Just a little crush

My melody...

Chapter 7 already, let's go! I'm actually very proud of myself for having the motivation to write as much as i have been. Especially since english isn't my first language. Hope your summer break is going well, and enjoy!<3

It has now been two weeks since George was last in the hospital, and he had an appointment to get his wrist checked. Since Georges wrist still hurt a lot, Dream was the one to drive him. The car ride was mostly silence except for the music from the radio. It was comfortable silence. Sometimes George could hear Dream humming the tones. 

George had his eyes locked on the road ahead, tapping his finger on his thigh. Dream noticed this and turned to him asking in a soft tone.

"You nervous?" 

"Wh- what? No, that's stupid." 

George still couldn't comprehend how he'd noticed, only turning to face out the window. Dream smiled to himself focusing on the road before pulling into the hospital parking lot.

Dream sighed before turning off the car.

"Here we are".

"Thank you for driving me Dream".

"No problem". He answered giving George a warm smile.

George opened the passenger door slowly before slipping out. He didn't move, just looked at the large white building. Dream rolled down the window.

"Something wrong?" He asked furrowing his brow confused.

"Uhm, no just processing".

He stood there for about another 10 seconds before Dream climbed out the car. Grabbing his hand leading him inside. Dream knew excatly what to do and say when George got nervous or shy. It was like he had a manual for every step George would take, following it perfectly.

He led George over to the reception asking for his appointment. The receptionist nodded and gave them the directions. 

They were 5 minutes late so the doctor was already waiting inside for George. He sat down while Dream sat on a chair in the corner.

"How is your wrist George?" The doctor asked clapping his hands togheter, elbows on his knees.

"It still hurts, a lot."

The doctor took his hand and started checking the cast, looking around and asking where it would hurt and not.

"The last time you were here we did a bone scan on you, remember?"

"Yes"

"The bone scan told us that you had some heavy object dropped on your arm, is that correct?"

"Uhm, i can't really remember..."

Dream could tell something was off but just shook it off, paying attention to what the doctor was saying.

"You'll come back in 2 weeks to get your cast switched, and then we'll ask more questions." 

George shook his head before they headed out the office, now walking down the hospital hallway. Dream grabbed his shoulder turning him to face him.

"Heavy object? You never said anything about that." Dream questioned looking more worried than he already was.

"I can't remember it."

There it was, the uneasy feeling. Dream just continued walking George following behind. 

(Now in Dreams car)

"You hungry?"

"A little."