I make my way to the bathroom and see that I have a mark on my arm and it feels really sore.
"Hey clay? You good?" George asks me.
"No not really.." I say.
"Why not?" He asks me.
"Well first off my arm hurts, second I'm nervous and third um I can't say!" I tell him.
The third one was in really nervous because George has been my friend for ages and I really like him as in more than a friend but he doesn't like me back. I mean he called me cute but he's probably not even gay.
"Ok let's sort this out together." He said.
He took a wet tissue and dabbed it and kept hold of it on my saw and then asked me a question.
"What are you worried about!" He asks.
"Well um I feel like people aren't gonna except what I look like. " I told him holding back my tears.
"What? Of course they will accept you." He said
"Hey look I'm gay do I care what people say? no! Should you? No!" He tells me
"YOUR WHAT?" I ask
"Oh I'm gay I like boys!"
I suddenly get butterflies in my stomach. He likes boy? So do I!
"Same I'm gay too!" I tell him.
He suddenly turns red. And it makes me too. He's so cute when he's blushing. God this boy.
George's pov
OH SHOOT I JUST CAME IUT TO MY BEST FRIEND.
"Same I'm gay too!" He tells me.
What? HOLD ON HE LIKES BOY? Wait ? OMG THE BOY I REALLY REALLY LIKE LIKES BOYS? I can already feel my cheeks burn. I really like clay I would possibly even say I love him. I've been wanting to tell him for ages that's why when ever he asks me to tell him I love him I don't. I'm scared it would have been true.
Dreams pov
"So what's your third one?" He asks me.
"Umm well it's just." I say.
I can't concentrate with him stood there. GAAAH I JUST WANT TO KISS HIM UGH. Should I? Maybe I should give him a small kiss. I find myself moving my head towards him. Him moving him to wards mine. Our lips about to touch and he tilts his head. I wait a moment and look into his eyes.
