You and clay were best friends. Practically attacked at the hip. His parents loved you like you were their own child. You and clay had grown even closer after hannahs death. NOW You were both cuddled up in clays bed watching a movie on his laptop. "The doors closed." You mumbled. "Hmm?" Clay muttered back. "Your moms gonna kill you." You mumbled back. Clay laughed slightly and ran his hand through your hair. "Thats something I'll deal with tomorrow." He said. "Just comfy here with you right now."