so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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(yuhh lol)
“Cool, anyways, Georgie,” She said, turning her attention to the brunette. She grabbed his hand, attempting to pull him away and towards the party. “Mikey’s here and he’s ignoring me-“ she whined. “Well, it’s his house, so I’m not surprised,” George said, scoffing quietly. -
Clay frowned a little but quickly followed after George, catching back up with him. He grabbed onto his other hand, staying close by his side.
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George shot an apologetic, slightly annoyed look at Clay, twining their fingers together. He pulled his other hand away from Melina, brushing his hand off on his jeans. “Well- yes, George- sorry, I’m really dumb,” she said quietly as they went up to the house, George sighing quietly as they walked inside. “No, you’re not, stop saying that.” “But-“ She started tucking her hair behind her ear, getting cut off by a somewhat tall, olive-skinned, curly-hair teen. “Hey, George, how’s it going,” he said with a smile, dapping George up and looking over to Clay. “You’re his boyfriend, right? From the US?”
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“Hi- Yeah, yeah, I’m his boyfriend,” Clay replied with a small smile, nodding as he was trying to keep up with all the voices around him. He never usually had much of an issue with this, but with the change of scenery and new people putting him on edge, it kind of freaked him out a little.
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“Nice to meet you, I’m Mike,” Mike said with a polite smile. “The drinks are in the kitchen,” he looked over at George, “some people are rolling blunts out on the back porch,” he clapped George on the shoulder, starting to walk away. “Have fun guys, let me know if you need anything!” “George, he didn’t acknowledge me-“ Melina whined, pouting a little. “Yeah- uh, I’m gonna get a drink, wanna come with?” George responded, turning his attention back to Clay.
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“Uh- sure, yeah,” Clay replied, nodding. He subconsciously tightened his grip on George’s hand a little, moving a little closer to his side.
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George noticed, watching Clay out of the corner of his eye as they made their way to the kitchen. It was a little quieter back there, besides Melina, who was following George around. “Gosh, I dunno how you have such strong drinks, George, I can barely have one shot-“ She said, George starting to ignore her as he made drinks for himself and Clay. He handed his boyfriend the red solo cup once it was done, leaning in a little bit. “You good?”
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“Me? Oh, yeah- No, I’m- I’m okay~” Clay replied as he took the cup, pushing his smile a little. He was glad to be here, with George, so he wasn’t sure why he felt so overwhelmed. He wasn’t exactly sure why he’d been so overwhelmed the past few months after the brunette left to come back home either. He took a sip of his drink, tapping his thumb against the plastic anxiously.
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“No, I’m being serious, what’s wrong?” George said softly, taking a sip of his own drink.
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Clay took another sip, his hands beginning to shake a little. “I- I need some air-“ He muttered, staring at the cup in his hands.
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“Let’s go then, cmon,” George said sternly, wrapping his free arm around Clay’s waist and starting to lead him towards the front door. “Where are you going?” Melina said, snapping her attention away from some guy she was talking to. “We’ll be back, stay here!” George called, leading Clay through the mass of people in the house.
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Clay took deep breaths as he tried to stay calm, that overwhelming feeling growing inside him as he followed George outside.
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“What’s goin’ on?” George said once the front door closed, taking Clays drink and his own and placing it down on the front walkway.
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“I- I don’t know, I just- I don’t normally get like this at parties, I-“ Clay exhaled shakily, rubbing his face with his hands. “I’m sorry, I- I don’t know what’s wrong with me right now-“
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George frowned, gently grabbing Clay’s hands to try and get him to look at him. “Hey, don’t be sorry. If you wanna go home, we can go right now. I don’t mind.”
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