We met from her//Dnf

"George, think straight"

George wasn't thinking good.

instead he was thinking 'dream'

he tried to resist it, he really tried.

but he couldn't.

the way dream talks to him, is different.

he was trying to tell his mind 'George think straight'

but his mind was telling him 'George, no'

dream is good for him? no brain, hes not.

or is he?

"George think straight" Dream said.

Georges mind got thankfully interrupted.

"what do you mean?" George asked pretending he didn't know anything.

"you were starting to black out" Dream said.

George thought for a second "was I?"

"yea, you were" dream said.

-

they hung out for the rest of the afternoon and George realized his feelings.

he couldn't deny the truth.

he could only deny lies.

and this was not a lie.

it was 10:00 when George decided to go home.

he got in his car, started driving.

all he could think about, was dream.

hes gonna have a hard time sleeping.

//

the second George left dream realized how much he wanted him.

dream needed his voice, his touch, to see his face.

his feelings are going to ahead of himself.

it might ruin something.

or it might not.

he never knows.

or he does.

this week had so many turn of events.

and it was only Wednesday night.

he walked into his room and just flopped on his bed.

he fell asleep before he hit the pillow.