..what?? Noo! Sorry idiot, that you never showed me your face before" George said defensely, feeling a bit ashamed of himself.

There the guilt came back, stabbing his gut.

Why would i think that, about my bestfriend? I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND. She's perfect.

Clay noticed that George suddenly felt off.
"Is something wrong?.." he said worringly.
"Noooo!! Come over here RIGHT NOW and give me a hug!!" Flew out of Georges mouth, without hesitation.

It's not weird wanting a hug from your bestfriend right?

George started to sweat. These feelings and thoughts killed him. The guilt, killed him. But he shook it off, he needs to enjoy the time he has with Clay.

Clay gave him a wide soft smile in return, and went over to the right side of Georges hospital bed. George stood up and met him, and the bestfriends fell into a hug. "Damn Clay, you actually are really damn tall" George muffled into Clay's chest.
"Or maybe you're just a midget" Clay took this as a chance to tease George. Like always.
"Idiot" was everything George had to say.

They let go off the hug and George went back to the bed."so, how are you feeling?" Clay asked while he dragged a chair over to Georges bed and sat down.
"Im actually quite good, the doctors are really impressed over how fast i recovered, i might actually go home tomorrow!" He answered all excited. "But, ofcourse my head still hurts a little but it's fine! Im so clumsy." George giggled.

But Clay didn't react the same way.

Poor George... he doesn't even know the truth. But am i the one that should tell him? It would break his heart.

"Ooh... right. What happened?" Clay said and frowned."Diana said that she heard a big 'baaaannggg!' And then went out to the living room where she found me laying on the floor with a badly hurt head" George answered, still happy.
"So you dont remember anything?..." Clay asked, getting more and more upset by thinking about the truth.

George thought for a second.

Should I tell him about the Diana screaming thing?.. Eh, nah. It might have been a dream so I shouldn't worry him.

"Uhh... no. I dont. I wish i did though! Because how could I just fall and hit my head this bad?" George said. Now being a slight bit more serious.

Yeah... right. How could that happen, George?

"Yeah it sounds really weird" Clay said while yawning, he started to get really tired. It was late afterall. George noticed this, and started to wonder where Clay was going to sleep."Where are you going to sleep?.." George asked confused.
"Uhh.. z..z.. w..wat?" Clay had fallen asleep while George was thinking.

George let him sleep, on the chair he brought to the bed. He was already sleeping deeply, with a few soft snores leaving him. George now sat up in his bed, staring at Clay. Now he had the chance to really look at him closely. Was that weird? To watch your friend sleep?..

He looks so peaceful and cute....Unlike when hes awake. His lips looks so soft. And.. ?

George just now noticed Clays gray sweatpants. They didn't do him good, that's for sure. It showed his bulge clearly. George couldn't stop staring at it..

Daaaamn.. Clay. Why do you make me feel so weird?.. what the fuck is wrong with me? I shouldn't be looking at him while hes asleep, especially not THERE..

His thoughts started to tremble off into weird weird directions. Thougts about is best friend, next to him, without those gray pants on.

"Oh my good.. please. Why am I feeling like this!?"

Diana is his girlfriend! Why didn't she make him feel these weird things? The butterflies in his stomach, and that pleasant feeling deep down in his gut by only needing to see them. Georges mind and feelings didn't do him any good..
The guilt came back. Faster and stronger than ever before.

Am I feeling guilty because this is wrong to Diana, or am I feeling guilty for myself because I cant accept the fact that I might be.. gay?, bi?..

"For fuck sake Im NOT GAY!! Stop making me even considering it, dumb idiot body. JUST STOP!!"

George was really upset. It's wrong to be gay, wrong to watch your bestfriend sleep, and wrong to have fantasies about him.

"I wish..., you was.." Clay mumbled back.

Fuck
fuck
fuck

If Clay heard him say that, everything would be over. Clay would never accept George if he was into boys. He wouldn't right? Everyone think that's disgusting!! But eventually Clays breathing started to sound heavy and even again. He just talked in his sleep.

DAMN CLAY WHY'D U SCARE ME LIKE THAT??

But he did answer.. his exclaims. Did he just say something random while dreaming.. or did he answer with the truth unknowingly?

Did this turn out weird? I feel like it. I dont know though:(

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