To my secret love.

To my secret love...George

Dreams perspective: I lay down on my couch and I start to wonder what yt videos I should do. *ding!* I grab my phone out of my pocket. As I read the message I become a little hot. "It's George." I smile. I tap on it and see and image attached. It's George at the airport saying. "Dream I can't wait to see you!" I had completely forgotten. I rush upstairs cleaning everything embarrassed. As I finished cleaning my heart starts pumping. I grab my chest and start blushing saying "George I can't wait to see you tonight..."

-Dream

George's perspective: "done! Now I'll call a cab and go to Dreams house." I walk to the exit grabing my suitcase. Dream had sent me a week ago an image of his eyes. His eyes were a soft emerald green and he was in the sunlight with his sofed tanned skin beaming. Although it was a image of eyes in that moment it had felt like that was only for me to have a me only me and him had. Nevermind that that was nothing we are just friends. Nothingless. I had entered the car as the driver told me "where to?" I replied with "To ×××××× I have somebody to see." Those words made my ears red and my face. I do have to see him. I want to see him. Maybe he won't like me maybe I'm to ugly. My ears started to ring with me starting to feel nervous. But all I can remember is his eyes.

-by Fern_is_weird