Coding His Heart // dreamnotfound

twenty three

12:13 p.m. London
* angst *

The clock that hung above the tall door frame ticked ominously as the students hurried to scratch the final words of their essay onto the paper. Heaviness lingered in the air as the stress of finishing their final assignment came to an end.

Some students had already finished. Those who were done read their paper over and over again trying to find any way to add more words. Maybe lengthen some short sentences. Anything to help their score by all means.

The professor sat, laid back in his chair. His arms rested behind his head as he took a short nap while his students frantically wrote. He even had the nerve to rest his feet on his desk.

George was one of the few students that considered their paper "finished" a few minutes early. Though he felt something was missing.

He couldn't put his finger on it but something.. was just missing.

Just seconds ago it seemed like the time was flying. Now it was crawling at a snails pace. At this point the male wasn't sure if he'd be able to keep his attention on the paper any longer.

Again, the clock ticking away caused everyone's hearts to pound as they quickly fixed the last little mistakes. Working up to the final bell of the year. It seemed to be taking its sweet time now.

Suddenly, the speakers that were scattered throughout the school sounded. Along with the giant church like bell that chimed a very rewarding sound.

Everyone shoved their note books and writing utensils in their bags and quickly made their way down to turn in the paper.

"I'll start grading immediately. Be on the look out to whether or not I will see you next year or if you paid enough attention to pass! Have a great summer!" The professor shouted with a smile as he waved the students off.

George was in the back of the line but he didn't mind. It gave him the opportunity to check his phone which had been going off nonstop.

He had a few random text but most of them were from Dream.

"Meet me by the tree next to our spot ;)" the text read.

The brunette couldn't help but laugh to himself as he quickly made his way out to meet Dream.

Back when Dream disappeared to surprise George with a picnic they carved a little picture into the tree not too far from where they sat for hours.

While on his way there, George could hardly contain his smile. Finally school was out of the way for the time being. And he and Dream could really start whatever it is they have going in.

As he began getting closer George tried to look further ahead and see the tall blonde. Sure enough, there he was towering over the crowd that walked by him.

"Dream!" George called as he picked up the pace to reunite with the taller male. His heart raced once he seen his smile. His perfect smile that could warm the coldest days.

"George!" He called back as he met him about half way.

The two embraced in a tight, long awaited hug once close enough. In his embrace the world stopped still on its axis.

There was no time, no wind, no rain. George's mind was at peace. How could it be that he hadn't seen Dream's love for what it was before? Pure. Unselfish. Undemanding. Free. He felt his body press in, soft and warm. This was the love he'd waited for, prayed for.  A love like this was to be cherished for life.

Wait.. love..?

It hit him like a train.

George was in love.