George POV
As we got outside, he grabbed and held my hand like it was the most normal thing to do. It wasn't the kind of holding hands that couples use, it was the friendly one. But it still made me flustered and I actually felt my cheeks go red, and of course I didn't hold his hand back! I walked with him like it was nothing, but I felt awkward so I asked, "Why?"
"What do you mean why?", Clay looked at me with a huge smile on his face.
"T-This..", I looked at both of our hands and he chuckles.
"Oh, you don't like it?", Clay asks. Is it just me or is he glowing and so attractive right now? I didn't know what to say, I did like it but I don't want to say I like it. He's probably going to believe that I like him more! I did not speak, I just looked away from him.
"Perhaps you like something more?", Clay intertwined his fingers with mine. Fuck, I can't with this guy. I just fucking can't. My heart was beating so fast, I was so nervous. Just him holding my head gave me shivers all around my body.
"Clay..", I stutter.
"Come on, hold my hand!", Clay says as he squeezed my hand.
"N-No.", I whispered. I still wasn't looking at him because I know that once I look back at him, I'm gonna start panicking.
"Are you gay?", Clay asks.
"WHAT?! No! I'm not gay!!", I looked at him as I shouted. Fucking hell, I saw his face again. He's so beautiful.. But no, I'm not gay. I'm bisexual.
"Alright..", he pauses.
"Prove it.", Clay adds.
"What?"
"Prove it!"
"How?!"
"Hold my hand.", Clay smirks at me. My eyes widened as he said that. His words kept on repeating in my head. I can't help but overthink. Hold his hand? Oh my God, this is embarrassing. Should I? This a dream come true. Oh fuck no why am I thinking about that?! He's just going to think that I'm gay. But like.. Oh come on!!
"Fine!", I rolled my eyes and intertwined my fingers with his. He slowly rubs his thumb on the back of my hand as we walked.
I let go of his as seconds went by, I know it's a fucking stupid move. I didn't want to get attached to him and then find out he's straight, just no.
"Why? What's wrong?", he asks while looking at me with a worried face.
"It's nothing.. I- I just- I think I'm uncomfortable with that..", I shyly uttered. Did I really say I think? Nice, George, nice. You're so stupid.
"Oh..", he gulped.
"It's fine, I'm sorry. I didn't know.", Clay said as his smile slowly fades.
"No, no. I'm sorry..", I murmured as I looked away. Fuck, I shouldn't have done that. Now he thinks I hate him or something, I hurt his feelings. Why am I thinking so differently about him now? I should be hating him, I shouldn't be liking him.. Now I'm getting guilty cause I might've hurt his feelings? Ugh, I hate myself. Alright, get yourself together George.. You have already done it, I already done it..
I felt the thick air when we were walking. We had a huge space between us, and I didn't like it. That was such a stupid move and I didn't like it at all.
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When we arrived at our dorm, none of us spoke. I can hear both of our heartbeats, as well as the ticking clock. Both of us was parting ways, he was heading to his room and I was walking to mine.
"Hey, I'll be at my room.. Call me if you need anything.", Clay faintly tells me.
"Actually, I do need your help.", I walked towards him.
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