water droplets //dnf//

ch3: oops

(no specific spot to start song.. just a random one).

~Dream POV

What did I do..  I didn't mean to it just-

Shit.

I start to panic. god dream you're such an idiot you just *accidentally* bought a plane ticket wtf. george is going to think you're crazy.

George. How am I gonna tell him I managed to purchase a ticket to Florida for him. It's probably fine.. He won't even have enough time to prepare for the flight. But I don't even have to tell him if I just refund the ticket.

I scroll down trying to find the number in order to call someone about the mistake I've made. But I stop and see in tiny words..

*non refundable*

Well there goes that plan. I've got nothing else.

But right now for the time being, I need sleep. So I make my way over to the bed. I slip under the the warm sheets and shut my eyes. I lay there thinking about how and why I ordered that ticket. I wasn't even thinking about it, it just happened. Do I want him to come over that bad..

I take some melatonin to help me sleep and I knock out 15 minutes later.

*5 hours later*

I'm woken up to the ear-screeching alarm I forgot to turn off yesterday. I didn't need to wake up early but there is no chance I'm going back to sleep now. I groan because of the light coming through the window.. It's too early for this.

I sit up and check my phone, George hasn't texted me yet so I assume he's still sleeping. I walk sleepily to the restroom wiping my eyes and yawning every few moments. My eyeliner from last night rubs off on my hand. I look in the mirror to see the smudged eyeliner and smile because George called me hot in this just a few hours ago. I don't really have the motivation to shower so I just wash my face in the sink.

The water rushes from the sink as I rinse off my face. After I turn the knob there are still some drops. I focus on each small thud I hear when the droplets fall onto the marble counter. As the dripping slowly stops I snap back into reality.

I'm so tired. Tired of everything really but I can't act like that.. I have to try for my friends. My best friend.

Walking back to my room I'm trying to come up with what to do about the ticket. Should I tell him, sell it, just not say anything?

I sit in my gaming chair turning side to side with my phone in my hand.. I'm not gonna tell him. He'd think it's weird and creepy that I accidentally bought a ticket... I mean I wouldn't believe it if I heard someone say that.

I miss him though. I almost text him but remember we facetime now..

~George POV

I wake up to ringing but it's not my alarm, I check the clock on my nightstand and it's around noon.

I check my phone to see who is calling me, it takes me a second to adjust to the brightness but I see the contact name and smile

*dream:]*

I answer while yawning from just being woken up. He chuckles and tells me good morning..

He looks so handsome. So pretty? I'm not sure but he's just so beautiful in all ways.

"morning dream, why are you up so early"

"that stupid alarm.. never knows when to shut up"

I laugh and look at my phone. The man that's on the other side of the screen is also on the other side of the world, I wanna be able to see that beautiful face in real life soon. It's seeing his face is still a bit new for me so for the whole morning conversation I'm admiring it.

"have you had anything for breakfast, georgie?"

I scoff at the nickname but then reply,"no you just woke me up so i haven't thought about it.."

"oh? too busy thinking about me?"

I laugh and act annoyed but in reality he was right. I couldn't stop thinking about him. The call falls silent as I hear Dream yawn.

"what about you dream, have you ate?"

He sometimes forgets to worry about himself before me. He's the one with depression yet he spends most of his time asking me about my day. He's just so sweet.

"no, but I was planning on making some omelets later."

"oh sounds good, but the real question is what do you put on your omelets..?"

We go on about whether or not salsa goes with omelets. Of course he thinks he's right so the argument lasts longer than it should. But once we agree to disagree, we once again sit in silence. It sounds awkward but it's always so comfortable.. so welcoming.

I don't realize I'm staring until Dream starts laughing, I apologize and we go back to the silence.

"georgie i did something. i bought you a plane ticket"

What?

~Dream POV

Did I really just say that.. I didn't right?

"dream what did you do..", I hear George say with a concerned tone.. rightfully so.

What do I say? At this point I just let my mind say whatever because I had no idea what would be the best outcome.

"okay so.. last night i might've bought you a plane ticket to florida..". I say it softly because of the nerves but George manages to hear it still and stared at me in shock.

"uh, can you maybe elaborate. i'm still a little lost"

"georgie i- uh sorry i mean george, i was up really late just scrolling through tickets for brighton to florida. honestly i don't even remember ending up there or looking but, when i stopped zoning out.. it said.. i bought it."

God, he hates you, you seem insane, "i don't remember it" are you serious?

I mean it's true but it wasn't a valid excuse. I kinda just sit there waiting for a response. Every second getting more anxious. But I hear a chuckle.

He's laughing. Why is he laughing, does he not get I just randomly bought him a plane ticket. No planning, no talking about it, nothing.

"dream.. if you wanted me to come over that badly you could've just asked.", he said with a smirk, but clearly acting sarcastic.

"on a real note george, the plane leaves.. tomorrow. if you don't wanna go i completely 100% understand and i can give it away or somethi-"

"dream i'm going."

He really just said that. Why did he say yes? I wasn't prepared for him to say yes, my house is a mess, I'm a mess, I have no food, no plans. He'll hate it here. I wanted him to visit I really did but he wouldn't like it. I wish I could tell him it's fine and he doesn't need to come but.. I'm the one who randomly bought the ticket if the first place so there's no point.

"well okay"

"damn dream you're so stupid sometimes.. i like that about you"

It gave me butterflies.. His voice always did but this time it was worse. I wanted to hear him say it again. 'i like that about you'. I don't know why but I didn't really care at that moment. I was too busy drowning in George's voice.

"thanks georgie" I said while clearly smiling, forgetting were facetiming so he can see.

"dream do you wanna tell me more about the flight you randomly booked.. maybe the departure times and which airport?" George said between laughs.

I started laughing too, realizing how stupid I really was.

He made me so happy. I was panicking just minutes before, and now.. now I'm smiling and laughing. It's because of George, my bestfriend. The friend that makes me better on my worst days, I really do love him.