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Why the hell did I just say all that?
What will Clay say? Will he know that I actually meant that? What am I supposed to do?
"George" Clay says soft and quietly. Like I'm a wild animal and he's afraid that I'll run away. And that's just what I do. I run inside my house, pass everyone trying to stop me, pass my mother questioning what's wrong.
I throw myself on the bed and block out everything surrounding me. I turn face first into my pillow and start to scream. Thankfully, it is muffled by the pillow or else my mum would be up here quickly to ask what's wrong.
I stop the scream that I gave into the pillow and I feel tears forming un my eyes. As I start to sob quickly into my pillow, I hear a knock on my door.
Without me even saying anything the door opens and someone walks in.
"Hey, George. Are you alright?" The voice that I can only recognize as Clay's says. I feel him sit down next to me on my bed. I scoot farther from where he is and he sighs.
"I'm assuming you meant some of the stuff you said put there." He continues. All I can do is scoff.
"Really? You think so?" I say sarcastically, drawing out the y in really. He laughs a bit at me being a sarcastic asshole causing me to laugh as well.
I turn to face the ceiling so I don't inhale the pillow as I'm laughing.
We calm down and I look at Clay. No anger on his face, no disgust or sadness. Only sympathy. The one emotion I was trying to avoid with not telling my friends about my cancer, sympathy.
"So, am I safe to say that you have a itty bitty crush on me?" He says jokingly. I just softly push him and chuckle a bit.
"Are you guys alright in here?" I hear a voice say from the doorway. I look over and see Darryl and Zak standing into he doorway. Clay and I nod to respond to the question.
"Alright, let's keep filming then! We're almost done!" Zak says excitedly. He grabs Darryl's hand and pulls him to the front yard again. Clay stands up and waits for me to stand too. We head back to where everyone else was.
"Welcome back" Emma, Clay's new neighbor who Drista begged to bring with them, says to me sarcastically. Emma obviously didn't like George. Emma obviously did like Clay, though. She keep flirting with Clay and it was pissing me off.
"And welcome back to you too, pretty boy" she says, looking over at Clay. 'Pretty boy'? Really? Who does she think she is?
I push down all of my jealousy and we start filming again. We have been filming for almost 10 hours now. We filmed the movie quickly since the photography was more important than the acting to my teacher.
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We finally finished filming at 9PM and Clay drove everyone home. I was home alone since my mum had been called to work a night shift at her clinic.
Pissbaby: hey
Gogy-Man: are you texting and driving?
Pissbaby: no, I just got home. stop being such a concerned mother
Gogy-Man: what do you need?
Pissbaby: damn, alright, straight to the point I see.
Pissbaby: Nick said something about a party on the carride. Zak and Darryl are going. I was wondering if you wanted to too
Gogy-Man: I guess I could go. When is it?
Pissbaby: tomorrow
Gogy-Man: you better pick me up
Pissbaby: when did I become everyone's personal taxi??? and yes, I'll pick you up Georgie.
Alright then, a party tomorrow with my crush and all my friends AND strangers who will be drinking alchohol. Couldn't be better.

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FanfictionGeorge struggles while dealing with having a rare type of liver cancer, Fibrolamellar carcinoma, and being in love with his best friend of seven years, Clay. High school doesn't help his situation and he has to figure out a way to live his best lif...