george woke up in his grey room, and checked his phone for the time.
3:32am
he sat up, his back drenched in sweat. "no."
his heart raced, and he grabbed his phone, and looked through his last texts with dream.
dream: text me when you get home so ik ur safe
george: im home dw
dream: good. im high btw
george: what why
dream: bc i have weed? why the fuck else lmao
george: oh my god
george: dream you have to stop
dream: can i come over im lonely
george: no what would i tell my parents
dream: just say im a friend
george: go to sleep dream
georges heart dropped to his stomach, and hot tears welled in his eyes. "it was all a dream?" he covered his mouth with his hand so his parents wouldnt hear his desperate sobs and aching breaths.
george rang dreams number, and he picked up after only a few seconds.
"hey, are you okay?"
"oh my god." george choked on the words, and pulled down his sweatpants to see his left hip, the only marks were scars from past self injuries.
"george?"
george sobbed loudly and threw his phone on the bed.
it was all a dream.
"george?" dreams voice was muffled from the other side of the phone.
george wanted to tell dream everything about last night, the love, the sex, how real it all felt. he couldnt- he didnt even know dream the way he thought he did.
"we never did any of it." george sniffled, and tugged his hoodie off to allow his back to cool off from the sweat.
"george, what are you talking about? do you want to come over?"
"dream-" george couldnt tell him, they werent even friends. "ill talk to you at school."
"you woke me up at three in the morning in tears. im coming over, send the addy."
"ill text it." george grabbed his phone and sent dream his address. "um, text me when youre here, theres a window in the kitchen that ill help you through."
"okay."
george hung up the phone, and thought back on everything hed missed. theyve never cuddled, theyve never showered together, played in the rain, their first kiss was non existent.
"i dont even know him." georges mind couldve made dream a totally different person than he really was.
he thought about how real the sex felt, and how he couldve sworn he heard dreams heartbeat on his chest. he got distracted from his thoughts when his phone buzzed in his lap.
dream: here
george slipped his hoodie back on before quietly opening his bedroom door. he snuck downstairs to open the window and climbed out. he saw dream standing in his driveway, wearing his green hoodie and black jeans.
"dream." george whisper-yelled, and got dreams attention.
dream put his phone in his pocket and walked over to george. "hi."
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Love Like You | Part 1 of the Steven Universe Series
FanfictionIt's senior year, and the buzz is immaculate. Dream, the kid always in fights, running from the cops, and hardly even shows up to class is so tough until he meets George, a shy boy who's focused on his grades and his future career. They get put in t...
