Just a little crush

Lies...

This chapter 6 of my smal story Just a little crush. I'm really trying to be creative with my writing, because i think my previous chapters are kind of boring :/ Well anyways enjoy! Songs that you can listen to: Get You The Moon - Kina, Sweater Weather- The Neighbourhood, Wildest Dreams - Taylor Swift, One day - Tate McRae

Georges POV:

The thought of my parents finding out that i hadn't come home last night made me frantically grab my keys and start my car. On my way home the only thing that rendered in my head was last night. How Dream had made me forget all about the incident. How i felt safe in his embrace, and how i wanted more of it. My thoughts were quickly pushed away when i parked in the driveway of my parents house.

Instead of walking in through the front door, i climbed in through my window that i had left open yesterday. As i climbed through my bedroom window i was relieved, i carefully placed both of my feet onto the hard wood floor. Making a small creak. I looked around my room to see someone sitting at my desk, chair turned away from me.

"Where have you been?" 

It wasn't my mothers warm voice asking me the question. My step-dad must have come home. His voice sent a shiver down my spine, making my movements freeze in place. 

"Answer me boy!" He shouted whilst standing up from the black leathered chair.

It felt like i couldn't move, and that the room was getting smaller the second he stepped closer. Stopping right infront of me, hands on his hips.

"Your mother was worried sick, since when did you start breaking our rules?"

I didn't answer, i didn't want to talk to the man who made my life a living hell. I couldn't do anything but deal with him since he made my mother so happy. After she got married to him, she also became colder towards me. Expecting only the best from everything.

It felt like minutes had passed before he finally had enough and slapped me across the face. I wanted to scream at him, yell how much i hated him. But couldn't. All i could do was stand there and let the tears stream down my face, as my cheek started to burn.

Clays POV:

I still had the warmth in my chest after George left. I don't know if it was the hot sun or pulse that made my skin burn up. The feeling almost made me forget that i still had school, and that i had to hurry to not be late. I jumped off of my bed and changed into my usual outfit. Grabbed my car keys and drove off.

The day went as normal, awfully slow though. I didn't see George the hole day, which gave me an uneasy feeling. I shook the feeling off and just thought he was busy. I saw Wilbur and Niki in the hallway on the way out of school, greeting them with a smile as i walked over to them. 

"Hey, guys have you seen George today?" I asked noticing the desperate tone in my voice.

"Dream, you don't know?" Wilbur said whilst looking over at me with a worried expression.

At this point i got sick to my stomach, what did they know about George that i didn't? I tried to seem calm but i'm sure they could notice my hands were shaking.

"George is in the hospital." Niki crossing her arms, looking at me before looking back up at Wilbur.

I didn't say goodbye to them before sprinting out the door and driving off. I didn't even know which hospital he was in, all i could do was guess. 

As i opened the door a smell way to familiar hit me. The smell of bitter soaps and cleaners. I looked around until i saw a nurse. I walked over to her, tapping her on the shoulder.

"Is there anyone named George Davidson in this hospital?" 

It took her a second before she answered.

"Yes."

She asked a bit more questions before leading me to his room. She noticed my inpatience, walking a bit faster. We stopped at a baby blue door with a small window. She opened it for me, closing it behind me as i walked inside.

There he was, with a cast around his wrist and a bruise on his cheek. I walked over to him tears now blurring my sight. I grabbed his healthy hand and held it tightly. It was still warm, i squeezed it gently with my own. 

George POV:

I was awoken by a bright light blinding my eyes, after my eyes got adjusted i noticed how i wasn't in my own bed. And the hand holding my own, i quickly noticed it was Dream and that he was asleep. I stroked his dirty blonde locks, he shook his head before lifting his chin up. 

"George!" He jumped up from his seat wrabbing his arms around my neck.

As he stood back up i patted a spot infront of me on the bed, signaling for him to sit down. He sat down infront of me, never letting go of my hand. 

"What happened?" He asked his smile fading from his face.

I couldn't possible tell him about my step-dad, and what he had done to me. So i lied.

"On my way home from you some teenagers beat me up" I answered avoiding his gaze.

"Who? Did you know them? Was it Nick, Alex and Karl?" He questioned.

"No, no i don't know who they were." I answered before sitting up.

I could feel his eyes on me, searching for more answer. That i couldn't give. I was afraid if i told him the truth everything would fall apart. So i let it be. Before i knew it he laid down beside me, just like he did last night. We laid in silence sometimes i could hear him mumbling things i couldn't really take in. 

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, i enjoyed making it atleast. And have a good day:) 

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