Chapter 27

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-Clay-
I don't know what came over me... I know George is scared or worried about me, so why did I refuse to let him be? I sit in our bedroom, thinking about what could possibly be wrong with me. George walks in, too caring for his own good...

"I'm so sorry Clay, I don't know what I did..." He says, tears in his eyes. Shit. No no no I can't be fucking this up, not now! "N-No I think our time apart just threw me off... I'm not used to seeing you." I say, standing and walking over to the boy I just hurt.

I put my hand on his waist, looking into his eyes. Whatever was wrong is gone now because I'm almost positive I could feel fireworks go off in my stomach.

I put a light kiss on his forehead before bringing him into a hug. "I'm sorry..." I say, "I didn't mean to worry you, I just couldn't remember what it felt like to be with you." I say reassuringly.

He smiles before saying, "It's alright, I guess it's been hard adjusting, I didn't realize and I apologise. I never should've pushed you."

I shake my head before going to go for a walk. "Care to join me?" I ask. "Nah I'ma stay and get some coding done. Have fun though, Dreamie!" He says excitedly. I then leave, smiling as I close the door behind me.

-George-
I hang my towel over the shower railing, that way when I get out I can dry off fast. I decide that im scared someone gonna sneak up on me, so I leave the curtain open. I know I know, I'ma baby.

I get in my shower, turning the water almost unbearably hot, the way I like it. It's almost ten minutes before I look over to see a flustered Clay standing in the middle of the bathroom.

When he sees I noticed him, he bolts out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. What the hell? I-I don't even know what to think...

-Clay-
Shit, I walk into the bathroom, not noticing the shower running... By time I do realize it's too late. George. George is standing there, exposed. Shit shit shit. I freeze, not being able to move until he looks at me.

I see red all over his face and I run out instantly. Oh no he's gonna think I did it in purpose! He's gonna hate me for watching him shower. He'll never believe me that I wasn't looking on purpose...

*Two days later*
Things have been too awkward around here. George and I haven't talked at all. Not one word. I've been sleeping on the, uncomfortable by the way, couch.

When I close my eyes all I can see is him in the shower, I'm ashamed to admit, so even though we're avoiding each other, we live together, so it's almost impossible.

Everytime I'm doing something and he ends up in the same room as me, I feel the awkwardness level rise. I feel my face turn red of embarrassment. I see him in the corner of my eye trying to get away from me as soon as possible.

It's been too long. I need to say something, anything. I just need to hear his voice again. This time when I'm standing in the bedroom, putting a jacket away, George walks in. He turns around quickly, but I run a few steps before grabbing his arm firmly, so he can't pull away. I'm stronger anyways.

He looks at me before immediately turning to run. I grab his shoulders turning him towards me. Now we're forced to be face to face. "This is bull." I admit. "We're both being stubborn babies."

"I-I..." He stutters. "No. Let me explain!" I interrupt. "It was an accidental look... I promise with my life that it wasn't intentional. I froze though, I couldn't move." I admit, replaying the memory in my head for the millionth time.

"I admit, I'm embarrassed about it as well... But I understand how you feel. Probably violated in a way. But I promise I had no intention of seeing you like that." I say, truthfully.

George hesitates for a minute, before muttering, almost a whisper, "I w-want yo-you..." I'm confused, does he mean it as what's going through my head, or just means he wants to be with me?

I get my answer when he pushes me backwards, onto the bed. He's blushing but not nervous at all as he gets on top of me.

"But... I've never did it with a boy before..." He looks away, now a bit nervous. I knew he was a bottom, I knew it! But I'm not sure if he actually wants this...

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