-least favorite only child- karlnotfound

- 3 -

-I never faked my love for my mom. I loved her and loved the thought of her loving me more than me loving her-

- Karl's pov -

I never hated school. Sure its boring but I can get away from my mom which is a big pro for me.

I hated going home though.

I sat in silence as I held Georges hand. I realized during the day George isn't cheating on Dream unless he does things further than holding onto me.

Dream is cheating on him yes but its not right to cheat on him back.

Two wrongs don't make a right.

They make a bigger wrong, worsening a situation.

"Karl," George asked to snap me from my thoughts. I turned my head and made eye contact with him.

"Do you think Dream has some love for me?" The things I was thinking kinda contradicted what he said.

"If he had no love in his heart for you then he wouldn't continue being with you." I pointed out. George stared at my hand in which he was holding.

"He's done worse than cheat on me." George said causing him to quickly cover his mouth with his free hand.

"George?" I asked with concern. I slowly took my other hand and moved Georges hand from his hand.

"If you don't wanna talk about it we don't have too." I said moving my hand to his cheek.

"I don't wanna ruin my relationship with him." George sadly admitted.

He looked me in the eyes. His eyes wandered to my lips quickly after. He shut his eyes tightly and shook his head aggressively.

I couldn't help but melt into a loving smile.

George moved his body quickly and pushed our lips together. What he had done caught me off guard. George pulled away in embarrassment.

"oh god I shouldn't have done that." George said panicked. He took his hand away from mine; I refused to move my hand from his cheek.

"I'm sorry. I really am. Fuck, what was I thinking?" George apologized.

I couldn't help but replay the feeling in my head of George kissing me. As guilt filled as it made me it felt amazing.

I didn't have the time to appreciate it fully though.

"its alright George." I said, hiding the real feelings he had given me.

Gosh I must be madly in love with this man.

I shouldn't make a judgement so early though.

George was silent. He turned and faced me. He held my hand and moved our faces closer together until there was a small gap.

"Karl-" I cut George off by pressing my lips on his. George kissed back giving me an attempt to enjoy this moment.

We pulled away once we realized how wrong it was.

At least the kiss felt nice.

"I did that to make you shut up." I lied. George chuckled. George smiled and cuddled into me with no surprise.

How could someone be so perfect?

He's so gentle and warm. He reminds me of nostalgia; that wonderful warm feeling that you'd think of from any smell, photo, sound.

I loved George and just the idea of him.

If I could, I would kiss him again.

I can't let that happen though. (Its only chapter 3 can't let it happen again)

"Well gorgeous I will see you tomorrow." I said to George, just wanting to kiss his soft lips. "Bye Karl." He said with his pretty smile.

I smiled back at him and walked off to dread being home.

I was stopped by running into dream by accident.

"Oh sorry Dream. Guess I wasn't looking." I said as I went to continue being on my way when he stopped me.

"I saw you and George." He said. "You don't care about him though. Why did it bother you?" I asked. Bad decision. "you'll see why." He scoffed. I laughed.

I continued being on my way home.

Dream really thinks hes threatening.

That's sad.

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Once I was home I ran to the kitchen and unsurprisingly, my mother was there.

I tried to ignore her or pretend her existence didn't have an effect on me. "Karl you're here.." She said disappointed. I sighed quietly.

"You should spend the night at someone's house or something so I don't have to see your pathetic face." She said annoyed. I went off to the door to go away from her.

"When you leave, don't return." She yelled. She said that every time.

I wondered why I never listened to the statement.

I walked through the neighborhood I walked through when my mother wished for me to be gone.

I never cried while walking away except for when I was a child.

Now I live with it.

I tended to walk to George's house because he made me happy, stay for a few days then come back home.

I walked to a bridge me and George went when we were sad. Sometimes we went together or by ourselves.

I walked to it and in a weird miracle, George was sitting there. We loved to go and sit beside the other when the other didn't they were even there.

I walked up behind him and pulled him into my chest.

"KARL THAT SCARED ME!" George yelled. I laughed and put him back down. I sat down next to him. He pulled himself to sit in my lap.

We sat in a comforting silence for a few moments.

"your mom force you out?" He asked. I sighed. "Of course." I said. George pulled himself to cuddle me.

He made me so happy and calm. I found it insane how gentle he could be.

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