Complicated Mess/DNF

Chapter 5- Space?

I found this fan art and it was just linked to a Pinterest but I found the creator on Instagram, @anjitriestodraw . I loved it and they are obviously super talented :). But anyways I hope you guys enjoy this Chapter <3 always love the feed back. 

Things get a little intense this is a warning incase

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Dream sat watching Bad's stream. If he was being completely honest he needed a break from what he was feeling. He stayed up all night for the sole fact that all of a sudden he couldn't think straight when he spoke to his best friend. Space. Space is what he thought he needed more specifically, but when he heard George say that he would stream with other friends of theirs without Dream he couldn't help but feel abandoned almost.

Instead of moping in his complicated emotions Dream decided to do an old habit that he had somehow let go of. He said a short goodbye to Patches and jumped in his car with his windows down and hopped on the highway.

The ways in which you talk to me

Have me wishin' I were gone

The ways that you say my name

Have me runnin' on and on

Oh, I'm cramping up

I'm cramping up

But you're cracking up

You're cracking up

I'm Mr. Loverman

And I miss my lover, man

I'm Mr. Loverman

Oh, and I miss my lover

He didn't hold back. He belted the lyrics of his current favorite song and his throat ached. The lights blurred from how fast he was going. He didn't care about the 70 mph sign that he had passed millions of times. Sure as hell not when he was in the middle of an emotional crisis.

But even as he belted however many love songs that used to remind him of whatever ex it was connected to his only thought was about George and his stream and if missed him.

Just as he had come to terms that losing his voice was not going to help him any and on his way to jump on the freeway ramp home flashing lights came from behind him. "Great."

He pulled off the side and lowered his music and his window. And with the best smile he could muster up at the moment he turned to his left.

"Hello officer."

"Boy, do you know how fast you were going back there?"

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George couldn't help but look at the discord to see if Dream was on. Offline. Even with the notification of him being offline he couldn't stop from opening his private chat with Dream and typing away.

Georgenotfound: Hey if you're still up to join my stream you're more than welcome.

Sent.

He hated how everything he seemed to send recently felt awkward, but honestly he was kinda awkward sometimes, but this was Dream out of all people. And now apart from the weird feelings he had a while ago that he blocked off the best he could without even knowing how Dream looked; he had to deal with them now and to make things worse he knows Dream inside and out his best friend was hot, extremely funny, caring, kind of an asshole, kinda annoying, but the British boy knew he would be lost without him. Completely and utterly lost.

The lack of response made George antsy, but he went on to do his stream with Sapnap and Quackity.

"WE ARE POPPIN' OFF WE ARE POPPIN' OFF!" The trio sang as they all jumped around on the prime path. He could hear a buzzing come from over his headset and Quackity shushed them dramatically.