Out Of Control Sequel

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Clay's POV

I was still a bit shocked of the surprise George had for me. He was laying on the ground next to the sheep and was softly talking to him. I looked at George and rubbed through his hair.

'Baby?'

He nodded and looked at me shortly.

'How long did you have to keep this a secret?'

'One or two weeks.'

'Aww, that must have been really difficult.'

He nodded. 'It was, but my parents knew.'

'Aww, I'm proud of you, baby.'

'What animals do we have left?'

I gave him the plan to look for himself and he smiled. 'Polar bear!'

'Yes, baby. We have more bears to see.'

He stood up, wiping some dirt of his shirt. He kneeled down again next to the sheep and looked at him. 'Bye, sheep. I love you.'

'Do you want to picture with sheep? I have a lot already, but I can take more?'

George nodded and he sat down next to the sheep who was just standing up. George held him tightly against his body and the sheep rubbed his head against George's head. George smiled for the picture and I took multiple to make him happy.

George stood up after hugging the sheep one more time and grabbed my hand. He was hopping up and down again and I had to hold his hand tightly for him not to run off because of happiness.

The man who had brought us here walked towards us and smiled. 'Did you enjoy?'

'A lot,' I said smiling. 'Thank you for this, he is really happy now.'

'Happy! Sheep and bear!'

'Do you want your stuffed animal, baby?'

He nodded and I gave him his sheep. He hugged sheep tightly and hopped around. I talked shortly with the man and ran to George who was still running around because he was so happy. He was really too precious for this cruel world.

He was so energetic that I knew he was going to be completely exhausted for days. I grabbed his shoulders to calm him down a little and he smiled at me. 'Hug!'

'Come here, baby. Don't exhausted yourself.'

'Happy!'

'I know you are happy, sweetie. Come, drink some water.'

I grabbed a bottle of water out of my bag and gave it to George. He drank a few sips and gave it back. 'Tired.'

'Aww, are you suddenly tired?'

'But happy!'

'Aww, baby. You're really cute.'

George sat down on a bench for a little and I sat next to him. He let his head rest on my shoulder and I wrapped my arm around him.

'Do you already know what pizza you want this evening?'

'I want uh- I find choosing between pizzas hard.'

'I know, that's fine, honey. Do you like salami? Or maybe a margarita?'

'Margarita?' he asked shyly.

'Of course, baby. You will get a margarita.'

'Clay, I'm really tired suddenly.'

'Do you want to sit for a little?'

'I want to see the bear.'

'We will go to the bear and finish our route quickly.'

'My feet hurt a little.'

'You've walked a lot, maybe you can take a bath this evening.'

He nodded. 'Okay.'

We sat for ten minutes and stood up again. George walked way slower now and I just walked with him slowly. We still had a few hours and we had around five animals to go.

After one hour we had been to every single animal and George was really tired. I had to hold him tight to make him walk straight and we had called for his parents. They were always finished with their movie and we had been waiting on a bench after we spent a while in the shop. George had bought a small polar bear stuffed animal.

'Did you enjoy, Georgie?'

George nodded softly. 'Animals.'

He was holding all his stuffed animals tightly against his body and he was resting his head on my shoulder.

'That was sort of our date, baby.'

'Date?'

'Us two together, romantic.'

George giggled softly and he looked at me. 'Kiss?'

'Of course, honey.' I lifted him up on my lap and pressed my lips on his. He wrapped his arms around my neck and kissed me back immediately. We were sitting in a spot where no one could really see us and I kept kissing George passionated.

I deepened the kiss and George rubbed through my hair softly. I noticed myself smiling through the kiss, I loved George just so much. I actually didn't care about anyone around us anymore. If they saw me making out with a guy, it was their problem. I loved George and I would always keep loving him, no matter what anyone else would say or think.

If they didn't want to see us making out here, they just could leave us alone and not look at us. I just learnt not to care anymore, I loved him and no one had anything to say about it.

George and I kept kissing like this for a long while, constantly breaking the kiss to immediately kiss again. My heart was beating so fast and my cheeks were almost purple because I was feeling so warm. I felt George letting go of his sheep and his hand rubbed over my chest softly. He never dared touching me in a kiss, I was proud of him.

He kept rubbing my chest and I felt him smile proudly. I knew he found this so scary, but I knew he was proud of himself now he dared to. Luckily no one could really see us here, unless they really walked around the corner, but I doubted anyone would do that. And again, if they did, I wouldn't care. I could do whatever I wanted and with that, he was only touching my shirt.

George and I broke apart after a long while and George smiled with a bright blush on his face.

'Clay?'

'Yes, sweetie.'

'Are you proud of me?'

'I am, I'm really proud of you.'

'I didn't dare touching you at first, but now I still did and I think I'm making steps.'

'You are, baby. I'm really proud of you and I will forever be proud of you, okay?'

George nodded shyly and hid his face in my neck. 'I love you.'

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