running home to you || dreamnotfound

Chapter 3: -talking for the first time-

Dream POV: (thoughts are italicized)

Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh. shit. HE'S HERE!!! My eyes were still on the door but I quickly looked away and sipped my milkshake as he turned his head over to us.

"Well hello there George! Come take a seat right here!" Tammy gestured to the seat next to mine. Not that one tammy come on now. I cringed.

"Strawberry milkshake?" She asked as George started to walk over to the seat.

"Yeah that would be great" He replied as he sat down next to me, sliding his backpack off his shoulder and onto the ground

I turned and sipped my milkshake facing straight in front of me. Is he British? Well, I don't care but holy shit his voice is perfect. Calm down clay he spoke like 5 words. I shook my head.

"Something wrong?" George asked, turning his body over to me. I'm assuming he saw me shake my head. Come on clay! Really? God, you're so stupid.

I swallowed my milkshake and turned to him, "oh no no I was just shaking my head at myself" I laughed nervously, my face turning a little red out of embarrassment.

"Ohhh," he laughed.

"Yeah..." quick clay thing of something. The conversation is drying outtttt. "Sooo I see you have a British accent, are you from around here?" really? That's what you thought of? I cringed inside a little as I took a sip of my milkshake.

He seemed to be a little taken back by my question but he shook his head a little and turned to face me more. "Yeah no I'm from London, I just moved here a week ago" he smiled a little.

"Ohhhh" I nodded, taking a sip, "makes sense, where did you move to?" way to sound creepy dumbass.

"The apartment complex that's around 10 minutes from here, one of the only ones in this town," he laughed a little.

I nodded, "that must be nice to live close to here."

"Yeah, I think I'm going to be here often. The vibes are very nice and the owner is very accepting" George smiled.

"Oh yeah, Tammy is amazing!" I smiled back.

As if on cue Tammy walks over and slides George his milkshake then walks back into the back room.

"Thank you!" he called out and took a sip. "So, are you from here?" he asked before taking another sip.

"Yeah I am, I live in a house like 8 minutes away," I nodded.

"You live in a house here?!" George whisper shouted

"Yeah? Why?" I questioned, laughing a little.

"All of them are crazy big and crazy expensive, I mean this in the nicest way but you must be crazy rich" George took a sip and widened his eyes.

I bent over and wheezed the second he finished talking which caused him to join in and laugh. I'm not sure why I found it so funny but I did.

"Well-" I started, after we both calmed down, "I wouldn't say I'm rich but I would say my parents are yes." I nodded

"Ahhh I see I see" He smiled and took a sip.

"If you wanna see my house I mean you could come over-"I blurted out. Immediately regretting what I said. Oh my god. You dumbass. You are so stupid way to make it seem like you wanna kill him.

George thought for a second then nodded. "Sure! I'd love to! But could we finish out milkshakes first"

Woah woah woah wait. Pause. He just agreed- "Oh yeah of course! We can" I laughed a little and took a sip.

We fell into silence after that but the weird thing was it wasn't like an awkward one. You know the one where when you're getting your haircut and the person stops making conversation so you both just sit there while they cut your hair? Or the one where you slept in and your parents have to drive you to school but halfway there you tell them you forgot your backpack so they have to turn around? You know that type of silence. Yeah, that wasn't it. This was the type of silence that you see in the movies when the two characters are driving in a car together on their way home after going out together or the one where two people are sitting across from each other at a fancy restaurant, they are recently engaged and while they are waiting for their food they just sit there holding hands over the table and looking at each other, admiring each other. Yeah, that's the kind of silence this is. A comfortable silence as we both sit there and sip our milkshakes occasionally looking over and smiling at each other.

I don't know what it is about him but it's all just so perfect. The way he talks, the way he's dressed, I mean he's in an oversized shirt, skinny jeans, and converse and he looks great.

I just wanna sit and talk with him all day. Clay stop it. You just met this man and you're fantasizing about him. That's so weird. You realize he doesn't even know your bi right? Also, I mean look at him why would he ever give you the time of day.

I took the final sips of my milkshake and looked over at George who was fiddling with his fingers, his milkshake.

"Tammy! I'm leaving 15 dollars here, George and I are heading out!" I called to Tammy who was somewhere in the back.

"Oh no no you don't have to pay for mine here," George reached into his pocket but I stopped him, lightly grabbing his arm.

"No please, it's only like 5 dollars, it's fine, no worries!" I smiled and let go of him.

"Okay fine but I'm paying for you next time," he smiled.

Wait? Next time? There's going to be a next time? "O-oh yeah sure okay that's fine" I stuttered a little and got up, starting to head to the door. I held the door open for George as he walked out. "Did you drive here?" I asked as I shut the door.

"No I walked since it's super close," He said as he swung his backpack over his shoulder,

I started to walk over to my car, leading George over with me. "Oh I see makes sense." I opened the door of my car for him, smiling a little.

"Oh wow such a gentleman," he smirked and slid into my car. I shut the door, kind of stunned but I shook my head and walked to the other side. I got in and turned it on looking over at George, "you want aux?"

"Duhhh of course I do!" He cheered a little and I gave him my phone which was already connected.

I smiled to myself as I pulled out of the parking lot and began driving on the way to my house. I took a couple of wrong turns so I could stay in the car longer with George. I wanted to listen to his music and see what his taste was....no other reason. He turned up the volume and I was hit with the wonderful Short Kings Anthem by Tiny Meat Gang ft. Blackbear. Honestly not what I expected but I'm not complaining TMG is good. I bopped my head a little to the music as it eventually ended and switched over to Hot Rod by Dayglow. A completely different vibe but once again, I'm not complaining. Then come on Can I call you Tonight? By Dayglow.

I reached over and turned down the music a little bit, "I'm shocked you agreed to come over but we can chill tonight, I should warn you though my little sister is home." I laughed a little.

"Yeah, I am too. Normally, I would never do stuff like this but I don't know...I trust you I guess which probably sounds weird because we just met but you know..." He trailed off, laughing nervously a little.

"Oh..." wtf he trusts me? Aww, that's sweet. Focus clay. "Yeah no that makes sense and don't worry I won't kill you I promise!" I smiled goofily, causing George to laugh a little.

"Yeah I know or at least I hope you won't. The only thing is...how'd you know my name was George?" He questioned, raising one eyebrow, trying not to laugh.

Oh, come on clay. He never told you his name. 

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