𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘌𝘭𝘴𝘦 | 𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗙𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱

.7

It had been a hour, me and Dream had been snap chatting back and forth.. I've been talking to him about what has been going on and asking him how he was feeling.

Snapchat from Dream💛
'I'm doing far more better because of you George, you are making me realize it wasn't my fault. Thank you xx'

I smiled.. in fact I have been smiling for the past hours of talking to him.

After I had closed out of the snap, my phone vibrated and I saw that Dream was now calling me.

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"Hey Dream." I said.

"I missed your voice."

"You hear my voice almost everyday." I laughed

"I also miss your laugh."

I stay silent not knowing what to say, it wasn't awkward, it was peaceful silence.

"George..."

"Yes?" I answer shift my phone to my other ear and laying down on my bed.

"I think I know why I talked about you a lot to Angel..."

"What did you say all about me?.." I said with a low voice while Clay paused at the other end of the phone.

"Lots of things I guess... your features, personality, your voice; smooth like honey. Your eyes, the way you get your colors mixed up and get embarrassed... everything."

I paused, I truly thought I was going to cry, definitely from joy.

"Maybe... well, you can disagree... it won't hurt my feelings. But maybe. We both wanted to be together- but we couldn't act upon it..."

"Because you belonged to somebody else." I responded right after Clay had said those words.

I dropped my phone onto the bed and put it in speaker. Not believing what I was hearing. Was he feeling how I finally felt. Is he saying he has had felt this way all along?.

"I- I'm not sure if that's the reason.. but It feels.. well- right. I mean I talked about you all the time. Not just bug things but I mean the small things about you that I adore. I just think I adore you. Everything about you. In fact, I can't ever get you out of my mind. I want to protect you from everything, I wanna make you feel safe. I felt horrible when I stood up for her and not you. I hated when you left that call... all she did was talk so bad of you. That night though... that night, man, I never felt like that George, it was exciting, like... dangerous but it felt so right. Please. Tell me you have had these feelings too? Or am I the only one?" Clay explained a little too much, yet enough to make me wanna out how I felt too.

"Clay. Clay I have had feelings for you before you even met Angel, I didn't know it but I started to grow really jealous of your relationship. I wanted that with you to be honest, when you sent that Snapchat that was suppose to go to her it made me upset but then you sent one just like it to me.. I was getting mix signals and it was so confusing, I just wanted to know you liked me back. And that night, it was indeed exciting. I felt so wrong doing it... you belonged to somebody else." I explained.

"But George, I don't belong to somebody else anymore." Clay said.

"I know... but I mean didn't you do the exact same thing she did..."

"I suppose.. but who can resist you? And plus she has probably talked to so many more guys behind my back..."

I paused again and we let the silence take over for a bit.

"Dream.. do you feel for me?" I asked in a low voice.

"I do feel for you.. in fact.. I think I'm madly in love with you. I am in love with you George Davidson..."

In that moment my life and my world got brighter. Never did I think the day like this would come. Where my bestfriend would finally feel for me too and didn't belong to somebody else.

"You and I George... can we make this official?" Clay asks

"Are you sure? You aren't afraid of being looked at different?"

"Am I sure? Of course I'm sure... I wanna be with you and I can't believe I am realizing it all now... I apologize for the wait you had for me George. I am here now, just for you."

Should I be doing this? Moving so quick with him even after a break up?

He wants this..

I want this..

We should take advantage of it.. fact is..

He didn't belong to somebody else...

Now he does belong to somebody else and that somebody else is now and forever...

Me.