The Triangle

❥Warning:
Includes strong language.

-Y/N's POV-
Tuesday morning I woke up in Clay's bed. But I felt something wrapped around me, making my eyebrows squish together.

My eyes fluttered open. I blinked several times then looked down and saw there were arms wrapped around my stomach. My head jerked to the right to see George fast asleep, cuddling me.

I gasped in response then quickly scooted away, which resulted in me falling off the bed with a groan. It woke George up.

George groaned awake slightly and rubbed his eye while looking around. Then he grabbed his phone off the nightstand then sighed at the time.

I groaned again while pushing myself up tiredly with my hands.

George's eyebrows squished together as he scooted to the left to see me on the floor.

GEORGE:
"Y/N?? What're you doing on the floor?" He reached my hands to help me up.

Y/N:
"You know, admiring the floor." I rolled my eyes and grabbed his hands to stand up.

Once I was to my feet, I sighed while staring at him.

Y/N:
"You were cuddling me in your sleep and it startled me." I said flatly as I rubbed the back of my sore neck.

George's eyes widened as he blushed.

GEORGE:
"O—oh sorry, I—I thought I was holding a pillow..." he stuttered.

Y/N:
"It's fine. Just next time, give a girl a warning." I tilted my neck while shutting my eyes.

GEORGE:
"What's wrong with your neck?"

Y/N:
"I fell off the bed, we've been through this." I had a hint of attitude in my tone.

George raised his eyebrows.

GEORGE:
"Are you always this charming in the morning?" He joked with a light smile.

I scoffed while opening my eyes.

GEORGE:
"A—are you mad that I cuddled you in my sleep?"

Y/N:
"No I'm mad because—" I sighed while looking out the window, "Nevermind..."

GEORGE:
"Wait you're actually mad at me?" His eyes widened a little as his lips curled down, "What did I do?"

Y/N:
"It's not what you did, alright? It's what dream you did."

His eyebrows squished together as he chuckled.

GEORGE:
"So you're mad at me for what your subconscious did that was disguised as me?"

Y/N:
"Shut up." I scoffed while walking to the door.

GEORGE:
"You're not even gonna tell me the dream?" He raised his voice a little as I left Clay's room.

Y/N:
"Nope!" I raised my voice back as I strolled down the hallway, leaving him.

When I made it downstairs, I saw Clay and Nick whispering to each other on the couch while Clay's mom and aunt were speaking to my parents, making me stop at my eyes widened.

Once my parents noticed me, they walked to me quickly.

MOM:
"Sweetie—"

I backed away quickly while holding myself. Clay and Nick frowned at me.

DAD:
"You're not going to school today. You're coming home with us."

I swallowed hard while slightly glaring at them, narrowing my eyes.