Would You Kill For Love? (dnf)

8-He just Doesn't Know it Yet

Tw: Mentions of abandonment

{ Clay's POV }

A brunet with a light purple hoodie and black ripped jeans came up to me and George "Uhm Hello George? I heard you were friends with Sapnap and I just wanted to say sorry for your loss." the brunet said, fiddling with his fingers "Oh, thank you uh...?" George asked trailing off "Oh um I'm Karl." Karl said with a small smile. I did not like this one bit. "Thanks Karl!" George said, holding out his hand, Karl took his hand and shook it "You seem cool George. Do you think we could... hang out maybe?" Karl asked. George looked away for a moment but looked back to Karl and nodded. Karl celebrated with the normal 'yay' and 'woo' I hated it. I wondered if Techno would have information on him, I hoped so, I needed to get rid of him as soon as I could, I didn't like the conversion that was taking place.

"Can I have your number George? So we can meet up." Karl said, holding up his phone. Yeah he has got to go. George nodded and took Karl's phone, putting in his number, he then gave it back to Karl "Uhm Karl? Could my friend Dreamy, oops I mean Dream, come along?" George asked, motioning to me. Karl looked like he wanted to say no but he nodded anyways "Awesome! Well I'll see you later Karl!" George said waving happily, Karl waved as well. Me and George walked off, going to the roof for a bit before the bell rang "You really like the roof, huh?" I asked George, he looked away from the view off the roof and looked at me, nodding. I smiled as George looked back at the view, I intertwined me and George's fingers, he looked at me again and smiled, looking back at the view once again, silence filling the air. I grabbed my phone with my other hand, ready to get information.

Techno

hey, i need info on someone

hey Dream, i'm guessing Karl Jacobs?

yeah, how'd you know?

Dream, i know everything, you should know this by now.

true true, so what do you know about him?

well, he likes George, he loves cooking, and he owns a bakery. he lives with his dad, his mom left a long time ago and that's all really, he's a bit of an innocent one.

thank you Techno.

no problem, Dream. you know what to do. make him suffer.

I smirked at the message, so he owns a bakery? I'll keep that in mind. I pocketed my phone and leaned my head on George's shoulder, bathing in the warmth, me and George stayed like that until the bell rang, going to all of our classes like always. The entire day I was brainstorming ideas to get rid of that Karl character, if I could get rid of Sapnap and I sure as hell get rid of Karl. The school day ended and me and George me up, then guess who appeared. Karl. I wanted to growl and tell him to go away, but I decided against it "Hey George, do you wanna go to my bakery to hang out instead of the park?" Karl asked, smiling. George smiled at him, which did in fact make my blood boil, George looked at me then back to Karl "Only if I can still bring Dreamy." George said happily. Karl again looked like he wanted to say no but agreed either way, we all walked out of the school building and followed where Karl was taking us.

We soon got to a small bakery that was painted pastel purple "Well, this is it!" Karl said, turning around and throwing his hands out, displaying the small building "It's nice." George said smiling, he turned to me and motioned for me to come down to his level "Uhm, sorry if this is weird but what color is it?" George asked while whispering into his ear. I smiled and looked at him "Pastel purple." I said, he nodded with a smile and thanked me, Karl led us inside of the bakery, practically skipping in. There was a small counter that had glass covering pastries and all, the inside had orange and blue colors, making a sort of good color combo. Sucks the owner will have to die soon. Karl led us to a two seated table and left us, I smiled and grabbed George's hand, he looked at me and smiled, making me smile as well. Karl came back to the table with a menu and stared at me and George's intertwined hands for a moment with a small frown but as soon as the look came it disappeared.

"Uh, here's your menus." Karl said, placing the menus down on the table, I thanked him and let go of George's hand so we could both look at the menu. I decided on a small cookie and looked at George who was already looking at me, looking like he wanted to ask something "Something on your mind Georgie?" I asked him, causing him to glance away and blush "Well uhm yeah." He said, looking back at me looking shy "What is it?" I asked, he looked into my eyes "Well uh, I wanted to ask if you wanted to... share a milkshake? J-Just so we can save money and all! Nothing more than that." George stuttered out, I chuckled at his fluttered expression. God he was adorable. "George, calm down, of course we can share a milkshake." George looked at me and smiled, a blush still on his face "Yeah. Okay. Cool." George said, calming down.

