School had been long that day. But nonetheless, Dream was determined to tell George how he felt.
Five months.
Thats how long they'd known eachother.
As the field came into view, so did George's bike, parked against a tree.
He parked his nearby and ran into the field.
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Sunrise. // Dreamnotfound
FanfictionSunrises are supposed to be beautiful, right? Atleast, that's what young Clay thought. But he'd be proven wrong. Regrets. Hope, stupid hope. He'd pay for falling too deep into a hole he couldn't crawl out of. That one single day, he'd learn there's...
