Intoxicating // dnf (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1

TW: mature language

Sunlight peeled through a crack from the not-so-evenly closed curtains. George squints as soon as he allowed the bright light to enter his eyes. His head hurts, he groans as he massages the sockets of his eyes.

He sits himself up, still trying to adjust from the morning light. Once his visions finally cleared, George realizes he wasn't in his own dorm.

He quickly scans the room and suddenly feels something move beside him. George gasps and turns to sees Clay Harrison, known as "Dream", on the bed, sleeping.

The Clay Harrison. The most popular and well-known football player in their college. He had the looks of a greek god, sometimes you wouldn't even believe he's real. Every girl would do anything just to have their hands on Dream.

But here is he is, with George instead. Completely naked with Dream. George groans one more time from the thought and stress building up on him.

How did I even end up here?

His headache worsened, then he suddenly remembered the party from last night.
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14 hours earlier

"Alright classes dismissed.", the professor finally said.

No one even dared to say goodbye and just quickly left the classroom. George too, he dreaded the day that he would go to college. And here he is, in college.

He was a Computer Science and English major. He was pretty decent; He can pass tests without having the difficulty to remember everything from his study sessions, but this college..it just wasn't his thing.

There were parties being held almost everyday even though it was against the school rules and can get the students expelled, students going to the bathroom to do who knows what; Students do the craziest things you could ever think of, but the professors could care less.

George walks over to his last class which is English, while passing a few other students who were chatting. Being the closed-off person he is, he was alone. He does not have time to make friends when all he does is literally study.

He does have one friend that did stay with him throughout his life, Karl.

He finally arrives the classroom to see Karl sitting on his assigned seat. Karl waves at him, George waves back. He scurries to his assigned seat which was beside Karl.

"Hello!", Karl greets happily, "How are you?"

"I feel like shit.", George answers while he sets his books down on the desk.

"Hey don't worry, it's the last day of the week and we can relax tonight, perhaps watch a movie.", Karl puts his hand on his chin to think of more things to do.

George giggles as Karl hushes him. Karl, his best friend since child hood, was also his roommate. The professors were kind enough to put them in the same dorm. George was definitely thankful for that.

"Actually..", Karl continues, checking if the professor was by the door. Once he saw the coast was clear, he faced George.

"I was..invited to a party tonight and they said I can bring anyone I want with me so..", Karl awkwardly smiles, waiting for George to say anything.

George sighs and rests his elbow on the desk, "Sapnap invited you, didn't he?"

Karl slowly nodded. I knew it, George opens his book and begins to read, "I don't know. Parties aren't my thing."

It was never his thing. Him and Karl were complete opposites. Karl was bold and adventurous, while George was timid and cautious. George has only been to one party in college since Karl managed to convince him, but it ended up with him being sick for days from the amount of alcohol he was pressured to consume.