Heartbreak Though Music

Chapter 2: One day

(Dream's POV)

I was called back to the studio to listen to a sample for a song.

Why? What a pathetic reason to leave that perfect boy back there.

Something about him just seems to resonate with me. There's just something about him. 

I couldn't even begin to list all the good things about him, but I guess I have to start somewhere:

1. The fact that he didn't treat me differently because of my fame or money. Although he may not of even recognised me, but I guess that's another good thing about him. Sooo...

2. He didn't care much about famous people and he doesn't buy into fame or capitalism.

3. The way his eyes light up when his excited.

4. His accent is soooooo nice and soothing and suits him perfectly.

5. How polite he is

6. His perfect, clear and smooth skin.

7. His smile.

8. The fact that we both go to somewhere private and special to relax and clear our minds.

9. His sweet chocolate brown eyes.

10. The warm, fuzzy, fluttery feeling he gives me

I could go on forever but I'll spot there for the mean time. BUT STILL ALL THOSE THINGS AND I ONLY MET HIM ONCE.

But what are the chances I'll see him again? I'll forever be hung up over George, and how perfect he is. He's so perfect it hurts, I want to see him. I NEED TO SEE HIM.  

Calm down, maybe one day we will be together, yes one day. He will be there. One day, I'll focus on the future, OH BABY ISN'T LIFE IS SO FUCKING INCONSISTENT!  WHY CAN'T HE BE HERE?! WHY DOES THIS HURT SO MUCH?!

"Will, are you in there?" I heard a soft voice ask me.

"Huh?" I reply as I open the bathroom door. I had come in here to get a break from reality and to get my thoughts straight. 

(NOT THAT HE IS, LOL            TBH I can relate to that more than I should, I'm always escaping class by going to the bathroom and I always go to the same cubicle, I get really stressed at school, especially During English class, the teacher is really loud and get's in my personal space, and a few weeks ago I stopped talking due to stress and had a few days to get better and then when I got back to school I had English first and within 10 minutes of class I was hiding in the school bathroom texting my therapist for help) 

I saw Nihachu standing outside the bathroom door. 

"Oh, you're not Wilbur, sorry for bothering you." She said once she noticed I wasn't Wilbur.

"Don't worry, it's fine" I croaked, I was crying a little earlier at the thought of never seeing the brunette again.

"Are you ok Dream?" Nihachu asked, concerned for her friend.

"I don't know, I was ok earlier today, but..."

"But what?" Nihachu urged, trying to understand what was bothering her friend.

"He's just so perfect" Dream gushed. "I think I love him"

Nihachu giggled, she was relived it was just a crush, okayyyyy could be a little more. 

"I've only heard you say a few words about him but I can already tell you do." Nihachu snickered, Dream was HELPLESS with crushes.

"SHUT UPPPPPPPPP" Dream groaned, HE WAS SO EMBARRASSED.