Tired ~dnf

chapter 11

Tws: none I think, wow that's surprising.

*Georges pov*

"Yes." Yes. He said yes. We're going to London. we're really going to London. there's a chance ill have to see my father again. There's a chance it will drive clay away. There's a chance... There's a chance clays gonna leave me. There's a chance-

"You ready to go?" Clay asked distracting me from my spiraling thoughts.

"Oh, um yeah, but isn't it a little early to be leaving?"

"No, actually were on time. It's 10:30 am... are you feeling okay?""Oh um yeah, I'm fine. Let's go" I grabbed my suitcase which was mostly empty with the exception of having a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie. I tried not to pack much since i would be getting more of my stuff when we went back to my flat.

"Ok, I'll meet you in the car"

"Ok, I'll be out in a sec" I replied. I put my converse on and grabbed my suitcase, handle in one hand phone in the other. about 20 minutes of driving later we arrived at the airport. Clay got out of the car and opened the trunk. I followed him and when I got to the trunk to get my suitcase he tossed it at me. I had originally caught it but it slipped out of my hands and fell onto the concrete.

"Sorry, I guess shouldn't have thrown it at you.."

"It's okay, its not like anything bad happened, look theres not even a scratch." I smiled not showing my teeth. Clay smiled back also not showing his teeth. We walked into the airport and heard a loud voice flood the air.

"Flight 758 to London, Englad will be boarding in 30 minutes." Shit. that was our flight.

"C'mon george we have to get through security!" He said whilst grabbing my wrist and pulling me over to security. Everything went smooth and we ran to our terminal. We made it with 5 minutes to spare.

"You scared, piss baby?"

"What- um- no. Not at all, why do you ask? Do I look scared or something because I'm not. What loser would be afraid of flying?"

"Clay... are you afraid of flying?"

"Maybe a little..."

"Well get ready because this is a 10 hour flight, but ill be sitting right next to you the whole time and everything will go as planned." Technically I couldn't make that promise to him but I did anyway to sooth his nerves. And besides, nothing ever goes wrong on planes, right? (funfact about me, when I was coming home on a plane from Hawaii one of the wheels got stuck so we were flying for an extra 20ish minutes until the pilot could fix it)

"Well I hope so." We were now boarding the plane, me and Clay found our seats and sat next to each other. Two rows behind the emergency exit. We put our carry ons in the over head bins and sat down. I had the window seat and Clay was sat in the middle. There wasn't anyone sitting in the seat next to the isle so it was just us. I put in my airpods and pressed the play button on my phone.

I'm in my bed
And you're not here
And there's no one to blame
But the drink in my wandering handsForget what I said
It's not what I meant
And I can't take it back
I can't unpack the baggage you leftWhat am I now? What am I now?
What if I'm someone I don't want around?
I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling-

Clay tapped my shoulder so I took out one of the headphones pausing the music.

"Whats up?'

"Im really anxious... will you hold my hand for take off and a little while after?"

"Of course, do you wanna listen to music with me?" I said while motioning my spare headphone towards him.

"Sure" I gave him the headphone and he put it in his ear resuming the music.