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And then there was George, sitting in

The passenger's seat of Dream's really

Expensive car fiddling with his fingers.

Waiting for Dream to say something.


Dream slowly apologizes.


It made George's sorrow morph into

Anger.

"You should be sorry, Dream. You should be

Really sorry you piece of shit."


George tips his head up and to the side to look

Dream in the eyes.


Dream looks at George with a dumbfounded

Expression, feeling surprised.


"Is that all you wanted to say? Because I have

Better things to be doing." George adds.


George didn't actually have anything to do

Did he?

What social life did he have?

What did he have to do at home?

Remember that his apartment was there because

His dad was arrested?

Cry about the tall green-eyed blonde?


"And I thought you actually liked me, Dream."

George says, his voice taking on a slight wobble.

"I thought for once someone might actually like

Me, and then-then you actually kissed me and

You just leave."


George's face becomes hot, his vision blurry.


"Why? Why Dream?"


"Because I was scared, George! I was scared that

You would just ignore me again and what we had

Would be ruined, and that you didn't like me back!"


"Of course I like you back, you idiot."


George stares at Dream.

And Dream stares at George.

And as they stare at each other,

They realize just how in love they are.






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