Skinny Love (DreamNotFound)

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TW's:
-Eating disorder
-Homophobia

It was finally time, I was sitting in the plane on my way to George. I promised George to eat one and a half sandwiches because it was a nine hour flight, but I couldn't care less. If I had to be force to eat that, but I could see George instead. I definitely would. It was difficult, but I had to. The flight was pretty chill, the seat next to me was empty so I had space. I just watched a Netflix movie of 3 hours and I slept most of the time. I didn't sleep last night because I was so hyped. Before I knew the flight was over and I called George.

'GOGY, I'm here,' I yelled.

He smiled through the face cam and nodded. 'Which gate?'

'C.'

'Okay, I'm heading there. I'm so sorry to say, but my mum is with me so we can't kiss yet.'

'Oh, it's fine.'

I knew Georges parents were homophobic but did they also not know about our relationship?

'But we can if we get home,' he whispered smirking.

I smirked too and grinned. 'We can.'

'I'm almost there, I'm running and my mum is like twenty metres behind, she can't hear me.'

I grinned.

'I'm currently running so hard.'

And then I saw him. I hung up and started running towards him. I hugged him tightly and I almost crying. 'I missed you so much,' I whispered.

'I missed you even more.'

'Never.'

I kissed his neck and checked if his mum didn't see it. She didn't and I let go of George, looking him in his eyes. I wanted to kiss him and call him beautiful, but I couldn't just yet.

'So what are you?' Georges mum asked.

I shook her hand. 'I'm Clay, Georges best friend.'

'Are you gay?'

I frowned. 'I'm sorry?'

'Just making sure.'

'I'm not gay, why are you asking?'

'Because I always check before comes home with someone. George, you also don't want any gays over, right?'

'Yes, gay people are-.'

'Are what?' his mum asked.

'Disgusted...'

'Clay, before you get into our house I just need to check. Don't feel offended.'

'I'm not gay, don't worry.'

I kissed your son.

'Good to know, I don't want George to get touched.

We held hands and hugged countless times.

'No, of course. I understand.'

'Come, let's go home now. He is tired,' George said quickly and clearly ashamed.

We walked to the car of Georges mum since George couldn't drive himself. It was twenty minutes later when we arrived at his place and we directly went upstairs to unpack my stuff.

'I'm so sorry for saying that,' George whispered with tears in his eyes.

'I understand, it's fine.'

'Do you forgive me?'

'Of course I forgive you.'

'It's not going to be that relaxed since my parents will check on us the whole time. Maybe a little less now they asked you if you are gay, but I don't know.'

'It's fine, we will time together.'

'Can we kiss?'

I nodded heavily and hugged his body against mine, kissing him softly.

'I missed this so much.'

He nodded. 'Same.'

'But George, where do I sleep?'

Suddenly the door opened and we quickly let go of each other.

'Hi,' I said.

His mum looked at us. 'Everything alright?'

We both nodded.

'Where can I sleep?' I asked again.

'Oh the couch,' his mum said.

'No mum, that couch is way too small and painful.'

'I have sleeping bags,' I said.

'Can he lay down here on the floor?'

'No, absolutely not. On the couch.' And she left the room.

'I'm not letting you sleep there. My mum takes sleeping medication, she always sleeps around 10. If you come to my room at 11.'

'But what if she wakes up?'

'I'll say you got a nightmare or bad backaches.'

'Sure?'

'Sure.'

'Does she know of my eating disorder?'

'I told her I would be the one to give you food and that she can't complain if you eat less.'

'Did she understand?'

He nodded.

'I'm scared.'

'Why?'

'Eating with others is always very difficult.'

'I know, but you can do it.'

'I love you.'

'I love you more.'

'Dinner is ready, boys.'

I started stressing even more. 'What are we eating?'

George frowned, he looked a little stressed. 'Pasta.'

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