out of my league//dreamnotfound

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A/N: this chapter is going to be following george and what happened to him after he walked away from dream :))

slight TW: small anxiety attack

'get out. just get out of here.' george thought as he ran into the crowd of people. he had so many questions swarming his brain all at once.

'does dream actually love me?'

'do i love him back?'

'did he mean to kiss me?'

'why did i get butterflies during the kiss?'

george tried to focus on one thing: stuff the thoughts away until later and get out of there.

while in the crowd, george managed to bump into many people trying to clear out his mind. he gave out many "excuse me"s and "pardon me"s along the way.

once george got to a less crowded area, he quickly pulled out his phone, now remembering that he didn't have a ride, and navigated to the 'uber' app. he was just about to book a ride when he heard a familiar voice come from a distance.

"george?" the voice asked, coming closer each passing second. george quickly turned his head up, his jaw practically dropping onto the floor.

'SHIT.'

it was dream's mom and sister. what better timing.

"oh, hello george! i haven't seen you in forever!" george put up a fake smile, and quickly took the other into a hug.

she quickly hugged back, then pulled away after a couple of seconds. "you did amazing up there! and dream's guitar solo was something else! did you enjoy it?"

george's expression quickly faltered after he remembered everything that had happened on stage. "yeah, it was... cool." george lied.

"i cant wait to talk to clay about it! i'm headed there now, but i hope you have a good night, george!" dream's mom waved goodbye as she grabbed drista's hand and started walking towards the direction of dream.

george watched as the two walked off, starting to think about the state dream must be in. he couldn't bear to think about his friends is despair, so he quickly pushed the thoughts out of his head as he booked the uber ride.

the app said that his ride would be there in less than 10 minutes, so george quickly walked to the front of the park and sat down on the nearest bench. his leg started to bounce up and down as his anxiety grew. he still couldn't even think about what had just happened.

george's breath hitched as he more thoughts flooded his noggin. his heart started racing and he started to feel lightheaded. his eyes filled with water, george batted his eyes in attempt to suck the tears back in.

'breathe, just breathe. it'll be okay.'

thankfully, his uber pulled up just in time so george wouldn't have an anxiety attack in the middle of the park. he quickly hoped in the car, told the driver where he wanted to go, and they were off.

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as soon as george got to his room, he threw all of his belongings on the ground. george's heart was pounding through his chest. the tears he had been holding back the whole car ride had finally fell, running down the skin dream had held in his hand no longer than 45 minutes ago.

george just wanted answers.

why did the kiss give him butterflies?

why did he enjoy the kiss?

why did he miss dream's touch?

george fell onto his bed, covering himself with his blankets as he started to sob. he had never questioned his sexuality until now. dream was making him rethink all of his life choices.

did he like guys? maybe. did he still like girls? of course. george had no clue what any other sexualitys were, so he picked up his phone and quickly opened the google app. george then clicked on the search bar and typed "what does it mean if you like guys and girls'.

"bisexual? i- i'm bisexual?" george said under his breath, sinking back under his sheets. the water works turned on in his eyes as tears fell onto his blankets he was covering himself with. it was too much. too much to handle. too much to think about. too much. so much had happened in the last hour it gave him a horrible headache.

he still had one question.

did he like dream?

george felt a kaleidoscope of feelings when he thought of dream's eyes, his smile, his structure. he felt a feeling he had never felt before.

the feeling of desire.

he wanted dream's love, he wanted dream's affection, he wanted.... dream.

george's heart started pounding as he touched his chin where dream had laid his own hand not so long ago. he needed to feel dream again. he needed his touch.

george's hand lingered on his face for a moment, before picking up his device off of his nightstand and opening the 'messages' app. 

ignoring all of the messages he had been sent from multiple people, he tapped on the desired person's contact. his fingers hovered over the call button, before biting the bullet and pressing down on the glass screen.

george's heart started pounding when these words popped up on his screen:

dialing...
dream :)

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A/N: hello everyone! i'm finally back with an update! so sorry it took so long, i had some stuff to take care of but i am back!
i don't really know where to go with this story anymore, so please suggest something you might like to see :)
i love you guys and remember to drink water and eat something! <33
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