Pretty boy (4)

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TWs: homophobia, f-slur, panic attack, throwing up.

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Clay POV:

George hasn't been in school for two days now. And I cant help but think it's my fault.

I groan and bury my head in my hands while everyone else chats at our table. Nick plops himself next to me, placing his tray down on the table. "Dude what's been up with you?" He asks, turning to look at me. I pick at my food, not wanting to eat. "Nick I've fucked up" I confess, leaning on my right hand. The table goes quiet. "Go on..." He urges.

Deciding I don't want to talk about it in front of everyone, I sigh and shake my head "I'll tell you later" I say, getting up from my seat and throwing my barely eaten food in the trash; a waste I know, but the thought of eating right now makes me sick. I make my way towards my car, school is way to much for me right now.

Getting in to my drivers seat, I pull out my phone. I've been messaging George all day, wishing he would reply to at least one of them letting me know he's okay.

Clay 9:47am - hey George! were you sick yesterday? hope ur okay <3

Clay 10:12am - you there? I'm in maths rn and its reallllllyy boring without you :(

Clay 11:42am - okay im getting a bit worried now, I left you alone yesterday and the day before that cause I thought u were ill but u must be feeling a bit better now? are you alright Georgie?

Clay 12:05pm - im going to lunch now, please just tell me if its something ive done? I need to know ur okay

And now in my car:

Clay 12:39pm - hey George, im going home. I cant deal with the guys pestering me about where you are. if you want me to leave me alone, then I will okay? just please tell me your're okay.

He's ill Clay, stop being so dramatic. What if he's hurt though? Why hasn't he been coming into school? My phone buzzes and I've never moved so fast to see who it is. But I regret reading the message, my heart drops.

George 12:42pm - fuck off f*ggot

My stomach churns and I reach to open my car door. I lean my head out and throw up the little bit of food I ate at lunch today. George wouldn't- why would he say that? I knew it was something I did. He hates me. Hates me. George hates me. I message back

Clay 12:45pm- okay George, I'll go im sorry.

My heart beat speeds up as it feels like the car walls are closing in on me. Please not now. My vision becomes blurry with tears whilst my breathing gets faster and faster by the second. I can feel my heart pumping through my chest, like its going to explode at any second. I knew I made George uncomfortable, why did I have to fucking kiss him? Sobs escapes my mouth as my whole body shakes with regret. I hear knocking on my window but I ignore it. I cant speak to anyone whilst being in this state, I'd look like a complete idiot!

"Clay! Open the door now!" I hear a muffled voice come from outside my closed door. I can't quite make out who it is. I begin to feel light headed and my surroundings turn dizzy. Ow shit my head hurts. "Clay come on! Let me in" The voice says, waiting for me to unlock the door. I shakily reach for the button that would unlock all doors, then my hand falling back into my lap. The door swiftly opens and I'm engulfed in a hug.

"Clay come on buddy, breath" Oh hey it's Darryl. However, tears don't stop falling from my eyes after I keep reminding myself. I've lost my bestfriend. "D-Darryl?" I whisper, leaning myself deeper into his arms. "Yeah, it's me Clay. You gotta breath okay?" He says comfortingly. I try my best to steady my breathing. It takes a while and a bit more help from Darryl before I'm back to normal, silently crying.

Darryl takes this opportunity to go around and sit in the passenger seat. The silence is painful, but neither of us know what to say to each other. However, eventually Darryl speaks up "What happened Clay?" He asks carefully, not wanting to say anything to set me off again. I let out a large breath of air I didn't even know I was holding "I don't know w-where I went wrong Darryl but suddenly it just all went to shit" I say, guilt painted all over my face. Darryl refrains himself from calling out my language "What all went to uh- crap" He says, stuttering.

I weakly chuckle "You probably noticed George hasn't been in for the last couple of days" I say, as Darryl nods. "Well" I pause scratching the back of my neck "We uh- we kissed on Saturday" I speak, looking down at my lap. He gasps from beside me "Thats great Clay! But what does that have to do with this?" He questions, still confused. "I haven't heard from him since Darryl. I've messaged him everyday and I'm always left with no reply" a feel the know in my throat tighten as I force myself not to break down crying again. A small 'oh' is heard from Darryl, obviously not knowing how to respond.

It turns silent again."He messaged me this a minute ago" I exhale, handing my phone over to Darryl and letting him read the message. He gasps "Oh my god" he whispers. I chuckle "Yeah I know right, it sucks!" I respond, sarcastically. "Thats terrible, I can't believe George would say that!" Darryl exclaims. "Yeah me neither..." I trail off. Now that I think about it. Why would George say that? He's gay isn't he?

Darryl and I talk for a while longer until he had to go back to class. He makes me promise not to do anything stupid, I comply. I lean into my seat, switching my keys and starting the car. Arriving home in just under 20 minutes, I head straight to my room, sinking into my sheets and crying until I feel too numb to do anything. Normally, George and I would be talking to one another around about now, but of course thats not an option.

My phone buzzes on my bed side table, but I don't even have the energy to pick it up and see what the person wants. I turn my head ever so slightly so I could at least see the contact name and too my surprise, its George. However, I can't bring myself to read through his spammed messages, guessing they'll either be homophobic comments or him throwing slurs at me left to right. Instead, I scroll to his contact and block his number, for my benefit, but mostly for his. He said to leave him alone, so thats what I'll do.

oop sorry besties

AYO ALSO WTF THANKS FOR 60K READS THATS CRAZY!!

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