Months had passed since George moved to Florida, since George met Dream, and If he was honest, it has been the best months of his life. The late-night car rides, blasting out music as they drive through the city, running hand in hand through the pouring rain. It was something you'd see in a movie, something you'd only ever wish for. For George to say this was his life, that he had been so lucky to gain such an amazing person seemed so surreal.
Their friendship had only grown stronger as the days passed. They spent every day together, when they were apart, they were on call or texting. George had found true happiness, all because of Dream.
However, for George it seemed like something more than friendship was growing. Something he tried to hard to push back, but how could he? When Dream made his life a fantasy, like a movie, how could he deny the deep truth? The truth that anyone who looked close enough could see.
George did not want to admit it to himself, he would never risk losing Dream. Dream saved him, he gave him everything, so if ignoring his feelings meant not losing Dream, then that is what he would have to do. It did not stop them being there though, feelings as strong as his were not something you could just put aside.
Maybe they were not just feelings though, sometimes it felt like those three words. Those three words that he was so afraid to say, so afraid to feel. But why? Why was he so afraid? They were only words.
George was quickly knocked out of his thoughts when he felt a small nudge on his arm.
"You there Georgie?" Dream chuckled as he watched George become lost in his thoughts.
"Yeah, sorry." George replied, giving Dream a warm smile.
The two boys were sat side by side on a tall rooftop, overlooking the city, late at night. It was so beautiful, so peaceful. Their legs were dangling off the ledge as they admired the lights of the city ahead, it was mesmerising.
"Can I ask you something?" Dream asked, breaking the comfortable silence.
"Yeah, sure." George replied, still looking at the city below.
"Why don't you say it?" Dream asked, in a soothing tone.
"You're going to have to be clearer than that Dream." George chuckled, not understanding what Dream was asking.
"I love you, why don't you ever say it, to anyone? Dream asked again, question clearer this time.
The question caught George off guard. It was the same question he had been asking himself for so long, why couldn't he bring himself to say it? Everyone else around him seemed to find it so easy to just say those three words, so why couldn't he?
"Not good with emotions I guess." George answered, partially it was a true answer, however it was a lot deeper than that.
"I know there's more to it then that." Dream pushed, he knew he was pushing George, but he was genuinely curious.
George sighed, preparing himself to answer Dream's question, knowing it was going to be a deep conversation. In George's opinion, deep conversations were the best, they allowed you to really get to know a person and their emotions, however this question was something he hardly knew the answer to himself.
"I guess It's because the words mean a lot to me, you know? Like it's not something I'd just say to my friends or to anyone really. It's not that I don't feel it though, It's just like hard for me to say it." George started.
Dream just nodded, allowing George to let it out as he sat and listened. It was nice for Dream to hear George open up like this, he didn't do it often.
"It's hard to explain, but it's like no matter who you say it to or how many times you say it, it doesn't change anything. It won't make a person say, you just open up to them like that and it won't stop them from leaving. If anything, it gives them a better chance to hurt you if they know that's how you feel. Saying it won't change the outcome, it won't stop someone leaving and walking out on you, so what's the point in saying it." George explained, followed by a sigh of relief. It was nice to finally say it out loud, not only explaining it to someone else but explaining it to himself, giving him an answer to his question.
It hurt Dream knowing George felt that way. That he felt that everyone would leave him, hurt him. Dream didn't really know anything about George's past, but clearly he's been through a lot. How else had he become so broken?
"I'm never going to leave you George, I promise." Dream said, in a joking yet serious tone, to lighten the mood but to also let know George that he was being serious, he would never leave him.
It filled George with happiness, he trusted Dream. The two fell into a comfortable silence again as they watched the city below them, legs swinging back and forth over the roof ledge.
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If you can't tell i like to put a lot of emotion into my stories lol, like idk i think it makes them better rather than just focusing on the ship, it's nice to add a lot of detail.
Do you all like it with a lot of detail (like how i'm writing it) or is it like too much lol?
Idk, please let me know what you think about the story so far because idk what i'm thinking rn
