Fake lovers

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I walk up to him. "You ready to go?" I ask him. "Yeah..," he yawns. He walks closer to me and leans his head on my shoulder. "Are you okay?" I ask him. "Yeah..," he says slowly and yawns again. I softly grab his hand as we walk out the door.

"Good morning children," Isabella greets. "Good morning," I smile at her. "Have a good day at school boys," Isabella responds waving at us. "Bye," Ray tiredly responds. We walk out the door hand in hand.

We arrive outside of the school. Ray walks behind me slowly. I wait for him to catch up and wrap my arm around him. I give him a worried expression. He slightly smiles at me. We head into school and stand by our lockers. I pull Ray closer to me. He leans closer to me. His head is hidden in my shoulder.

"Good morning," Don says as he walks up yo is. "Hey Don, long time no see," I said and smiled at him. "Is Ray okay?" Don asks. "He won't tell me if he is or not," I say glancing worriedly down at him.

"Tired..," I hear him mumble quietly. "Oh... Okay," I say and smile at him. "I've really got to head off to class," Don says and rushes away.

"Hey," Anna says walking up to us. "Hey Anna," I respond. "Hello guys!" Gilda exclaims rushing up to us.  "Hey Gilda," Anna and I say in unison. Ray grips my shirt tighter as he huddled closer to me.

"That photo was adorable," Anna laughs at us.

We all walk off to class, Ray sagging behind us as we walk. Ray sits next to me, like normal. Ray doesn't even pull out his book. He just leans on me until the lesson starts.

When the lesson starts, he lays his head on the desk.
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I've been worried sick about Ray all day. He hasn't been talking at all. Ray isn't normally clingy with this fake dating thing, but he hasn't let go of me all day.

When schools over, I softly grab Rays hand and walk out of the school.

When, we get further away from the school, Ray seems to get even more exhausted. To the point he can hardly walk. I look over at him with a pitiful look. I stop walking. "Why'd you stop..?" He quietly asks. I don't respond as I move closer to him. I slowly pick him up. He doesn't even whine or complain. He just goes with it and lets me carry him home.