I didn't know

Chapter 4

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The teacher started the lesson before I could ask Clays friends about their weird nicknames. So I stayed quiet. Not much happened in the first lesson. I struggled a little bit but Clay always helped me out. 

The second lesson was a free period so we sat down at the lunch table. I still felt pretty sick so I put my head on the table, because I  didn't feel like talking. But Clay had other plans. After talking to his friends for a few minutes he spoke: "Are you okay?". "Yes, I am just-", I didn't get to finish my sentence because my sight got blurry. "George? GEORGE?", was the last thing I could hear. Then I passed out.

▶︎Dream POV

I was really worried when I yelled for a teacher. They called 911 instantly. When the fire department arrived I immediately got into my own car and drove to the hospital so see if George was okay. 

I may didn't pay attention to some speed limits but George was more important than that. Even tho we met yesterday. 

I arrived after a few minutes and asked for Georges name. Even if I didn't know his last name, they found a boy called George. I went into the room and saw him sitting on one of these hospital beds. 

He was surprised to see me. "What are you doing here?", he asked. "Obviously I am checking on you..", I spoke. "You didn't need to do that..", he mumbled. "Of course I had to. You could have been dead!", I said worried. "You know that I don't die because of a insufficient blood supply to the brain."

"That's why you fainted?", I asked relieved.

"Yes so so nobody needs to worry. But I need to stay home for the next two days.", He spoke sadly. "I will help you with your homework. Don't worry!", I answered.

He nodded thankfully. "I can also drive you home.." "That would be nice.", he smiled. I smiled back and we both got into the car. Then I remembered that I saw his channel yesterday. He says his name and shows his face so he shouldn't have a problem with people knowing who he actually is. I didn't think it was the best time to ask so we just talked about our interests and hobbies for the past 20 minutes. 

"Have you called your parents yet?", I asked.

"Parent..", he corrected me.

"Oh is it okay to ask what happened?", I softly asked.

"Yes, of course. My father isn't dead or something. I guess.. I don't really know, he left me and my mom when I was two years old."

"I really don't understand how someone could leave you. I am really sorry!", I said.

"Don't worry. He is just stupid I guess.", he laughed. I was shocked he could laugh about something like this but I guess this means it doesn't really bother him.

"Yes, I think so too.", I agreed.

"So have you called your Mom yet?", I asked again.

"Yes but she is at a two-day-buissnestrip and my infection isn't that bad so she can stay at work."

"You shouldn't be alone, ill. You can stay at my house. my parents don't mind.", I told him.

"You don't need to do that for me. I bothered you enough."

"What? No! You aren't bothering me. I like your presence.", I clarified.

"Oh.. thank you.. well then it would be nice to have someone around me. I could faint again..", he  giggled.

"Great, now we drove to the wrong house. Come on get in the car.", I laughed.

I didn't turn the radio on, because George was still sick and it obviously wouldn't help. So we stayed silent. But it was a comfortable silence. When we got to my house I helped him out of the car and brought him to my room. I signaled him to lay on my bed.

He seemed a little bit nervous but still laid down. After only a few minutes I heard soft snores coming from my bed which meat he was asleep. 

He was so cute when he was sleeping.

I tried to be as quiet as I could and just sat on my chair and scrolled thew my phone. I changed between twitter and instagram. Then I remembered Georges YouTube channel. I went on Instagram and searched for his name. 1.7 Million followers and just a few posts. His first post was uploaded in  January 2020 so not that long ago.

There was one photo of him with an oversized hoodie. I couldn't stop looking at this picture. His smile was so adorable and sweet. The picture showed him stretching his arms to the side. The hoodie was so big that you weren't able to see his hands. He was also wearing gray sweatpants and a pair of glasses matching to his Minecraft skin, which was also wearing a pair of white sunglasses. He was wearing his black headset as he always did in his streams.

I stared at the photo without noticing that I zoned out. When I came back to reality I saw George moving. He stopped snoring and was obviously awake. "Good morning Sleepyhead.", I mumbled. "Wait, it's already morning?", he asked in shock. "No No that was just a joke. Its 6pm. You slept for two hours. How are you?"

"I feel good, just a little bit dizzy. thanks for letting me stay. I think I have to tell my mom that I am sleeping here. And you should tell your parents too.", he mumbled.

I nodded and walked downstairs to tell my parents about the sleepover while George called his mom. They agreed, of course. I headed back upstairs in my room. George laid on the bed with his phone in one hand and a blanket in the other. He was shaking.

"Are you okay? You look pretty cold!", I spoke.

"Y- yes it is p-pretty cold in h-here. I don't have warm clothings w-with me..", he stuttered.

I giggled and took one of my hoodies out of my wardrobe and gave it to George. I took the largest one on purpose. I couldn't resist from seeing George in real life in an oversized hoodie just like the photo. "Here you go, take this.", I smiled.

"Thanks.", he spoke happily. 

▶︎George POV

His hoodie was so big and warm. I felt so comfortable. And the best thing was it also smelled like Clay. I laid back down and scrolled threw instagram. Sometimes I glanced over at Clay. I don't think he noticed.

After some time my eyes started hurting and I told Clay I was going to sleep. We said good night and I closed my eyes. But I wasn't able to sleep. I felt... lonely.

Clay was laying on a mattress next to the bed. I wanted him to come over. "C-clay.. are you awake?", I stuttered. "Yes.. What do you want?", he asked in between yawns. 

"I can't sleep.."

"Oh uhm.. should I come over?", he asked softly.

"I.. ehm.. If you want to...", I stuttered.

He instantly got up, took his blanket and laid next to me. Back to back. Before I could even think he grabbed my hand again. I immediately squeezed it but regretted it already seconds after. He turned around now facing my back, still holding on my hand. He put his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. 

I felt so comfortable in Clays arms and slowly fell asleep, not knowing if this even means something to him or if he thinks it is just cuddling with "friends".

That is it for today chapter. I wrote a lote in Dreams perspective. Let me know what you think about that. Votes are appreciated!

stay healthy :)

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