Anything For You, Dream - {DNF} //BOOK 2

Chapter 25: Nick's Back!!

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Not only will he be angry at me for telling Clay, but he'll know that I came to visit him.

It'll break him.

I don't want to hurt George.

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George POV

I was at the airport waiting for Nick. He should be appearing anytime soon. It was currently the 15th of December and he was staying in until the 29th.

It's going to be fun.

I stood awkwardly, looking at my phone. It wasn't even turned on I just didn't want to look lonely.

There he was. I couldn't help but smile when I saw him, I was so, so happy he was here.

"George!!"

"Welcome back!"

I ran up and hugged him, causing him to drop his bags. He didn't mind, he just hugged back harder.

"It's good to see you again."

"Same here. You hungry?"

"Starving."

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After stopping for food, we went back home and he unpacked in the guest room again.

I was catching up with him, talking about school, when there was a knock at the door.

"I'll get it. You keep unpacking."

"Okay."

I walked up to the door and opened it to find Daniel. My smile dropped.

"Nick's here."

"Oh. He doesn't like me, does he?"

"No... But he could learn to. I'll try make him."

"You'd do that for me?"

"Yes. Now shut up and go away."

"When can I see you?"

"I'm not sure. I'll call you."

"Okay, okay."

He leant in to kiss me and I rolled my eyes. I gave him a quick kiss and sighed.

"Go!"

"I am, I am. Bye Georgie."

"Bye, bye."

I turned around to Nick stood, arms crossed, shaking his head.

"What're you doing, you George?"

"What do you mean?"

"Where do you think things will go with him?"

"Wherever I want them to."

"He's a dick, George."

"He's not anymore. He's changed."

"People don't change. They just get better at making people think they have."

"You only use that in your favour. Clay's changing. He's getting better."

Nick's expression morphed into a very sad one, a very worried one.

"Oh, George. I have something to tell you."

He sounded distraught.

"What? Is Clay okay? Did something happen??"

He sat down on the couch and ran his hands through his hair.