Close to you // dreamnotfound

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Dream's POV:

"Dream." I heard through the phone.

"George." I said, matching his tone.

George giggles. I'm assuming it's because he sees I'm mocking him now, in a subtle way.

"How was your day off sleeping?" He sounds excited.

I can tell by the sound of his voice that he was happy that I was taking care of myself for once, at least from what he thought. I couldn't let him think that I was falling into pieces, I needed to stand my ground so I wouldn't stress him out.

"It was good, I got lots of sleep." I smiled, weakly. My weak smile could only be seen by myself, as I masked my tone with such an optimistic one. I already knew George wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

I hate lying to him. I slept for a few broken hours but that's about it. I couldn't get out of bed at all today. I was practically glued to my bed, only getting up if I was hungry or needed to use the bathroom.

I was lost in thought about him all day. Every thing around me reminded me of him — he used to be a part of my everyday routine, everything I could possibly go through, through a day, he was always involved. I felt empty now. I miss him a whole lot.

I know that keeping my distance was only hurting us, but I was hurting more being close to him. I needed to find a way to get over these feelings that will never be reciprocated, especially in this lifetime we reside in.

The phone call I had with George this morning threw me down a hole, a hole that I want to bury myself in and never leave.

I don't want him to continually worry about me. It wasn't worth stressing him over. Knowing George he knows something is wrong, he just doesn't know what it is yet. I need to pull myself up before he starts asking more questions about what's going on with me.

I'm not ready to reveal how I really feel towards him yet. I was hoping he'd confess first, but that's likely to never happen. He only views me as his best friend, or even worse.. maybe his brother. Let's not talk about the worst of the worst. I don't want to be family, I want to make a family with him. Come on.

"That's good!" He shouted.

I made a very impulsive decision in that very moment. I knew it would excite him, but it would excite me more watching him happy — bouncing off walls.

"George I called because I want you to get on stream right now."

"Right now? Dream it's like 10pm and I want to just lay here and talk to you."

My heart did flips at what he just said — I ignored it and kept being persistent about what I previously said.

"Trust me. Get online. I'm about to get on my computer and join you on discord."

"Okay Dream. Be right back."

The phone call ends.

***

A few minutes later I get a twitch notification that George went live. I get into our discord call and wait for him to finish introducing his stream.

I'm watching his live from my computer, he's screen-sharing so I can see everything he has on his computer, including him.

I already know that this stream is going to make me feel an entire rollercoaster of emotions. I'm trying to prepare myself for what's to come, as it's unexpected. I always expect the worse so I'm not as disappointed if we do cross that path.