Secrets (DreamNotFound)

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TW's:
-I don't think there are any, but make sure to tell me if there are!

Sapnap's POV

I had been texting my mum a lot but she hadn't replied. It worried me a lot, even though I knew she was probably just asleep. I still got worried everyday, she couldn't move. What if she fell or something? What if she- no, stop. Maybe I should call my aunt for a little. I stood up and saw George and Dream looking at me.

'Where are you going?'

'Uh- the toilet.'

'Oh, okay,' Dream said. He smiled but not genuinely. Just as George. Maybe I was a little too fast by judging their lives perfect. They both didn't seem that happy. I ignored the thought, they would tell me when something my was wrong right? Maybe they wouldn't, I didn't tell them something was wrong either. I walked to the bathroom and called my aunt. My phone rang for a little but after a minute she finally took the call.

'Hey Nick, did you already land?'

'I did, how is mum?'

'She is doing okay, don't worry. She is just sleeping.'

I sighed deeply. 'Okay, good. I was a little worried.'

'I understand, but you don't have to. She is doing perfectly fine. I know what to do, she is my sister.'

'Okay, thanks.'

'No problem. Now go and enjoy your holiday.'

'I will try.'

'Nick, I know it's hard to let this go, but you have to. You have to relax for a little. This holiday is not only for friends but also for yourself. You have to calm down a little, you deserve this holiday.'

'Thanks, aunt.'

'No problem, Nick. How go back to your friends. Did they land already?'

'George and Clay did.'

'Okay, sweetheart. See you soon.'

'Bye.'

My aunt hung up and I started walking back. George and Dream were talking, I didn't know about what. George seemed so broken, he looked fragile, he was as pale as a ghost and his hand was bruised. I didn't really know what happened but he had some wounds on his knuckles, maybe he hit a wall when he was mad or something? I couldn't see George getting that mad, but sure. They didn't know anything about me either, so why would I judge about them.

'Are you good?' I asked George.

George nodded. 'Why?'

'Oh, nothing. Just wondering, you look a little pale.

'No, nothing wrong. I was just talking about a video idea with Dream.'

'Oh, okay.

I looked around me and suddenly saw Fundy walking. He looked happy, I could see the smile on his face from such a far distance.

'Fundy!' I yelled.

'Dang it! I wanted to scare you,' he laughed.

George and Dream stood up and when Fundy came closer we all hugged him. We stood in front of each other, Fundy still smiling like crazy. He was so excited seen his face.

'How was your flight?' Dream asked.

'Good! How about you?'

'Oh, it was alright.'

I noticed Dream was trying to hide his face a little in his hoodie. I gave him a weird look, which made him even more nervous. He started biting his nails and looked away. I didn't know Dream like this, I only knew him like the cocky and happy guy. I never saw a nervous and a little insecure guy. He was trying to straighten his posture, but why? Was he afraid people would think he wasn't as confident as he normally was? Was he afraid of being judged?

Why was he walking so weirdly? As if he was trying to hide how he actually walked, what was he trying to do? After a while I got sick of the questions I had and I grabbed Dream's shoulders. I pulled him with me and looked at him.

'What's going on?'

'Huh why?' he grinned. The cocky Dream was back again.

'Why are you acting so nervous and insecure? I'm not used you do that.'

'I'm not insecure?'

'You're hiding something.'

'I'm not, leave me alone. I was talking with Fundy and George. Why would I hide something. We tell each other everything right?'

'Do we?'

'Do you?'

'Uh- yeah. Of course.'

'Well, what the problem then?'

'Nothing.'

Dream straightened his posture again and walked back. There went my chance to tell him everything.

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