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୧ *·˚ it hadn't been dream's ─ 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘺'𝘴 ─ intention to fall in love with the British youtuber. he had simply thought of the meet up to be a simple hang out between frie...
-ˋˏhello hello!! welcome baccko to chapter six! I'm sorry,, I have been a bit busy lately.
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𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙙 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣'𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙬.
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it was irritating. no, they were irritating. william had been sitting for hours just to plan this day, and honestly, he didn't even think he'd come this far. when he had asked Thomas to ask clay on a 'date' he had expected clay to just laugh it off and say 'yes' for the fans, but clay had actually booked a plane ticket and gone to England, brighton. now here they were, sitting inside of a pizza hut in brighton.
the group had taken up the space of one table, surprisingly. on one side of the table sat george and clay, opposite of them sat william and Thomas, and last but not least zak, who had dragged a chair over and taken a seat on the side of the table. in front of them laid not one, not two, but three pizzas. they had all decided it would've been a good idea if they all shared their food, not drinks but food.
william had planned this day out for it to fit him and clay, mostly them alone. he had been prepared with george coming along, since william was actually the one who invited george. he knew how much clay meant to george, he also knew that neither of the brits had seen clay's real face. he had asked clay if it would he okay if george came too, and clay had excitedly said 'of course he can come!', and this was all fine. but zak and thomas. they were walking on thin ice. thin facing ice.
zak had been flirting with clay ever since they had taken their seats at the table. he was complimenting clay on his fluffy hair, sparkling and sharp green eyes, the freckles that littered all across clay's face and even commented on clay's jawline. thomas wasnot flirting with clay, but he was constantly distracting clay, having his attention, Thomas made jokes and made clay laugh. clay had barely even looked at william ever since they had taken their seats. george had occasionally made small conversation with them all, especially william.
