George POV
We arrived at my place and I ran inside. My mum looked at me. 'How was it?'
I smiled brightly and grabbed Clays hand. 'Good.'
'Did you like it?'
I nodded and hugged with Clay and my sheep. I grabbed his hand and pulled him with me.
'Upstairs.'
Clay walked with me upstairs and I looked at him. I pushed him down on the bed and crawled next to him. I sighed deeply and started kissing him. He directly cupped my face and pulled me closer. The kiss was more passionated than we had done before, mostly because I was way more comfortable now. We broke apart and I took a deep breath to kiss him again. It lasted maybe even longer than the first and we looked at each other when we broke apart.
'That was amazing,' Clay muttered.
I smiled and nodded. 'I love you.'
'I love you too, Georgie. Are you getting used to the idea of kissing me now? Do I still have to tell you when we are going to kiss?'
I shook my head. 'I don't think so. I can even kiss you without saying it beforehand now.'
'You can and I'm so proud of you.'
'Am I a bad kisser?'
'No, not at all. You're the opposite of a bad kisser. Why are you insecure suddenly?'
'I have never kissed anyone, maybe you told your old girlfriend she was amazing too.'
'George, my ex and I never even said I love you.'
'Sorry, I sounded jealous.'
'It's fine Georgie, I love you so much. I know you're so insecure, but it's so not necessarily. You're the most handsome and cutest person I have ever seen. Way cuter than my ex.'
'And my sheep?' I asked.
'Your sheep comes next after you.'
'Can we go to the ice rink in a few days?'
'Of course we can.'
'When are you free?'
'I have training on Thursday, but I'm free Friday.'
I smiled. I only had training once a week and that was on Tuesday, Clay had training on Monday, Thursday and Saturday.
'Clay?'
'Yes, sweetie.'
'Am I a burden?'
'No? Why?'
'Because you're so busy now you have me. You have to take care of me and I don't want that. I want you to be able to be my boyfriend, not a care giver.'
'George, do you really think I don't want to give you a little more care? I love with you all my heart, I can't get enough of you. If you needed a wheelchair I would ride you everywhere too the whole day, why wouldn't I take care of you when you have autism?'
'But-.'
'No, nothing about being childish or your sheep.'
'I give you rules.'
'Rules? When did you give me a rule?'
'For not kissing me without telling me, not surprising me.'
'Those aren't rules, those are things to make you feel better. And when something makes you feel better, I do it with no doubt. You have to see how much I love you.'
I felt tears coming up, he was being so sweet.
'Why are you crying, sweetie?'
'Because you're so sweet to me.'
'Of course, I love you. Why would I be mean?'
'Is there anything I have to change or something you find annoying?'
'No, not at all. I'm having some trouble sometimes with figuring out why you are crying, but I know it's difficult for you to talk about emotions.'
'I'm sorry.'
'No, don't be sorry. You can't help it, okay. Listen to me, I love you more than anything in his whole freaking world. Stop saying sorry for things you can't control, okay?'
'Okay, I love you too.'
'And babyyyyy, your birthday is very close.'
I smiled and nodded.
'I have some plans for your birthday already.'
I blushed and hugged him. 'Thanks.'
'No problem, sweetie. Everything for you, I want to make you enjoy your life.'
'I'm enjoying it now I have you.'
Clay only smiled brightly and hugged me against his body. I closed my eyes since I was very tired after today and I fell asleep immediately. Naps had never been more perfect in the arms of MY boyfriend.
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FanfictionGeorge hasn't had an easy life after being diagnosed with autism. Going to a public school as an autistic, highly intelligent boy, he clearly notices the differences between his classmates and himself, giving him a lot of insecurity and shame about...