7 reason why we don't work. (DNF)

Windy Nights (Dream POV)

To my Best Friend,

I miss you more than I can ever say in words. Hell, even if I write a goddamn paragraph it will never express how much I miss your words, your voice, your smile. The glisten of emotion and love when you talk to me in your emerald green eyes. Dream, I miss when we were just friends nothing more. When we were close, but not too close, when we would hug tightly and never let go, instead of passionately kissing until I couldn't remember my name (haha heatwaves reference). True, when we kissed it made my heart flutter, and it seemed like my feet were on the clouds. But it was poisonous to me, like a toxin sent into my veins, making me want more.

You can't do this to me. It's all my fault. This is my fault Dream, and I can't live like this anymore. Without you, I'm nothing, just a broken piece of a puzzle. Goodbye again Dream, this won't be the last time we talk.

Love (no scratch that) FROM your friend,

George.

Dream felt a small twinge of joy when he heard George's soft voice on the end of the phone. He grasped the phone eagerly and ripped in out of Sapnap's hands. Sapnap shouted at him, annoyed, but Dream didn't care, all he cared about was George and his words on the other end of the telephone. He pressed his mouth to the phone, and hesitated, not knowing what to say to George. Dream had missed George so dearly on the plane, had thought about calling him too many times before remembering quickly that he couldn't and then feeling a pang of sadness that he couldn't contact his best friend. Dream had Sapnap to keep him company though, and talked and laughed with him for the whole plane trip, to distract himself and stop him from thinking about the person who he really wanted to talk to.

Dream couldn't stop thinking about George, he constantly lived in his mind, his face, his voice, his everything. It was so hard to resist, the burning feeling in his heart when he thought of George. It was so hard to stop wondering about him, wondering about what they would do when they meet, but he had too. Dream always ended up shaking the thoughts away, but they would always come back. 

AUTHORS NOTE: Hi everyone new reading my story! 20 reads is amazing thank you for that <3 ik my story is a little confusing so I wanted to clarify that the notes at the beginning of the chapters are always the notes from George to Dream, and then the rest of the story is always from Dream or George's POV. And sorry ik my spelling is always shit :D anyways heres half of Chapter 2 out!