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89. Champagne

George POV

"What?", I giggled.
"Come on, dance with me", he smiled at me broadly.
"Ah, I'd rather stay here", I pressed my lips together.
"Georgie~, come on~", he leaned closer to me.
"Euh, no...I- no!", I tried to stay serious but couldn't suppress the giggling while leaning back.

"Come on Georgie", Clay smirked while slowly grabbing my hand.
"Uh, okay", I rolled my eyes with a smile on what Clay quickly pulled me with him to the area where Karl and Nick were dancing.
Quickly he wrapped one hand around my waist and took my hand with the other one. With a giggle I put my other hand on his shoulder and leaned my head on his chest. He pulled me closer and leaned his head slightly down to lean it next to mine.

In this comfortable position we made small dance moves.
"I love you", Clay eventually whispered in my ear.
"I love you too", I quietly giggled.

At some point the waiter came back and asked Clay if he wanted another bottle of champagne, to which he agreed.
"Clay, you're gonna be drunk", I looked at him seriously.
"No", he smiled at me.
"Ouh yes!", I nodded my head quickly, "You're not gonna drink another bottle!"
"Oh, now you're the boss, huh?", he licked his lips, slightly leaning more forward.

I knew that he already was a little drunk and just wanted it not to get worse.
"Yes, and I say no more drinking", I pulled away from him.
"Well.....", he looked into the air before looking at the waiter, "I'll take another bottle anyway." Then he grinned at me like he just would have won.
"You're gonna be drunk!", I said a bit louder to him.
"Wow, you're so cute when you're angry at me", Clay smiled happily, tilting his head.

In the meantime the water had already poured a glass and gave it to Clay. He immediately drained the whole glass and then put it back on the table.
"Clay, please", I glanced at him seriously.
"Why don't you just let me have some fun?", he whined.
"Because we have to drive home 30 minutes", I raised my eyebrows.
"It's fine George, calm down", Nick eventually leaned over to me, "I'll drive. Have as much fun as you want to." Then he winked at me before going back to Karl.

The two retreated to a wall and cuddled there a bit.
"But he-", I wanted to say but he already was gone and didn't hear me anymore.
"Georgie~", Clay bit his lip, coming closer to me.
"Clay, no", I widened my eyes, backing off a little.
"Come on, we're not finished dancing here", he smirked.

When I went back further and he came up to me, we passed the table and Clay poured himself another glass of champagne, which he drank again immediately.
Then he turned back to me and gave me a look. I eventually rolled my eyes and walked over to him. A new song was just starting and Clay grabbed my waist with both hands. I wrapped my arms around his neck and we started moving again.

We looked at each other. Both with big smiles on our face. Eventually his eyes went down to my lips and slowly back up to my eyes. Then he pulled me closer to him so that our bodies were now completely in contact. He leaned his head down on me and I lifted mine up to him. Our lips gently touched what soon turned into a passionate kiss. His hand eventually went from my waist down to my butt.
"Clay!", I giggled, pulling away.
"What?", he laughed, looking me deep into the eyes with a pretty smile.

"Stop that", I giggled before bringing our lips back together.
Then he turned me around and wrapped his arms around my waist again and pulled me close to him. Suddenly he started kissing my neck and I lay my hands on his.
"What are we gonna do when we're home?", Clay smirked into my ear.
"You will sleep, my dear", I raised my eyebrows with a smile.

"You sure you don't wanna do something else?", he turned me back around and smirked.
"You won't remember that tomorrow then. Nah", I refused.
He sighed briefly before letting go of me and going over to the champagne bottle.
"Clayyyy, come on, that's enough!", I ran after him.

"This man can take a lot, you can let him drink", Nick yelled over to me. As soon as I turned from Nick back to Clay, he had already drunk another glass.
Just then a new song started playing. Clay started to dance and even if it looked a little embarrassing, it looked really hot to me.
Clay bit his lip and waved me to him, but I quickly shook my head because of what he just rolled his eyes and came to me.

He grabbed me by my waist and started to include me into the dance moves.
"Clay, that's embarrassing", I swallowed.
"Shh", he giggled. Then he turned me around and pulled me close again. He wrapped one arm around my waist to hold me with him, and with the other hand he grabbed the side of my hip and pressed it close to him.

"Clay", I said warning but he shut me up again while kissing my cheek. By now it must have been 8 or 9pm and I asked "Shouldn't we soon go home?"
"What?", Clay asked, letting himself fall against me more.
"Clay, I think we should go now."
"Yeah", he yawned, getting heavier onto me.
"Nick!", I yelled, waving him over.

Clay paid quickly and we left the restaurant after saying thank you and goodbye.
"Where did you park?", I asked Clay who wouldn't want to let go my hand since we left the terrace.
"Somewhere over there I think", he mumbled.
"I told you being drunk is not good!", I huffed.
"Calm down baby", he smiled at me drunk.
Fortunately we found the car and Nick could drive us home. Karl sat in the passenger seat and I sat in the back seat with Clay.

Clay was on the right and I was in the middle. He had his hand on my thigh and his head on mine the whole time. Eventually I heard a small snoring from him.
"Clay?", I giggled, stroking his hand that was still resting on my thigh.
"Did he fall asleep?", Nick asked.
"Yeah."
"Take care of him George", he giggled.

Then I decided to unbuckle me and him. I slid into the left seat and carefully placed Clay's head on my lap. His body automatically snuggled into the other seats and one of his hands grabbed my thigh again. I carefully buckled myself up again and held him with one hand on his chest while my other ran through his hair.

When we finally got home and got Clay into the house, Nick and Karl said they would just walk home and both sleep at Nicks. I then took care of getting Clay to bed and then lay down with him myself.

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