Treehouse (dreamnotfound)

reunited

a/n: I am so ready to write my favorite overused trope of all time this chapter.

George's pov

"i've missed you so much"

It may sound cheesy but in honest terms, it seemed like everyone else in the airport disappeared.
There's only us standing by side by side.

"oh- uh.." I realize what I just said.
"Sorry that just flew out of my mouth-"

It all happened so fast, I couldn't even properly respond.
But before I knew it I was drawn into a hug.
It wasn't the type of hug your family members give you at a holiday party.
But it felt as if we were holding onto each other for our dear lives.

"I've missed you too" It was soft, almost a whisper.

"Now!" He unwraps his arms from around me, "Let's go get you unpacked! My cars out front."
And so, I followed him out to his car.

"Glad you didn't have to pay for an uber?" Clay asks
I look over at him from the passenger seat,
"Yeah, yeah..." I try to think of a question
"So you guys really do drive the opposite way on the streets..."
"Weird right?! It took my so long to get used to! I thought I was going to crash into a fire hydrant the first day of driving!" he exclaims

I laugh "I can honestly see that happening..."
"Oh shut it!"

His apartment was...well...small to say the least.
It seemed there was only one bedroom, a tiny kitchen and then a bathroom, and a small balcony.
That's literally it.
But there was a couch and a coffee table in the living room.

I start to walk around and look at all the pictures on the wall.
"Who's this?" I point to a guy that looks around my age with a white bandana around his head.
"Oh! That's Sapnap- Or Nick! He's the friend I wanted you to meet." Clay says
"Sapnap?" What kind of name is that?
"It's a nickname he earned back in high-school...The dumbass went to spell pandas on the board, while he was half asleep, and spelt it backwards and upside down...."

"He seems like an interesting person?"
"Well interesting is definitely a word for him..."

I look over at the clock on the wall, 6:00 pm, no wonder I felt exhausted.

"Hey...sorry but I think the jet lag is starting to kick in and I don't want to fall asleep later if we do something, like watch a movie...I might take a nap" I say
"Oh yeah I didn't even think about timezones.."

I grab my suitcase and drag it over to the couch pulling out my blanket and pillows I brought.

"What in the world are you doing?" Clay says
"I'm getting my stuff to sleep on the couch?"
"Absolutely not! Guests get the bed idiot."
"Then where are you sleeping???" I question
"The couch."

Why does he have to be so goddamn nice now???

"You know, since we were younger, you've definitely become a nicer person." I say
"And you're still the same"
"Harsh"
"Hey I didn't say it was a bad thing."

And there he was, doing that thing again where he tries to study me by staring me down.

"So! Where am I sleeping?" I quickly break the silence
"Oh yeah. Follow me"

He walks me over to what seems to be his bedroom.
A bed sits in the center, on the right a side table and a monitor set up to the left of the bed.

"You'll sleep here! Now, i'll be out in the other room. See you after your nap"
I say a huge thank you and start to climb into the bed.

This has all happened so fast....
I don't even think it was the jet lag making me tired.
It was just the pure anxiety.
Last thing I remember was packing and now i'm here.

I must have been half asleep but the rustling and sudden weight beside me on the bed woke me up.

Looking over I see Clay next to me.
"WHAT IN THE WORLD- What are you doing????"
"Calm down, i'm not going to sleep here. Let's just chat."
"Oh come on I want to sleep!"
"You're not tired"

shit he realized

"You always have been observant haven't you?" I say as I lay back down.
"Yeah I guess"

The silence wasn't really an awkward silence, it was just a comfortable, appreciating each others presence silence.

"Sooo.." I try to start a conversation "When did you start that podcast thing with Wilbur?"
"Oh we started a while back. Like around a year ago I believe." He replies
"Oh wow so it's been a while then."

"How's life back in the UK?" he asks
"Pretty much the same as it's always been. The neighborhood is still quiet as ever."
"Have you visited the treehouse at all?"
"...yeah I have"

"Where'd your accent go?" I say
"My accent?"
"Yeah, It's barely noticeable anymore"
He pauses to think
"I haven't really noticed that...maybe it's just because i've been here for so long?"
"ohhh okay that makes sense"

"Why did you suddenly leave?"

There it was.
I knew the question was going to be asked at some point.

The quietness of the room returned, so quiet you could here a pin drop.

"I was stupid, and young, and I thought that if I isolated myself I would lose those feelings I had"
"and did they leave?" clay asks
"No...No they didn't."

"I shouldn't have done that. It was the worst thing I could have done. I should have kept in contact with you and tried to get over the obstacles but..."
"but?"
"I was scared. I thought that after I confessed to you and you couldn't return the feelings that it would be weird between us from then on. And I know I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions but I was an idiot kid."

I turn over and look at him, he seems to have been looking at me the whole conversation.

"I am so sorry." I pause "I know those words can't actually fill the mistakes I made, but I needed to say it."

We just laid there looking at each other , like it could make up for all the time we lost.

"I'm sorry too" he breaks the silence
"Why are you apologizing?? You didn't even do anything!"
"But I did! I said I wasn't sure of my feelings then..but I think I knew that I could return those feelings. But I wimped out and doubted it."

I just laid there and listen closely, holding onto every word he says.

"I think we were both in the wrong. Maybe simple sorrys won't make it up, but now that we are back in each others presence, we can make up the time we lost"

I'm not sure what time it was when we actually fell asleep but it was well pastmidnight.

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HELLOO
It felt nice to write a long chapter again
soooo how do we fee?

Also!! make sure to take care of yourselves!

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