Absolutely, 100%, completely, not allowed. (Dream x Reader)

Chapter 20 - Rock time

"She's sure," Nick said, walking up to you with probably more confidence than he actually had. 

The guy laughed it off, but you could see the nervous look in his eye as he got up and finally left you alone.

"It's because you're hot," Nick chastised. "And also an idiot who doesn't know how to say no to anyone."

"Tell me about it," You said, glaring in the direction the boy walked off in. "You can go back to the boys now, if you want." You gestured to Clay and George. They were walking along the water, and just seemed to be chatting.

"I'm...I'm good. It's been awkward for all of us. They need to talk it out before they finally get past their shit." Nick ran a hand through his hair, watching as the two in the distance paced around in the sand.

"It's all my fault," You sighed. "I told George I shouldn't come on the trip, but he begged me. I can't say no to him, either, so here I am."

"I know you're upset to hurt him and all, but this trip hasn't been all bad things. You met me," He gave you a friendly wink. "Also, Clay, I guess. Whatever. He's not important."

Nick had some strange ability to calm your nerves, no matter how you felt. He was a bit immature, but he was also young. What he lacked in maturity, he made up in charisma and comebacks.

"Then you can hang out with me." You said, scooting your chair over to make room for him. "I'm lonely."

"Who am I to deny the request of a pretty lady?" Nick winked, grabbing his own chair from the tent over.

"Clay will beat the shit out of you if you keep that up," You teased and moved to pull the tent back up, covering it from the sun again.

"If he tries to fight me, I probably deserve it." Nick stretched his legs out, sitting down under your tent. "But he's smart. And he may still be an idiot, but at least he respects some boundaries."

"Yeah," You laughed. "Some."

You sat with Nick for a while. He told you some stories about Clay, and you told him some about George. You felt like you and Nick were best friends, bonded by the tension between George and Clay.

You dropped your hand to the sand below you and you ran your fingers through it. It was surprisingly soft. You didn't know sand could be soft like this. You continued to just rake your fingers through it as you chatted with Nick, until your fingers caught on something. It was a rock. It was dark gray with white lines going in many directions across its surface. Your thumb caressed it, and a thought popped into your head.

You needed to get George.

You hopped out of your seat, leaving Nick behind, and hurried down the beach.

"What are you doing?" George said as you grabbed his arm, pulling him along the beach.

"Rocks." You said simply.

"Are you-really?" George sighed. "Right now?"

"If not now, then when?" You countered, pouting. "We have to."

Nick had caught up finally, and was looking back and forth between you and your brother in confusion. Clay was standing there, confused as well.

"It's, uhh...it's rock time," George explained to the boys, a hesitant expression on his face.

"Rock time?" Clay asked, shifting his weight to one leg.

"I'm going this way," You said as you began walking down the beach to the right side.

George shrugged and left Clay and Nick, walking in the other direction. You were too distracted by your search to see where they went after you ran off.