DSMP Soulmates AU

33: Becky, please, just go away.

DREAM POV:

I lean into my locker. We had 5 more minutes till period 3, and it was too hot to stay outside, so we'd ended up here. Sapnap just finishes his rant when someone places their arm on my shoulder. Confused, I glance down at George. Nope, he's still holding my hand. I turn around, and of course, how did I not guess. Becky.

"What," I snap. I'm so done with her.

"Dream, hey!" She says, faking suprise.

"Becky, piss off, it's not funny, or cool, just annoying. Find someone who might actually like you," Sapnap sighs. I nod, agreeing. Every day, she's been coming up to us, always with a new tactic.

"That's so rude. Anyway, I wasn't even talking to you, E-Boy," She snaps back.

"No, he's got a point. It's so tiring," Bad adds.

"Oh, shut up. Dream, wanna get a drink later? Just the two of us?"

"First of all, no. Second, I have a boyfriend, who I love very much; three, ew," I list.

"Ugh, no you don't, you're just playing hard to get," She says, placing a hand on my chest. I step back in disgust.

"Yes he does," George says coldly. I grin. I get the feeling I won't need to speak much more.

"Uh, who would it be? You? I doubt it, 4 eyes," she scorns.

"Who else? Didn't think it would be you," He returns.

"Oh, god, grow up. Dream's never gonna like you. You're just his friend, nothing more, never will be,"

I bite back a smile. George takes a defensive step forward, and grins slyly.

"At least I was his friend,"

He spins on his heel, grabs my face and pulls me down. He smirks for a second, then kisses me. He pulls away, lingering for a second.

"Yeah, we're just friends," He mocks. God, he's so hot when he gets defensive. A small part of me wants Becky to keep returning so I get to see this side of him more often.

Becky makes a loud noise of frustration, and storms away.

"See, I told you he would do it today!" Quackity crows in the background.

Sam rolls his eyes.

"Now, the money you owe me?" He says, eyes glinting. "C'mon Sam,"

Sam reluctantly hands over a dollar bill, and I frown.

"You were betting on that?"
George beats me to it.

"Well, just you getting defensive, and that it would happen today," Quackity shrugs.

"I can't believe you," George scoffs.

"Well, I didn't make you so predictable did I?" Quackity grins.

"That is it," George growls. Quackity laughs, before sprinting down the hallway, George hot on his heels.

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I'm not stopping this one, but the updates will probably be once a week? Around that much, and probably on weekends. Anyway, thanks for reading this so far, and I promise I will try to get full length proper chapters out weekly.