Lost boy | dnf

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George's POV:

We got back into the car and Dream turned on the heat as an attempt to dry us off a little. Both of us had messy hair from the salt water. We stared at each other for a moment and he leaned in closely to me. I smiled as he moved hair out of my face, I've never seen him this close before. His freckles dotted across his nose and cheeks and I trailed my eyes across them as if they were a path.

He rested his hand on the back of my neck and rubbed this thumb up and down where my hair ended. It tickled and sent goosebumps across my body.

My phone started buzzing with messages from my pocket and brought us back to reality. As I shifted to get it I could hear a gentle sigh escape Dreams lips.

'I must've just gotten service.. my mum has called and texted like fifty times' I said while obviously stressing out. I ran my fingers through my hair and shakily exhaled. My mum hates it when I'm out late, especially after not replying to her.

'Calm down it's okay. Tell her you're at mine and you're safe. I could drop you off as soon as we get home if you want?' He said, trying to calm me down.

'I don't know if I want to face her. If I go back now then she'll be really mad but if I waited a bit then she might've calmed down.' I told him.

'Okay well what if you stay round mine? I'm home alone so it's really no bother Georgie. You can borrow my clothes and stuff.' He said in a calming tone. He reached over to run his hand down my arm to comfort me.

I nodded and thanked him. I decided to fabricate the story a little so that she'd believe me more.

Mum x

Mum I'm so sorry! I'm with a few friends from school. We've been playing video games and I didn't hear my phone. Is it okay if I stay round theirs tonight?

It's okay George, I was just worried. I'm glad to see you making friends. Keep your phone on next time please. Yes you can stay round.

'She said yes. Thank you so much Dream' I said gratefully.

He gently smiled and started driving back to his house. The whole journey I was pretty nervous. I've been in Dreams house before but knowing that I'm sleeping over is completely different, especially after the day we had today.

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Dreams POV:

We finally made it home. I unlocked the front door and held it open for George, he looked around as if he was expecting my family to be here.

'Drista's at her friends and my mom and dad are in the city. Stop worrying George.' I said while taking his hand and leading him to the living room. We both sunk down into the recliners after a tiring day.

'George do you want to shower first? I could order some food for us while you're in there.' I said while looking at him lying next to me.

'Yeah okay thanks.' He seemed like he wanted to ask me something.

I suddenly realised, 'I'll follow you up and get you some of my clothes to change into. Although they might be quite big on you' I looked him up and down while he giggled.

I found the smallest hoodie I own, a black one with a cool graphic on the back and some grey sweatpants. I handed them to George and he went off to shower.

'Thank you again Dream. Really, I'm so lucky to have you.' He said to me as he took the clothes. I smiled at him and let him go shower.

I decided to order pizza as I already knew what he liked from the trip at lunch last week. I rang them up and ordered one large pepperoni pizza with garlic bread and cookies for after.

While waiting for George and the pizza, I tidied the living room a little and made it cosy for George and I to watch some movies.

George's POV:

I got changed after my shower and looked in the mirror, I started laughing at how silly I looked in Dreams clothes. The sleeves were far too long for me and they covered my hands, I flapped my hands around as the sleeves flew about. I had one last look at myself in the steamy mirror and made sure my hair looked okay before seeing Dream.

I walked down to Dream, he was fluffing up some pillows and setting down blankets on the sofa for us. He turned as he heard the last step of the stairs creak loudly and grinned as he saw me in his hoodie. I had put the hood up and pulled the strings so I was completely drowned in it.

'You look cute.' he said, eyes widening as soon as he realised what he had done. I burst out laughing at his face and got closer to where he retreated to.

'Thanks Dream.' I said while swaying with my hands in the big front pocket. He moved closer to me and loosened the hood. He rested his forearms on my shoulders and played with my loose damp curls which peaked out from under the hood. Chills ran down my spine as he tickled my hair, I smiled in embarrassment as my body jolted a little. He moved his hands down to my waist and ran them up and down. We were both in a trance with one another.

I reached forward so I could feel his hair this time. The dirty blonde waves were soft to touch despite the ocean swim we shared. I ran my thumb across his scar on his eyebrow and rested my hand on his jaw. His ochre eyes captivated me and I couldn't look away.

We both jumped as we heard knocks at the door. Great, the pizza guy has to ruin this moment doesn't he? We both sighed and Dream gave a light chuckle and his warmness left me, I hugged my body to try and regain it as the draft from the door filled the room.

Dream paid the pizza man and took the food inside. He set it up on the dining table with some drinks too. We both ate really fast due to the fact that we were so hungry after swimming in the sea. We saved the cookies until a bit later on, for when we were watching the movie.

Dream decided to go and have his shower. I decided to help him out with clearing up things from dinner. After doing a bit of tidying, I sat on the sofa and curled into the blanket. I thought back to the moment Dream and I had before the pizza man arrived. He was so close to me, it felt like we were completely secluded from everyone and it felt so freeing. I've never felt this strongly about someone before, sure I've had relationships but there's something about Dream which captivated me in every sense.

I focused my eyes back to see Dream waving his hand in front of my face.

'Hello is there a George in this body.' He tapped my head with his pointer finger and wheezed, 'I might as well call you GeorgeNotFound since you're always somewhere in your head.' He smiled at me and sat close on the sofa. He was wearing grey sweats and an oversized purple hoodie. It really suited him and it looked so soft.

I giggled at him, GeorgeNotFound I guess it does make sense.

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