I hate you . || enemies to lovers ; DNF

Chapter 13

     George wanted to cry, stab someone and drop dead all at the same time, but he settled with slamming his mom's car door, slapping a hand over his mouth and slouching in his seat with an arm over his stomach and his eyes skewed shut. Now that was embarrassing. How was George supposed to come back to that?

     "George, honey, are you okay? Your face is red, sweetheart!" George's mom asked sweetly, George flinched at the pet name.

     "I-- I'm okay, mom, but please don't call me sweetheart.." George mumbled into his hand, clear enough for his mom to kind of understand.

     "Of course, of course, sorry s-- George. What's wrong though?" She asked worriedly, driving out of the pick up lane and into a huge line full of cars. George coincidentally notices the car in front of him has that same bratty sophomore girl sticking her arm out of the window, her head resting on her hand and scrolling on her phone boredly.

     "Nothing just.. Some kid.." George boiled it down to, removing his hand from his mouth and pushing it in his lap, reminiscent about the way Dream's breath grazed his skin. No, he wasn't, he quickly shook those thoughts away.

"..Okay. Well, are you gonna have Karl and Alex over tonight?" His mom asked, slowly driving foward in the long stupid line. George shrugged.

"I dunno. I guess I'll ask." George mumbled, feeling himself slowly zone out and slip out of reality, his breathing growing slower as he tried to unpack all of what happened, cause oh boy is this a competition now,

George didn't really mond thhe flirtatious remarks. Hell, he'll admit it, yeah he hated Dream, but he did think he was hot when he got pissed. Yeah, that was partially the reason he tried to get him angry all of the time, still tries to, but lately? Dream has just been laughing at his snarky remarks or ignoring them. That was pissing George the hell off.

He decided he was gonna have Quackity and Karl over, and he was gonna make them scheme with him. Whether they'd want to or not, of course, but they're both nosey and have been wanting to butt into George's love life, or lack thereof.

George took in one last deep breath before he grabbed his phone and felt the car speed up. He looked out the window, they were finally out of that long ass line. The boy opened his phone and instantly went to discord, his fingers floating over his keyboard, thinking of what to say.

GeorgeNotFound 2:34 PM
if you guys arent inside of my house by 5 pm you have no idea how upswt i will be.

Quacktitty 2:34 PM
WOOH MAMA MIA I WILL BE IN MORE THAN JUST YOUR ROOM TONIGHT MAMACITA

KarlJaaaacobs 2:34 PM
k

GeorgeNotFound 2:37 PM
still learning how to spell your name karl?

KarlJaaaacobs 2:37 PM
SHUT UP GEORGE
I KNOW HOW TO SPELL CARL

GeorgeNotFound 2:37 PM
yeah?

Quacktitty 2:38 PM
karl is so hnadsome and smart
hanksome*
handosmme*
HAND SOME*
handsome

GeorgeNotFound 2:39 PM
take your time quacks
take your time
anyways yeah. be at my house. please.

     George turned off his phone and sighed, looking over at his mom, who was stopped at a light and putting lipstick on. She looked dressed up and George just noticed that.

     "So whats up with the fit, mum? Got a date or something?" George asked with a smirk.

     "Yeah, actually, I told you like.. last week, didnt I?" His mom replied, rubbing her lips together. She looked at George and smiled, and for the first time ever, George realized how gorgeous his mom was. He was seriously lucky to get her looks, he thought.