New beginnings

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3rd person pov:

TW: cursing

"Fuck" George said to himself quietly as he woke up. He grabbed his phone of his clustered nightclub. He turned it on and covering the face of his phone was a notification. '20 new messages, 13 missed calls from 'baka dream🧍‍♀️'. George laughed at the silly nickname that he put on his phone for dream last night while he was zooted out of his mind. He called Dream back and Put it on speaker and layed his head on the pillow and put the phone on his chest. "Hello?" Dream said, "Ello, why'd you call so late, its 4:00 AM?" "YEAH EXACTLY DUMBASS!" Dream said with a tiny wheeze. "Huh?? OH SHIT! ITS 4 AM!!!". "CMON HURRY UP GEORGE YOUR GONNA BE LATE!" George quickly jumped out of his messy bed. He put Ripped black jeans over his boxers and put a cute Pink sweater on that had a collor and white at the ends of the sleeves that reached down barely above his fingertips. He looks in the mirror and checked his tounge ring that he got about a week ago. It was Black on one ball and Pink on the other. He couldn't be bothered to brush his hair.    He heard a muffled " George" from his bed and he'd like to shit his pants. He had completely forgot about Dream being on the phone. George let out a squeak and said" Alrighty im on my way. See ya in a couple hours" he said. You could hear his smile through the phone" Alright Bye George have fun! Call me when your there. Love you!"   " Love you too"George said not even realizing. Dream blushed slightly but brushed it off fairly quickly. George t
Hung up, grabbed his stuff and headed toward the airport. He arrived at the airport and got on the plane to Florida. ( Ive never been to an airport idk how it works. Use that brain of yours and use your imagination will ya?). George got off the plane and called Dream but when he called he said hes already there.

George pov:
He's already here? How did he know oh well, I guess Ill just look for him. ... oh yeah... I don't know what he looks like. I sat down on a nearby bench and got lost in my own thoughts. About what dream looks like, what color are his eyes? How long is his hair? Is he skinny? Is he tall? Is he...hot???-

Dream pov:
I see George zoned out looking at the ground sitting on a bench. I about to walk up to him when I realized he's never seen me before, so I decided to play a trick on him. I walk up to him and sit next to him on the bench. How the hell did he not notice??? I  tapped on the smaller boys shoulder and George looked at me. "Can I help you?" He  stated. "Yeah, who are you waiting for?" I said. "My bestfriend" he said. For some reason the word bestfriend felt like a punch in the chest. I decided to ignore it and then ask George what his name is. " George Davidson, and you?" He said taking his hand out to shake it. I Stand up infront of him and admire his outfit for a second.. so cute... I grab his hand and say " I'm clay." I  pull him up and hug him. " Or Dream"   

George pov:
this guy named Clay is Hugging me and I don't know why until he says hes dream. My eyes widen and I hug him back. "DREAM??!"

Nobodys pov:
they finish up doing there hugging and crying and stuff and get and Dreams car and go to his house. Dream ordered takeout and George is sitting down on Dreams Navy blue couch. Takeout gets there

3rd person pov: Dream sets the Takeout on the coffee table in front of the tv and the couch. George whatches Dream as he sits down next to George. " What do you want to whatch?" Dream said. "I dont know, you pick." George said. They picked a scary movie and started whatching it and started to cuddle.....

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 07, 2021 ⏰

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