Can I have a ride home? // DNF

Can I Have A Ride Home?

"You want me to pick you up?"

George was shocked, not even an apology?? Dream just wanted to use him again.

"You realize that last time you spoke to me you told me we couldn't be friends anymore. Then LEFT me after I accidentally came out to you."

"I know.." Dream was quiet, his words slurred from the amount of alcohol in his system.

"Why are'nt you calling sapnap right now?" George pestered. Why would he call me, obviously I'm going to say no. Im going to say no.

"I knew he would be mad at me."

"And you don't think I wouldn't be mad at you?" This was all to much for George, he was waiting for a call from Dream all week but this-

This had to be a cruel joke.

"You're already mad at me."

"can I at least drunkenly try to apologize." Dream sounded broken, like he was about to cry.

"Fine."

"I went to this party, I wanted to get drunk. To forget about what I did to you." Dream let out a shaky breathe "there is this girl here, um- shes the girl I-"

"The girl you hooked up with." George finished, his tone laced with anger.

"Ya.. well she won't leave me alone now, she keeps coming onto me, touching me, she's kissed me without consent like ten times. I'm uncomfortable, and scared George."

Now George knew Dream was crying, he could hear it, muffled sobs coming though the phone. He would be lying if he said he didn't want to help Dream.

"I need help. I told her I needed to take a call, please will you pick me up?"

"It's 4 am Dream.. I was going to go to sleep." George said but He knew he wouldn't sleep after this phone call, Even if he didn't pick up Dream, George was just stalling.

He didn't know how to feel, what Dream was saying made him feel sorry. But Dream's drunken words, the way his speech was slurred and shaky, it made him see the same side of Dream that got drunk and ditched him all those times.

"George I don't want to be with her, I tried to convince myself I did but I don't." Dream went on, it was like he knew what George was thinking.

There was a long pause. George didn't know what to say. Dream was silent, thinking carefully about his next words.

"I want you George, I want you and only you!" Dream begged "You George, not that stupid girl, I know I messed up but I need help."

He wants me, only me. Not some girl! George's brain was now clouded with the words he had been wanting to hear all week. Scratch that-

The words he has been wanting to hear for the last three years.

Everything inside him was yelling no, Dream had used him before, who said he wasn't abusing George's feelings to use him again? George be smart! A voice told him. He knew the smart choice was to say no-