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Sapnap's POV

I spent the rest of the evening alone in my room, just scrolling through social media after texting George for a while. I was getting pretty bored, but Clay went to sleep so I didn't want to bother him.

I breathed out and rolled to my side, not liking the position enough. I sat up with a scoff and glanced at my door when I heard some noise behind it.

'Who is there?' I asked in the hope it would be Clay and not my parents who were about to come in.

'Clay,' he mumbled as he opened the door, coming in with a decently happy face. 'Okay so... I have something to ask you and you don't have to but I wanted to make it up to you. I thought you might enjoy it and... yeah.'

'What is it?' I wondered as I lifted myself up higher, looking at the slight spark in his eyes.

'My friends asked me to have a boys' weekend. We are going to Ivan's house again because his parents are gone and stay the weekend. Only his older brother is at home, but he's thirty or whatever so he won't get involved.'

'So? What do I have to do with this?' I questioned, pulling my legs up while spinning my phone in my hand.

'I wanted to ask if you wanted to come to!' he exclaimed, such a happy smile that saying no seemed a lot harder than usually.

'I'm not sure if that's... my thing,' I answered honestly, shrugging right after that. 'I know you mean this very sweetly, but you'll all be drinking a lot and such and that's just really what I want to be involved with.'

The spark disappeared from Clay's eyes and he gave me a soft nod as he turned back to the door. 'That's okay... I understand. It was just a suggestion, I'm sorry if I sounded dumb or pushy.'

'How long will it be?' I asked because I started to feel pretty guilty when I saw the sad look in his eyes.

'From tonight, or tomorrow morning, until Sunday evening. But you can leave earlier if you want to, obviously.'

'When are you going there?'

'Tonight because I don't want to be here at home anymore...' he replied with a quiet voice, a fragile one as if it would break any second.

'Okay, maybe I'll come with you, but I'll leave tomorrow. I really don't like sudden changes and sleeping somewhere different with people I don't know so please, promise me you'll stay close to me this time.'

'I will!' he exclaimed, trying to contain his excitement. 'Are you actually coming? I'm so excited for this! We've never been to a sleepover together.'

I chuckled softly when I saw the pure happiness in his eyes and stood up, wrapping my arms around his waist. 'I love you, I just want to see you happy.'

'I love you too!' he shouted out, his arms wrapping around my shoulders to give me a tight hug. 'I will make sure you can sleep near me because I know you like security.'

'Thank you. Also... I just wanted to say that I believe you no matter what our parents say. I've been suspecting you to be dyslexic and have ADHD.'

'So then I wouldn't be dumb?' he asked with such a genuine voice that my heart seemed to break into a million pieces.

'You have never been dumb, Clay,' I replied, locking our hands together. 'Even if you wouldn't have dyslexia.'

'But-,' he started, the real Clay showing more and more as he spoke out how insecure he actually was behind his mask.

'No, you are not dumb. You have more trouble learning, but that's it.'

'Can I get rid of dyslexia?' Clay asked with a hopeful look in his eyes.

'Unfortunately not, but there's a lot of things that can help you at school and such,' I responded.

'But I need a... what's it called?' He looked at me with sad eyes, some despair because he couldn't think of the word he wanted to say.

'A diagnosis?' I sought. 'Is that what you're looking for?'

'Yes... but I don't have one so I won't be able to get help from school either. It just stays the same and I'll fail all my tests until I have to redo the year again and again and get kicked from school...'

'Maybe we don't need our parents to get you an official diagnosis,' I suggested. 'Because maybe we can ask the school to get you into a diagnosis process. I don't think they can diagnose ADHD and those type of things, but maybe at least dyslexia.'

'I wish I could go through a full diagnosis process and get everything together, but dyslexia would be something already.'

'If you're diagnosed with dyslexia, it's more likely for mom and dad to get you tested for more stuff,' I answered. 'Anyway, I know you're not too great at planning and stuff so do you want me to help you pack your bags?'

'Please,' he replied. 'I'm actually so excited to go there with you. I just don't know how to tell mom and dad because they'll never agree anyway...'

'I'll solve that part. If you go to your room and get some clothes, your toothbrush and all those kind of things, I'll go to them to tell them we are going away.'

He nodded and walked back to the stairs to go to his room as I went downstairs to go to our parents in silence. It felt tense when I entered the living room, my mother on the couch with her phone and my father at the public pc in the room.

'Mom and dad, Clay and I are going to some friends for the weekend,' I announced, immediately turning around because I didn't want them to tell me it wasn't allowed or anything.

'No, you're not. Clay has house arrest and it's nothing for you to sleep somewhere differently,' my mother demanded, shaking her head.

'And now it is. Clay is coming with me because I don't care about whatever you want him to do. He hasn't committed a crime or anything and you can't ground him for being gay. So, too bad for you, but Clay and I are going. If you don't agree, that's your problem. If you say anything else, I'm not coming back for the upcoming week.'

I turned around and slammed the door behind me, leaving them alone in an uncomfortable and tense silence...

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