My Brother's Best Friend (DreamNotFound)

"2:47 am"

Chpt. 4

(George's perspective)

We arrive at the beach and head down to the sound of crashing waves. I walk out slowly and Nick and Dream run into the water.

They push the water towards each other soaking each other's shirts and pants. They laugh in their soaking clothes dunking each other's heads in not caring about the drenched clothes they'll have to deal with later.

I plop myself down onto the sand and grab my phone. There wasn't anything to do on my phone I just didn't have anything else to do.

I go back to the car and grab my drink, I see that there are some friends and I decide to grab them. I spot a beach towel in the trunk and thankfully grab it. I set it down on the sand as the boys walk around drenched in salty sandy seawater.

I notice that clay starts heading towards me. I divert my gaze, so as not to make it seem like I was starring.

"Hey" I hear the dirty blonde call from just a bit away

"Hey, um, wheres Nick going to?"

"I told Sap I wanted to talk to you, so he's just getting stuff from the boardwalk shops" a level of worry arises in me as to why he wanted to talk. I sit there for a bit and I realize he was probably expecting a response, but I didn't know what to say. "Sorry if I made you uncomfortable at lunch, I realize I might have pushed it, I'm sorry"

I was surprised by his change of tone. He was rarely this calm and was never like this around Nick. It was sorta... cute.

"Oh, no it's fine" I didn't want to upset him, and I know he was just joking. "Just jokes"

"Yeah," he says and turns his head, his words not as convincing as they were before.

We sit together on the towel, the sun getting closer and closer to the horizon.

Now that I think about it, it's not that I didn't like what happened earlier today, I guess I just wasn't ready. It was his typical humor but it caught me off guard since it had been a while.

I replay the moment over in my head, no one else in the restaurant, and it didn't seem so bad anymore.

I look away from the waves crashing on the beach, and back to Clay. I notice that one of us, maybe both of us, had moved closer to each other, the space between us not so small anymore. I look back to the horizon sensing his gaze on me.

I sit for a while the sound of waves and faint sounds of other people along the beach. A soft touch rubs against my thigh,

It was Clay.

I try not to avert my gaze, pretending not to notice. I can feel the rosiness on my cheeks as the blood rushes to them. I slowly look down to see our thighs touching. It was nice.

I feel the warmth of the setting sun on my face and the calming touch of clay. It felt like a dream. I look up at his face and see that he was looking right back. We gaze into each other's eyes and a glow appears in his eyes, the golden sun illuminating his face.

We stare into each other's eyes admiring one another.

I catch a shadow out of the corner of my eye and quickly break my gaze.

"Ahh, I see we're recreating the Burger King scene?" I was confused before I realized our thighs were still touching and we had shifted fairly close to each other. I quickly move mine, but Clay plays into the earlier joke to avoid the awkwardness, moving even closer.

Ugh why is nick so annoying, he saved me from doing something I could've regretted. Nonetheless, annoying.

"Exactly, George likes it, doesn't he?" Dreams voice was so calming, but the words, not as much...

"Shut up" I decided to stand my ground yet again annoyed by the younger boys. He changes so fast when Sap comes around. Not that I minded it, he was funnier around nick. But I liked who he was when we were alone together. 

We all sat together on the towel a bit squished, but nick decided to sit between me and Dream. They chatted a bit about games and all that twitch stuff. I liked to play Minecraft but I never took interest in the social media part. I overheard the conversations but kept to myself and watched the sunset. The sky getting a deeper orange by the minute.

Soon enough to the bottom of the glowing ball had reached the horizon. We all sat in silence cherishing the new summer memories. Taking everything beautiful about life in, slowly. Not planning, just living.

The last sliver of amber light disappears beyond the horizon, and the nighttime chill blows across our bodies. Nick gets up and heads to the car with a yawn.

Yet again it was Clay and me, who sat together, just us. Even though we weren't close this time I was happy. I felt the warmth of him, not physically, but almost... spiritually. He was such a great friend. even though he was Nick's friend, I still think we both enjoyed each other's company.

I wait for Dream to get up so I don't have to shoo him off the towel. I was getting really tired and I wanted to get home. He finally gets up and I quickly get up and take the towel to the car.

Nick had taken off his wet shirt from earlier today, trying to keep the salty water from getting on the seats. And as I get in the back I notice that Clay had done the same. The damp shimmer of streetlights reflects off of his carved abs. he leans back in his chair closing his eyes, his slowed breath rising his chest.

The car slows and pulls into our driveway, waking me from my nap. I noticed that Sap had gotten very tired. Clay and I had fallen asleep, leaving him to keep himself awake. I feel bad for making him drive us home, but at least we were home just fine. Nick nudges Clay, and he slowly opens his eyes.

I get out of the car and head inside, I leave the door open. Clay and Nick follow shortly after. We were all pretty tired, I decide to head upstairs and have a shower. I get settled into my bed as the sound of the whirring fan lulls me to sleep.

A yellow light floods the hallway, blaring through my eyelids, awakening me. The door to the bathroom opens, a tall silhouette peeks out of the door frame but quickly retreats to turn off the light. The gleaming light is sucked out of the corridor, and the faint silhouette stumbles into Nick's bedroom.

I turn to check my clock before over, the glowing neon bars on the clock readout 2:47 AM.

"Jeez, why are you up so late?" I question the silhouette I know can no longer hear me.

I pull the sheets up and shuffle around until I feel comfortable. Just as slumber starts to consume me, an unexpected feeling of emptiness arises.

The feeling of fatigue no longer occupies my mind, but rather this unexpected emotion. A desire for one's attention and warmth. I stare blankly at the ceiling wondering why this feeling has so suddenly arrived. A brief thought crosses my head that I quickly shun; perhaps a reason for this, a person who can fill the pit.

But I shouldn't think about that, I tell myself. I attempt to repress this panging sensation and close my eyes in an attempt to fall asleep. After countless minutes of laying in silence, my consciousness slowly fades as I fall into sleep.

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(1320 words)

This ones a bit shorter. Sorry for the late post :/. The whole story started with that last part and I sorta built around it so I'm happy I finally got to include it :). I was listening to Pierre by Ryn Weaver the other day and it sorta gave me the whole plot plan... I didn't have a plan but 2 am songs rly do something to my brain. I have plans to make it around 20-25 chapters. Sorry for not including 2 chapters this Friday I posted the other one on Wednesday. I was gonna post another but I had a ton of school work :/. TYSM for all the support I can't believe people actually read this 😃👍 so hey y'all's!

I made cookies the other day which made me rly happy so go do something you haven't done a while that makes you happy. You're loved, have an awesome weekend <3