Treehouse (dreamnotfound)

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I wrote this in one sitting at 5 am I apologize if it's terrible!
also reading some of the libraries yall add this story too makes me second guess if this is actually good or not 😭

Dreams pov

Waking up is always the worst and I will never not say that. Maybe staying up all night talking to Nick wasn't the best idea.
I look over at my phone and see the overwhelming amount of notifications which I force myself to answer.

Nick
Hey dude did you ever actually sleep?

Me
Oh yeah I did-

Nick
Jesus christ it took you forever to reply I thought you died.

Moving onto the next notification it seemed to be from Wilbur.

The podcast man
Hey I know you were literally on the podcast like two days ago BUT please say yes to another one I have a special guest coming on which you might really like

Me
Special guest huh? Sure i'll do it.
What time?

The podcast man
Around 3pm

I look over at my clock....2pm...CRAP

me
Okay sure i'll get ready

Maybe waking takes a lot of work but i've never hopped out of my bed so fast.
Running into the bathroom I stop in front of the mirror, it didn't matter what I looked like since they can't see us but I would still like to look somewhat nice.

Special guest huh....? Maybe a surprise Wilburs been planning?
Last time I was surprised with anything was when-

3rd person

The wind rushes through the fresh fallen leaves and the peony's along the path, creating a wall of sorts around the two boys.
"Hey what do you think life's going to look like for us later on?" George asks

The ashen hair boy looks over at him, searching his eyes like he always does.
"Why do you say that?" He asks
Keeping his eyes on the trail in front of him, George continues
"I was just thinking....about it you know..? Do you ever do that? Think about the future?"

Clay disconnects his eyes from George's and looks at the wildflowers around them.
"We're only kids now ya' know..? What's the worst that could happen? And if anything does, i'm sure we will still be together then so we can face it together... How often do you think about that George?"

"Quite a lot actually. The futures uncertain and always scares me if i'm being honest...I just don't want to be the person who messes something up-"
"Hey!" The younger boy wraps his arms around George's shoulder. "Even if you did something incredibly stupid I would still be your friend you know?"

The light that flashes through the dark brown haired boys eyes will never leave Clays mind.
A memory like this may be kept with him forever and become an important part of him.

"Yeah..." George puts his hand over Clays shoulder, returning the gesture "Thanks...it means a lot"

Taken back, and surprised, by the gratitude the ashen haired boy laughs it off and continues back down the path.

Dreams pov

I throw the water from the sink up at my face, the warm breeze from the memory being replaced by cold water drops down my face.

God do I miss those days...

The clock strikes 3

George's POV
(a few hours back)

I'm not really sure how long I stayed in that treehouse for but before I knew it the sun started to peak through the windows of the house.

I got up and tried to rub the ache out of my neck.
Looking at my phone I see the time.

2:30pm

CRAP

I slide down the ladder and start sprinting towards my house.
"how long did I even sleep???" I yell while running

The nostalgia hits me as I run though the trail.
Me as a kid with my rain boots splashing in the puddles distorts with my black boots in the dirt.
The trees creating the same blanket of shade over me. The exhilaration and anxiety of wanting to do something new and afraid of what the future might hold.

I burst through my back door and run to grab my laptop.
The time reads 3:10 exactly, the notifications of Wilbur asking where I am blow up my phone.
I quickly join the call and take a deep breath.

"Hey guys..." I manage to say through heavy breaths "sorry i'm late"

"Is this the special guest Wilbur? Seems like he was in a hurry." 

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:) yup.
It was so nice to write in third person again, it's literally my favorite.
ALSO WERE ALMOST AT 2K READS THATS CRAZY!

REMINDER TO DRINK WATER I LOVE YOU ALL MWAH MWAH MWAH

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