An ex English do mine told me the stories I write aren't good so that's fun, guess my stories aren't good.
Also I apologize to all the people on discord who I freaked out by writing a fake ending which is at the bottom of this chapter.
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George POV.
Thankfully Darryl allowed me to hide all my gifts for Clay at his house, and after we'd hidden them Darryl decided to stay there so Karl and I continued home.
We pulled up in the garage of the house and dropped the keys for the Ferrari on a table inside the door before heading up to my room.
Karl and I sat on the couch eating a bag of candy that he brought from the candy store at Shop-n-Shit mall. The two of us sat eating from the bag as we watched a movie and wondered where Nick and Clay were.
Clay POV.
This afternoon was dragging on forever, and the small box I'd gotten from the jewelers, it felt like it weighed a million tons when in actuality it probably weighed the same as my phone, or even less.
Nick and Zak seemed insistent of staying away from my home for ages, I knew they were planning something with George, Karl and Darryl and I was wondering what it was. But every time I asked the two found a way to change the topic.
Once we left the mall and walked over to Nick's truck he snatched his keys back from me and climbed into the drivers seat after loading all the stuff we brought in the malls. Zak climbed into the seat opposite Nick and so I had to go into the back with the other stuff.
They decided to drive to a movie theatre, not even bothering to ask me if I wanted to go. We pulled up in front of the cinema and they pulled me inside and purchased 3 tickets to a horror movie along with some snacks for each of us.
They continued to drag me to the middle of the near empty cinema and they both sat down, I looked over to them, "do we really have to stay here and watch a movie, I'd much rather just go home."
"Oh come on Clay, we can relax here for a bit. George, Darryl and Karl probably are still getting their nails done or trying on dresses." Nick said as he ate a handful of popcorn from the box on his lap.
"What movie are we watching anyway?" I asked him.
"It's called the blood hour." Zak said from the other side of Nick.
"I have been wanting to see this for ages," Nick said to both of us.
"Same."
I let out a sigh, "I mean yeah it will be really fun to watch. However, it would probably be much more fun to do this with Karl and Darryl and George here so they would all get scared and cuddle into us."
"True," both of the other boys said in unison.
Nick gave a smirk, "Or we could do more than cuddle."
Zak gave him a disgusted look and leaned away from him slightly as Nick gave him a look back, "I was just talking about making out, what the hell were you thinking about Zak?"
Zak sighed and turned to the screen as some trailers for new movies came on. I half watched the movie but would have much rather gone back home and cuddled with George there.
Instead of focusing on what was on the screen my hand trailed back to my pocket and grabbed the box with the ring in it. I pulled the ring out of the box and held it in my palm as I examined it again.
"Clay, seriously? You've been looking at that thing twice every minute since we brought it, it looks the exact same as it did when you last saw it." Nick said as he turned away from the screen to face me.
He turned back to the screen and I looked at the metal with only the light coming from the large screen. It was made of a silver metal and was the right size to fit snugly on George's finger. Small green and blue gemstones decorated it and although the ring was expensive, it was extremely worth it.
George POV.
Karl and I kept watching different movies while I laid on the couch. I was laying down on the couch and he was kneeling in front of me and painting my nails.
He apparently had a bottle of black nail polish in his bag at all times, but my mother walked in just after Karl opened it and then brought in a box of 50 other bottles of nail polish.
I chose the colours blue and green and Karl was painting a second coat on my slightly curled fingers.
"You need to stop moving George or I'm gonna end up smudging them." Karl instructed as he grabbed my hand tighter to hold me still.
"So how often do you paint your nails?" I asked as Karl finished with the green nail polish and started on the second coat of blue.
"I paint them once a week," he explained.
"Do you think you could paint Clay's pink?" I asked as he continued.
Karl hummed a yes as he finished painting my nails and I held them up to examine. By now it was near 9'o'clock and still the other guys hadn't gotten back, so I offered to give Karl a ride home and he accepted.
I got back in the drivers seat of the Ferrari and Karl sat next to me in the passenger seat and he gave me directions to his home. We stopped in front of a decent family sized home and Karl thanked me before running inside to avoid the cool air of the Wintery night.
When I returned home I was sad to find Clay still hadn't arrived, but seeing as I was growing tired I climbed into the bed and went to sleep.
Clay POV.
Nick had dropped Zak at his home after the movie before continuing to drive to my house. He pulled up outside the front of George's house and helped me grab the stuff I brought for the brunette out of the backseat.
As I climbed the stairs I avoided his parents and hid the presents for him in the guest room where my parents would have been staying, I doubted George would come in here and if any cleaners saw presents they'd leave it.
After that I went to George's room, where he was laying down on the bed. My hand wrapped around the box with the ring which was still sitting in my pocket as I smiled at the boy who was asleep, curled up slightly.
I changed out of the clothes I was wearing and slid into the bed, hoping not to wake him. But I did.
George shifted beside me and sat up, turning on the light as he did so.
Once he saw I was here he fell forward onto my chest and hugged me tightly, "thank god you're back, you've been gone forever." He mumbled against my chest.
"I agree," I said with a small yawn as I glanced at the time, "I have been gone forever. So I decided I'm going to stay by you forever."
The Brit giggled slightly at my antics, his hand resting palm down on my shoulder as he pushed himself up and kissed me on the lips. He hovered over me for a moment and I looked down to see nails painted blue and green.
As George laid back down against my chest I tentatively grabbed his hand and examined the nails, causing George to blush slightly. "Do you like them?" He asked quietly, "Karl painted them for me."
I kissed his hand gently and hummed the word 'pretty' before kissing them again and turning off the light.
"I'll need to go thank Karl for making my pretty Georgie even prettier, won't I?" I asked.
The brunette replied with "don't worry, Karl agreed to paint yours bright pink sometime so my Pillow can be pretty too."
"I guess I can be." I replied as I noticed George starting to drift off to sleep.
My arms wrapped around his waist and my hand held his as he slept.
I couldn't help but run my fingers along his, and couldn't help but think about how soon, there could be a ring on his there instead of nothing.
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1439 words.
Fake ending I uploaded on Discord.
With a final look at the ring sitting in the palm of his hand, Clay threw the metal into the cold ocean where all the good memories with George now laid.
Then he allowed himself to wake up.
He let out a sigh. Wishing that he could of actually had a life better than the one his homophobic parents planned for him, with a cute boyfriend like George, supportive parents like Mr and Mrs Davidson and friends like Darryl, Karl, Zak and Nick.
But it was all a dream and now Clay had to face reality.
His harsh, cold, lonely reality.
End of Bodyguard