Worry

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George's POV:

I wake up, immediately remembering what happened yesterday on stream. Shit. Maybe we took the dnf jokes too far? Dream seemed really out of it after it all. I wonder if he's okay, what if he's mad at me. I grunt and sit up on my bed, pulling the duvet closer to me. I lean over to my bedside table and picked up my phone, calling Sapnap. He picked up almost instantly considering the time difference.

"Hey George what's up? It's really late he-" He begins but is interrupted by a yawn.

I chuckle lightly and shake my head "Uhm not much i was just wondering.. uh is dream okay he seemed.. i don't know? off?" i asked, probably sounding ridiculous with the amount i cared.

He laughs a bit and i don't see what's so funny "He's in loveee," he begins stretching out the e. 

"WHAT?" i whisper shout, he could definitely sense my annoyance, if i'm being honest i don't know why it bothered me so much. But it did.

"And why does little George over here care so much?" He says, i can hear the smirk on his face and i want to do nothing more than just slap it off.

"Fuck you" I practically mumble under my breath and i hang up and throw my phone across the room.


Sappynappy 🤪:

Look im sorry i didnt mean it, i promise its not what you think it is   9:08am

George please dont be mad :( 9:08am

Come on george 9:09am


I sit in bed just staring straight ahead, foot tapping and lip quivering. I had been questioning my sexuality for a while now but there was no way i could like dream, of all people. Why did this bother me so much? One thing was certain, i need to figure out my feelings before i fuck things up.

I let out a muffled grunt and get up to pick up my phone, what a wonderful way to start the morning. I turn on my phone, briefly wiping the screen with my hoodie sleeve before seeing Sapnaps texts. I don't bother replying, he deserves to be left on read at the moment.


A/N i kinda hate this chapter cuz it got really lazy towards the end but oh well :]





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