Just friends.. (Dreamwastaken X Reader)

Chapter 8

Nick's POV:
I felt really bad for doing that to Clay, so I just stayed silent. I just knew he was mad at me. I played -Sofia- by Clario, and turned the music down. George's eyebrows frowned as he looked back to see Clay crying on Y/N. This was a fun night, but everything doesn't always go perfect. 2 hours later, we got home. It was 10 PM by now, and we were all tired. I asked George if he could wake them up, just incase Clay was still mad at me. I walked inside, and immediately went into my room. I sat on my bed, tearing up. I didn't want to make my best friend of 6 years mad. I was waiting until Clay went in his room and fell asleep so I could ask Y/N something. About 15 minutes later, Y/N was on the couch laying down. I quietly walked down stairs, and awkwardly went into the kitchen getting water.
"Hey Y/N...?"
"Yeah?"
"Is Clay mad at me? I truly didn't mean for him to get hurt. I didn't know he would get mad about that.."
"Oh no, he i NOT mad I can promise you that."
She got up and walked into the kitchen.
"He was crying because, he felt really bad about being rude to you. Trust me he would never be mad at you."
I hugged Y/N and went to bed.

Y/N's POV:
I woke up around 9 in the morning. I walked up stairs and sat on Clay's patio, enjoying the cold. I haven't taken his hoodie off since yesterday evening. It was so soft, and always reminded me of him hugging me. What if...I'm the reason that the whole Clay and Nick thing happened? I am I know it. I just wanted to leave at that point. Clay doesn't like me back, I'm the reason I almost ruined his and Nicks friendship, god I hate everything. I started crying, silently. Until I heard the glass door slide open.
"Y/N are you crying? What's wrong?"
It was Clay.
I covered my face, and tried to wipe my tears.
"O-oh nothing's wron-ng"
I said in a really shaky voice.
"Y/N, there is something wrong."
"Trust me there's-"
He lifted me up, and then held me. He never let go, he just stood there.
"Now tell me what's wrong."
He whispered in my ear.
I sat down, still crying.
"I feel like I have ruined this whole trip. Nobody wanted me to go here, I just came."
He stood shocked, looking a little mad.
"Y/N? You think you ruined this trip? You would never ruin anything in a million years. You're perfect."
I sat there...thinking about what he said.
"Thank you, Clay. You have really helped me this past month. Just a while ago, I had an...ex who would be so abusive towards me. He wouldn't let me go anywhere, have friends, do ANYTHING."
Slight TW here: contains abuse.
I started crying again.
"He would hit me, force me to do things...I didn't want to ever do with him."
"Don't you live with George?"
"Well, I didn't at this time. I moved in with George about a month ago, when me and my ex split up."
"What did George do to him?"
"Well we filed a case against him, and he now has a 20 year sentence."
Clay started tearing up.
He ran over to me and hugged me, never letting go yet again. He held my head and rubbed it.
"I would never do that to do."
I looked up to him and smiled, still flowing with tears.
"N-not implying the fact that-"
"I know what you mean, silly."
He held me against his chest, and rubbed my back. He grabbed my hand, and walked to his room with me.
"You can sleep on my bed, you don't need to be up this early. I can tell you're tired, Y/N."
I nodded and crawled in his bed. He put a blanket over me, and then asked,
"U-uh is it okay if I lay down with you? It's totally okay if not!"
I shook my head 'yes' and then motioned him to lay down. We laid back to back, until I turned over on my side, where I was facing him. I was half asleep so I couldn't comprehend really anything. He was fully asleep. I closed my eyes, and was about to fall asleep, until I felt two arms wrap around me, and then pull me closer, it was Clay holding me. I dug my head into his chest, like usual and fell asleep.