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TW: Swearing, alcohol, nsfw

This chapter will be 3rd person.
Dreams POV, is what will be focused on in this chapter.

When Dream got home, it was about sunset. He went to the beach before he came home. He rested his head on the wheel.

"Fuck!!" He smacked his head on the horn. It was loud, very loud. The neighbors could probably hear. He was angry about George. He didn't know how he felt. Dream got out of his car closing the car door, and locking it. He ran up the steps opening the door to his house.

His mother greeted him. "Hey honey, did you have a good day?"

"Yeah it was fine." He ran up to his room, slamming the door.

His mother was worried. She went up to his room. She opened the door slowly. "Hey sweetie is everything ok?"

Dream had tears in his eyes. He was sitting on his bed looking at the ground. His hands were in fist.

His mother rushed over to him.

"Dream, tell me what's wrong?" She sat next to him rubbing his back.

"I don't know mom." He said sobbing.

"Sweetie you know you can tell me anything right?"

It was awhile before anyone talked. She just sat there rubbing his back. Dream soon wiped his tears.

"Mom, what was it like when you and dad got together?" She looked over at him in surprise.

"Well-do you really wanna know?"

"Mom please just tell me."

"Well, it was like we just clicked you know. Like he was the one. We had a lot of great memories, me and your dad. He was a great person. I wish Drista could of met him."

"Was it hard at first?"

"Yeah, it was. We fought, but that's what you have to get through. Sometimes fighting is love. You just have to expect it. It's not always gonna be prefect." She laughed, after a moment of silence. She rested her head on Dreams shoulder. She grabbed his hand.

"What's so funny?" Dream asked.

"Well there was this time-" she smiled and laughed at the same time. "When you were just a baby. He always picked you up and hung you by your feet. I told him to not do that but he did it anyways. He was always careful of course."

He laughed. "I bet he dropped me."

"I mean you could say that. He was a good person."

They just sat there talking for awhile talking.

"I miss him mom."

"I know honey, I know." She continued on while getting up.

"How about I order some pizza and we watch whatever movie you want. How does that sound?"

"It sounds great mom."

"Alright I'll call you down when it's here." She walked downstairs ordering the pizza. Soon both of them were downstairs. They watched a few movies staying up late at night. Dream had school tomorrow but his mom did not care tonight. She just wanted him to be happy. They both fell asleep eventually. Peacefully they layed by each other. Until it turned morning.

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A week had past since George and Dream haven't been talking to each other. Dream was getting tired of it. He's always passing George in the halls. George doesn't even care look at him. Dream couldn't take this much longer. He's been trying to talk to George but nothing works. Just this feeling about George he couldn't explain it. It was near nighttime when Dream was at a party. He thought it would help to just drink it away. Maybe play with a couple of girls. He just couldn't get George off of his mind. His mom didn't care that he was at party's, even though she did worry. She just thought it was normal teenager things.

"Hey is that-Dream?! I didn't know you would be here." Dream look over.

"Alex? Is that you?" Alex sat next to him grabbing a drink for himself.

"Yeah, Im here to get some girls ya know?" He said.

"Yeah, Yeah."

"Nick is here too."

"Really?! I haven't seen nick in so long!" Dream said with slurs.

"We're just about to go play a game of spin the bottle. Wanna join?" Alex said.

Dream nodded and went with Alex. There were a few people in the room. A bunch of people Dream didn't know were here. He looked around the room, sitting next to nick.

"You look drunk as hell man. It's been awhile." Nick said.

"Yeah, yeah not too bad yourself." Charlie laughed.

"Alright, so it's spin the bottle whoever it lands on you have to go in a room with. Who wants to spin first?" Alex said sitting down. The bottle was in his hand.

"I will." A blonde chick spoke.

Alex handed her the bottle. She spun it. It landed on a blonde haired guy. His name was Tommy. He had curly hair. Tommy is in the same class as George. They left the room handing the bottle to someone else.
The next person spun it. It was another blonde. The bottle landed on Dream this time. Him and this blonde left to find a room.

"God your hot." She layed down on the bed. Dream got on top of her, taking off her shirt. He started kissing her and touching her. It didn't feel right to him. The skin, the touch, it wasn't George.

He wanted George. Dream needed George.

He stopped kissing the blonde laying under him. He got up off of her standing beside the bed.

"What the fuck?" The blonde said.

"Sorry-well not really." Dream left her there running out of the house. He ran as fast as he could to George's house. It was only a block away from the house he was at.

He stopped when he got to the front of the house. He knew he couldn't go through the front door.

The window.

That's where George came out last time. He noticed that. Dream ran over to George's window. Well he hoped it was his window. He saw the pretty brunette sitting on his bed. Dream started climbing, when he got to the top he knocked on the window.

George got startled at the noise he ignored it at first, but then once Dream knocked a second time he looked over. George went over to his window. He opened it.

"What the hell?"

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