Please George, Don't Go // dreamnotfound

5: ~The Lake~

George's POV
"You have to be kidding me Sapnap, I- I just woke up literally no more than two second ago."

"Well then you better hurry up and open the door before I pick the lock." Sapnap laughed along with the other guys that were by his side.

"Fine, just give me like five minutes." Quickly heading to his closet, he grabbed a pair of ripped black jeans and a baggy blue shirt along with white and black vans and a small silver ring.

Someone had gotten it as a present for him months back though he couldn't remember who got it for him. It spins and helps when it comes to talking with other people since his social anxiety has always gotten the best of him even when around friends he's known for years and a guy he dreamt about.

(I have like this black ring that spins, really helps when you're fidgeting from stress/anxiety and not to be too much of annoyance and disturbance to others. Highly recommended. Okay back to the story, sorry.)

"A second over and we'll all be inside chilling on your couch."

"Very funny Sapnap, just don't break the door."

"Wait! So is that an invitati-"

George had hit the little supposedly red button on his screen, ending the call with Sapnap as he picked up his brush with his other hand and tried his best to make his hair look decent.

I guess this is fine.

It wasn't the best looking, still having pieces of it stuck apart from the rest but he brushed his teeth and headed down to the door.

Quackity didn't hesitate to have his remark saved and said just as George swung open the door. "Five minutes and three seconds."

"Oh well, you all look perfectly fine for having to wait an extra three seconds. God forbid if it was another minute ." Rolling his eyes and chucking at his rely, he stares up to Dream. "H- hey."

The dream he so wanted to ignore, came back bright as day as if it were more then just a simple made up scene of his imagination.

It felt real.

Surely he's had plenty of dreams he can recall even days after he's had them but something about this one just felt different.

"H-" The blond didn't get to finish his greeting, Karl cutting him off.

"Georgeee do I not get a hello first, I'm the nicest one too you." Karl gave a little pout which didn't last long before it was replaced with blushing from Sapnap putting his arm around his shoulder.

Quackity rolled his eyes and walked past everyone, gently punching George's arm before walking inside his house. "Got anything good George?"

"No.." Facing the guy with the beanie, he nodded his head no.

George turned his head back to the guys outside as Quackity dug around in his fridge for some type of alcohol.

"So why are you all here?"

Everyone walks into his house, Karl shutting the door behind them. "Thought about running around town and all, weren't sure if you wanted to come." Sapnap spoke as he was tossed a canned beer which was thrown by Quackity

George mainly kept his head down or make eye contact with whoever talked to him, all besides Dream.

"I think it's best if we go out now since it's seven-thirty and most stores close at like nine to ten." Dream joined the conversation occasionally but not as much as the other three though he had a point about leaving now.