Just a little crush

Aura...

Uhm...what to write. That's the thing keeping me from writing, i've got zero ideas. But here goes nothing. Enjoy :)

George was taking his time swimming to shore. He'd stayed in the waves even though Dream had swam to shore half an hour ago. 

It wasn't like George to enjoy going to the beach, he didn't even know if this was enjoying it. Maybe he felt like he deserved the cold temperature or the spine chilling breeze. 

Less and less of his body was getting covered by the salty liquid. He could make out a small shivering Dream covered in a large towel at the corner of his eye. 

He took one step feeling the small rocks under his feet, scratching them slightly. His hole body felt numb, and it hurt to walk. Dream was already packing their stuff, he looked quite stressed to be honest. Frantically stuffing things wherever there was space.

He turned to George eyes wide, but not the usual excited eyes. These were terrified. 

"We need to get out of here."

"Why, what's happened?"

"I can answer on the way back, just hurry up and help me."

George was now more confused than ever, but did as Dream told him to. The wind had started to get stronger now, George hadn't noticed it out in the waves. But it was surely getting stronger.

Although Dream had already told George to hurry, he couldn't focus on what he was doing. Everything that was going on was to overwhelming, he was shot back into his thoughts by a hand grabbing his wrist. Pulling it tight.

The hole ordeal was a blurry memory in his head, hearing a slamming of a car door. And blinking infront of him. He could also hear a voice in the background but it was all faint murmurs. That's when it all went black.

His head was pounding, and his vision began adjusting to his surroundings. The first thing that caught his attention was the boy with his back laying against his thigh. 

He was sleeping, some small groans sometimes escaping his lips. George sat up, scanning around the room before rubbing his eyes. He could barely remember what had happened that day.

"Dream, you awake?"

"I am now."

The answer was quick but groggy voiced. Dream shifted until his face was fixed towards the brunet looking down on him. 

"You have a fever Gogy."

George just nodded before sliding down beside his partner. They didn't say anything to each other, but listening to the raindrops outside was enough music to their ears.

ALRIGHTTTT the book is done here. Period. I've had it with this so called romance. I want to write something else. Maybe i'll continue it later, sometime. (445 words)