Dream team X reader

chapter 42

Dream's pov

After George responded, I just turned off my phone, and laid in bed alone with my thoughts. Around dinner Nick came in asking if I wanted dinner... Really? he's asking if I want dinner? After making out with my girlf- well ex-girlfriend. "Really Nick?" I asked.

He responded so nonchalantly it was almost concerning, "I'm sorry dude. I really am, but suppressed my feelings for so long, and it just wasn't fare to me to hide them any longer."

After a second of hesitation and deep though, I said, "Well.. Honestly fair enough dude. I could go for some dinner." He smiled, I got out of bed, and we walked downstairs together. As we were walking down the stairs, he added, "plus she's really fucking hot. You can't even deny that." I laughed and nodded and we went to the kitchen to find some food. 

 I spent the rest of the night chillin with Sap, I completely forgot about George and y/n. I fell asleep around 11 and when I woke up, I heard George and Sap talking downstairs, so I got up and went down there. George had picked up breakfast, and they had both already ate. Sap decided to go to the gym, so it left me and George, together, alone. As I began to eat, George jumped up so he was sitting on the counter and explained, "Sorry I left so abruptly yesterday, y/n told me she needed me and then wouldn't stop talking so I couldn't leave her hotel room. I literally wanted to die it was so boring." 

"It's fine George. You know it gave me a lot of time to think and well you're right. Of course your right. You're always right."

He laughed and said, "You'll have to elaborate, I'm right a lot."

"George. You know what I mean. I'm in love with you. It's always been you." I stepped over to where he was sitting on the counter so that his legs were straddling me, and we made eye contact. I looked down and laughed, "look who doesn't need to say anything now." (writer's not: god I hate myself why did I write this fml)

We spent the rest of the day together, avoiding Sap so that we wouldn't have to explain what the hell was going on. For dinner, I took him on a date to some nice local place I had discovered a while back. After finishing dinner, I drove him to this sunset spot I used to take y/n to all of the time, god I miss her. No. No I can't miss her. I'm getting revenge on her right now, I can't miss her. We went home and George fell asleep with his head resting on my chest as we watched tv. In the morning, he packed up y/n stuff to bring to her hotel. He said he needed to spend the say with her, so I helped him pack up her stuff, and spent the day alone in my room watching Netflix. 

George came back that night, and once again fell asleep on my chest. Every time I closed my eyes to fall asleep, I couldn't help but think it was y/n laying on my chest. god I miss her so much. In the morning I offered to drive George to y/n's place with the hope that she would be there. I drove him to the parking lot of her hotel and offered to wait in the car with him until she met him outside. This is about to feel very good. I caught her peaking around a corner staring at us so I turned to George and said, "Hey, you know I love you. Thank you for making sure she's safe to. You're amazing." He smiled before  I pulled him in for the most passionate kiss I had ever given. He turned as red as a tomato and got out of the car in a rush. He walked over to the corner I saw y/n at, although I'm sure he didn't see her. I watched her run out from around the corner, jump on George wrapping her arms and legs around him and giving him almost as good of a kiss as I gave him, what a bitch.