After a few moments Karl came back "Alright what are you guys getting?" He asked with a small notepad, George looked at Karl and smiled "I'm going to get a few macrons and a strawberry milkshake." Karl nodded and wrote it down and then looked at me "And you?" he asked "I'll get a chocolate chip cookie." Karl nodded once again and wrote the order down, he asked for the menus which me and George returned and waited for the order, holding hands and just talking about everything and nothing. After a while Karl came back with a milkshake along with a small plate that held 4 macrons and a cookie, he placed it down and we thanked him, he grabbed a chair and put it across from me and George.

It was quiet for a moment but then Karl spoke "I'm uhm, I'm sorry if this sounds rude but are you two... dating?" Karl asked, obviously nervous of our answer "Well uhm no." George said, he kind of sounded disappointed due to that fact but maybe I was just imagining. Karl nodded and stood up "I-I'll be back, I kind of want a uh... cupcake! Yeah. I'll be right back." Karl said as he rushed behind the counter into the kitchen, it was obvious he was jealous but I guess it went over George's head. "What's wrong with him?" George asked, turning to me, I shrugged, even though I knew exactly why, George shook his head and grabbed the two straws Karl brought us, I'm guessing he heard me and George's conversion about us sharing a milkshake.

George placed the straws into the glass, one straw facing me and the other already in George's mouth. Either George was very smooth or very oblivious. I blushed and put the straw into my mouth as me and George sipped the milkshake, our faces were so close that our foreheads were practically touching, we pulled away from the straws at the same time and George had a small blush on his face due to how close we were not even seconds ago. George grabbed a macron and started to munch on the pastry to probably avoid talking about what just happened, I decided to do the same thing, grabbing the cookie that rested on the small plate and taking a bite out of it. After a few seconds after Karl came back with a cupcake and sat down, saying hi to George and said the same to me, still happy but not as happy as he sounded saying hi to George, it took everything in me to not roll my eyes at his tone.

We all talked for a while, Karl mostly talked to George, which made me pretty goddamn angry and honestly... jealous as hell. But it wouldn't matter soon. See, Karl doesn't know it but. George is mine. Karl and George just didn't quite know it yet. I smiled slightly at the thought. After a bit it started to get late, George and Karl bid each other goodbye and me and George left the bakery, hand in hand. I walked George home and we soon got to George's front door and I was about to say goodbye but George started speaking "Uhm Dream? I-I'm sorry if this sounds odd but... can you stay here? If that's okay?" George asked, looking at me, his hand holding his forearm, one arm hugging his chest slightly. It made him look adorable. "Yea sure. I would need to grab clothes and all." I said, George looked at me with a sad and shook his head frantically "No! I-I mean no. I don't want you to leave and I don't want to wait. You can borrow my dad's clothes, he left them here since... he left." George whispered the last part, looking at the ground. I'm guessing he whispered the last part so I didn't hear it but it didn't really work but I pretended I didn't "Yeah, okay I can stay then." I said with a smile, he looked back up at me smiling, his eyes practically sparkling from happiness.

He tackled me into a hug, making me trip over myself "Yay! I'm so happy!" George said a beaming smile on his face and his eyes closed, his face was so close to mine that we were basically breathing the same air. After a few seconds he opened his eyes and his face flushed, he quickly backed away, face beet red "S-Sorry, I didn't think I was... that close." He said quickly, probably from being embarrassed and flustered. I chuckled a bit and George looked at me confused "George. You're fine, it was cute." I said, grinning. He smiled, face still red "Uh... t-thanks." George said, still smiling with one hand clenched in the top middle of his chest. He shook his head and opened his door. "Alright, come in." George said with a smile.

I smiled as well and took George's hand, walking into the door smiling. Well, let's see how this little 'sleepover will go.

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