Fevers in August -dreamnotfound-

Really?

A/N: Not really sure where this is going, can't really think of things recently. I might take a pause and finish one story at a time, not sure but I'm thinking it over.

ANYWAY, onto the story

Dream woke up and opened his eyes only to be met with a glare. He closed his eyes against the sun's rays. "Shit that's bright." He heard a small giggle and realized that George was there, still keeping his eyes closed, he said out loud, "Good morning George." A moment later the sunlight went away, but Dream still didn't want to open his eyes. That was until a moment later when he felt something climbing on him, inching his eyes open to sit George sitting on top of him. "Good morning Dream." Dream just smiled dumbly, "Hello." George grabbed Dreams shoulder's and pulled him to where he was sitting up, George in his lap. Then George just rested his head in the crook of Dream's neck.

"Hi"

"What is this about?"

Dream felt George tense up a bit, and then take a deep breath. 

"Dream, I um- I think that I should just go ahead and say this. I really like you. Like a lot, and more than friendship. I have thought about this for a long time and I wanted to tell you." George finished talking and looked up to meet Dream's eyes.

Dream made eye contact with George, but as he did the other's seem to go foggy and unfocused. Then. George passed out. Dream panicked in an instant, something was wrong, he knew it. Dream shook George and tried to wake up, even resorting to cold water on his face, but nothing seemed to work. 

Reluctantly Dream grabbed his phone. 

"911 what's your emergency?"

"My friend passed out of no where, I can't wake him up." 

"Can you look at him and tell me if you can find any reason he might have fainted?" 

Dream rushed to the boy on his bed. "He is paler than normal, and his hands look really red, I can't thing of anything else that might have caused it." 

~In the hospital~

Dream paced the waiting room, he had been there for a few hours. Considering he had brought George to the hospital he should have been allowed to be in the room, but the hospital said otherwise. His legs were starting to hurt so he sat down, not for long as a doctor came out into the waiting room. "Is there anyone here for George Davidson?" Dream quickly walked over and was brought to a hallway, they stopped outside of a door. The doctor turned to face him. 

"Now, he has woken up, but he is still a bit out of it. We still don't know why he fainted in the first place, but he seems to be stable, be careful with what you say."  Dream nodded and the Doctor opened the door, letting Dream into the small, very clean room. 

Dream walked in and saw George sitting on the hospital bed, facing away from them. "George, someone is here to visit you." The doctor left the two in the room alone. George turned around as the door shut, his eyes still foggy. He looked at Dream confused until reality seemed to hit him. His eyes cleared and he inhaled sharply. "Dream...?" Dream also tensed up, the boy sounded scared. "Why am I here? What happened?" Dream walked over and sat next to the boy, he broke the eye contact. "Well, you passed out after saying something. They don't know why you passed out though." George took a deep breath. "I confessed didn't I?" Dream didn't say anything, he just nodded. "Oh, well I know why I passed out then. I had my anxiety to worked up. I'm sorry for worrying you." 

Dream laughed a bit, "There's nothing to be sorry for. I like you back anyway." He looked at George who was smiling. "I know." Dream laughed again, "Really? how?" George smiled. "A good guess, and also a fever dream, I had it in August." 

HAHAHHA THATS A WRAP!