DSMP Soulmates AU

47: Come get me

3RD PERSON.

Drista smiles, and looks back down at her phone. She doesn't know why she decided to come to Jessica's, she knows all her friends are-  well, bitches.

"Drista? Are you listening?"  Jessica snaps.

"Oh, sorry, zoned out there," She laughs uncomfortably.
"What did I miss?"

"Do you think Josh likes me or not?" She huffs.

"Oh! Um, yeah, I think he does,"

Jessica rolls her eyes, and turns away.

Drista stares at her black phone screen, and shrugs. Screw it. She quickly messgaes Dream, and hopes he sees it.

call me and act like i need to go home, i hate it here

She sighs. How long will it be till he sees it?

Not long, apparently. Her phones rings, and she picks up instantly.

"Dream?"

"Drista? What's this about?"

"Wait, what happened?" She says, cursing him for not getting it.

"Huh?"

"So, you need to come pick me up then?"

"No? What?"

"Guys, I'm going into the hallway for this sorry," She vaguely adresses the room.

As the door slams shut, she hisses into her phone.

"Dream, it sucks here, come pick me up,"

"Oh- Ohhh. Why me? Why not Mom?"

"She won't let me, I've tried,"

Dream sighs. "So I need to come pick you up?"

"Yes. Now I'm going to pretend to be sad, and you just respond,"

She walks back into the room.

"So, I guess I have to go then? Ugh, that sucks,"

"Yeah," Dream laughs.

"Oh. See you soon then,"

She hangs up. "Jessica, I have to go. That was my brother, something's happened and it doesn't sound good,"

Jessica doesn't react. "Yeah, sure, whatever. Is he here?"

"No, he's on his way,"

"Oh, I guess you need to wait here then,"

Drista sits down by the door, and fiddles with her phone. Could Dream not come quicker?

~~timeskip~~

DREAM POV:

I pull up outside a house I vaguely recognise from parties. I send a text to Drista saying I'm here, and get out. I knock on the door, and to my horror, guess who answers.

"Who- Oh, heyy Dream," She says flirtatiously.

"Hi, I'm here to get my sister?" I say, trying my best to ignore her putting her hand on my arm.

"Really?"

"Yes, I'm not here for you," I snap, shrugging her off.

She puts her hand on my chest. "Yeah? Because we keep meeting,"

"Get off my boyfriend,"

I whip around at the familiar voice.

"George?" Becky says with contemp.

"Yup," He pops the p.

I frown. What was he doing here?

At that very moment, Drista comes rushing down the stairs.

"Dream, ready to go?" She says, pulling me out of my daze.

"Yeah, sure," I head to the sidewalk, where George is. Behind us, the door slams shut.

"So, uh- want a lift?" I offer awkwardly.

He shakes his head.

"I'm meeting some people at the park, I'm fine,"

I nod. "See you around,"

He walks off, and the 2 of us get in the car.

Well, that was bad.

GEORGE POV:

I walk towards the park, trying to outrun the awkwardness of that encounter. I know I screwed things up but should I have done that? He did look uncomfortable, but it wasn't my place to do that.

Well, that was bad.

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teehee i have angst planned :D so so much angst and also fluff and i regret making this situation with dnf because how do i get them back together help ;-;