yellow sticky note//dreamnotfound

chapter 20

dream laid his head back on the the pillow behind him as george was sound asleep on his chest.

dream felt a little weird about it at first but soon got used to it.

the light on his clock read, "2:02 am"

dream sighed, not realizing he had zoned out for that long thinking about nonsense.

he pulled the blanket over the two, covering a bit over george's shoulders.

dream shut his eyes, falling into sleep.

george woke up at an instant, jumping a bit.

it was one of those dreams where you'd wake up after hitting the ground.

the jump startled dream aswell, jumping up a bit.

george felt sweaty and nauseous, as if he could vomit everywhere.

he sat up on dream and stumbled over him, speed walking his way to the bathroom.

dream was startled, considering george woke up in such a quick action.

the blue clock read, "6:49 am"

george never woke up this early.

it soon hit dream as soon as he heard george gagging from the bathroom.

dream sprang his way off the bed aswell, walking over to the door of the bathroom door that wasn't shut.

george had reached over and flushed the toilet before dream walked in.

"what the hell happened?" dream asked, kneeling to george's level.

"i'm sorry don't be mad," george said, scooting over a little away from the blonde.

"oh i'm not mad, it's okay. what happened," dream reassured, tucking some of george's hair behind his ear.

"don't feel good," george mumbled, laying on dreams shoulder.

dream got up, holding up george with him and guided him back to bed.

the blonde rolled down his sleeve, placing it over george's forehead.

"yea you definitely have a fever," dream groaned at his tiredness.

george whined, turning away from him.

dream walked out to the kitchen, rubbing his eyes.

he grabbed a cup and ran it under the water from the fridge, yawning as it reached the top.

george felt like he could hear his headaching. the boy constantly turned over as every position was uncomfortable.

soon, he ran to the bathroom again as dream walked into the room.

the blonde looked over at the bed, realizing george was in the bathroom.

he set down the glass of water and rearranged the sheets to the bed, attempting to make a better spot for george on the other side of the bed.

george stumbled out of the bathroom. his body felt heavy and hot.

dream sat on his side of the bed, grabbing his phone.

george walked over to him, rubbing his puffy eyes.

"i made the other side for you," dream said.

"no" the boy mumbled in reply.

"what do you mean no?" dream giggled.

"no," george replied again, heading towards dream.

"lay downnn," he added.

dream did what george said weirdly.

george plopped himself right on top of dream, laying his head on his chest.

the blonde wrapped his arms around the boy, setting down his phone.

"stay forever," george mumbled, making dream giggle in a reply.

"we can't forever," dream added.

"whyy" george asked in a soft tone.

"because we have to do other things," dream laughed.

"like what?"

"live our lives dumb dumb, we have at least 60 more years"

"but what if i lose you in those 60 years?" george whined making dreams heart ache.

"i will stay, i promise"

"thats what carter said aswell,"

"well i'm not carter, i'm dream"

"how do i know it's not gonna end up like that?"

"you don't know, but you have to trust me,"

"it's hard though,"

"that's okay. it takes time,"

"please stay."