My hook // dreamnotfound

Freaks

It was 2 days until all the boys would meet up, and George was stressed..

"What the hell do I bring Dream?!?!" George asked frantically,

"George, George calm down..." dream says back trying to ease George's stress.

"Dream I'm coming to Florida.. FLORIDA" George says excitingly dropping the fact of how stressed he is,

"Ok, just bring 3 weeks worth of stuff.. chilling out clothes, day clothes, essentials, I have tons of things here" dream says.

"Ye ok, should I bring plates?" George says sarcastically trying to get brighten his mood,

Dream starts to wheeze while spitting out the sentence "if..you really...want"

While Dream was wheezing George had to tempting thought of asking if he can bring his guitar. The only problem was that no one except his parents knew he played and sang with it..

George it's not a big deal,
He's your best friend he won't judge..
You don't have to play in-front of him,
Fuck it.

"Hey dream?" George asks getting Dreams attention,

"Yes are you ok?" Dream asks.

"Oh ye I have a question, it's a bit stupid though" George muttered,

"Ok go on" dream says.

"Could I bring my guitar, don't ask questions" George says with a nervous laughter,

"Ye of course I didn't know you pl-" dream says while getting cut off.

"I said no questions" George says while laughing,

"Right right but ye of course you can!" Dream says with a soft voice.

"Thankyou" George says,

As the tension ebbed away, relief greeted George with a non human, comforting, warm hug, he was glad Dream didn't ask a lot of questions...

"So have you packed everything?" Dream asked,

"Yup! I'm probably going to carry my guitar on my back" George said, informing Dream.

"About that guitar.."

"Dream no" George says,

"Ok ok, I must hear you play though at least" dream says.

"No" George says within a second,

"Please George please" dream begged.

"Maybe" George says,

"If you could see my face right now you would see tears and puppy eyes" dream says.

"Ok fine I'll sin- I mean play" George says,

Oh shit what have I got myself into.. now Dream is going to think I sing WAIT what if he thinks I'm copying him with his singing career...

"Sing?" Dream asked curiously

How am I supposed to get out if this now..

"Oh um ye I guess" George says,

SHIT OOPS NO OH MY GOD

"I never knew you sang!!" Dream says surprised yet exited.

"Well I don't sing much but I guess I write songs for fun sometimes but that doesn't matter" George muttered,