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Chapter 3- excitement

George's POV

I woke up to my phone ringing. Usually I would ignore it, but when a quick glance showed that it was Clay I instantly picked up. 

"Hiii"

"Hey." 

The smile in Clay's warm voice was clear, and it brought one to my face, wiping all thoughts of the previous evening from mind. "Everything ok?"

Why is he calling so early? Not that I mind, but he always checks my time before he calls. Either something's wrong or he's zoning out, and from the tone of his voice I'd guess the second.

"Yeah, all good. I just had a thought and..I...well, I mean I wanted to tell you....to ask.......oh shit, wait...what's your time there??" I glanced at the clock, my mind wondering at the suddenly panicked tone to Clay's voice.

"4am." He swore under his breath, and then mumbled apologies for not considering the different time zones.

He's so cute.. no. Shut up. Stupid gay piece of sh-

"Don't worry about it. I woke up before you called me," I lied easily, "anyways, what did you wanna say? You having ideas is pretty rare."

I smiled slightly even though I was a bit worried, not sure if he'd bring up what happened the day before.

There was a rather lengthy pause, and just as I was about to check if the line had cut off Dream finally spoke. "Well...I was just thinking randomly, and...well, I..um.."

The nervousness I could hear in his voice was weird. He's literally always too confident, sometimes even too much so. As more silent time passed I only kept wondering if he was okay, and again what he was on about. Again if it was the day before.

I felt my belly clench in fear at the thought of Clay knowing why I had left so quickly. The feelings I had for my friend were barely registered in my own head, I certainly wasn't ready for whatever what reaction Clay would have.

"I uh...Iwasthinkingmaybewecouldmeetthisholiday." It came out in one rushed word, and the sound of a long breath being taken came out of my phone. (translation: I was thinking maybe we could meet this holiday.)

Did I hear that right?? 

"I....wow, I...oh my god.....that..I didn't expect-" I began, my voice wavering slightly, but I was almost instantly interrupted.

"Sorry, it's probably dumb, I know your busy and stuff so you don't need to worry about it." Clay's voice sounded almost ashamed, as if he had just done something wrong.

Again, I failed to understand why he was so nervous. He was never like this. 

"No..no, I think it sounds good. Me you and Sapnap?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. Dream sounded anxious, like what I was saying was the most important thing in the world at that moment.

"Well, the place we've been looking at has 4 bedrooms, so we were thinking we could invite someone else as well. Nick said Karl." My heart beat faster at the realisation that I was planning a holiday with Clay. 

With Clay.

"How long would we go for?"

"It's available for a week. Saturday 10th August to Saturday 17th."

A week. 7 whole days in Florida with Nick Karl and CLAY. It sounds like heaven.

"It sounds like...........amazing. Let's do it."

"YES! Um..cool. Great. I'd looked at tickets for everyone before...I can get them now. I'll pay for it all, I've been saving up for something like this since I earned my own money." He let out a short breath-like laugh

That's literally so sweet omfg GAY PANICCCC.

I really need to stop thinking like that.

"Cool, okay! Well, message me about anything I would need to know. That's...I'm so excited."

I'm going on holiday with Clay.

"Great! Well, I'll catch you later, please get some more sleep."

"Sure, I will. See ya!" Even the idea of sleeping now was stupid, but I could tell Clay was worried and I didn't want to upset him.

"Byee" There was a beep as the call ended, and I spent the next 10 minutes lying flat on my back in disbelief.

I'm going on holiday with Clay.

And so soon too, it was early July. There was barely a month to prepare. 

And I was finally going to meet the man I had grown to pretty much fall in love with, longed to really see so desperately. To talk to him in person, to hug him, to look into his eyes...

I sat up sharply, the realisation hitting me like a literal wall.

I'm gonna see his face. I'm gonna see his face. Holy shit. I'm gonna see his face.

The sudden excitement and shock that pumped through me gave the motivation to get myself in the shower. As warm water ran down my body, relaxing my aching bones and cleansing the sweat and dirt from my skin, I felt the final happiness bubbling inside of me. It was so beautifully unfamiliar.

I'm going to see his face. I'm going to see him. I'm gonna hug him. This is the best thing that could ever fucking happen to me.

(852 words)

Ok I started this book at like 8pm and it's now 2:40am. I've done 3 chapters though, pretty good. And they're gonna meet. If you read and enjoyed please lmk, and vote if you can. Also I'm very sleep deprived, so if I ever write and it doesn't make sense leave a comment telling me and I'll rewrite when it's a decent time. I mean I don't know if anyone will read this, I don't think it's very good but I love writing and I love the dream smp, so why not??