Loverboy // Dnf

Chapter 1

George, a shy, somewhat athletic, normal teen. Well not as normal as you would think.

He has his mother, Mrs. Davidson and his father Mr. Davidson. George is kind and loving, but stays closed off with others. He wasn't always like this.

flashback~

George was only 16 when the 'incident' happened.

George, Mrs. Davidson, and his 4 year old sister were walking along the sidewalk making their way towards Georges grandmothers house. They were crossing the street unaware of the car speeding ahead.

Floris. Floris was a troubled 17 year old teen who had finally gotten his license. It was his 2nd day driving with his brand new truck. He had left his house to head towards a gas station for some snacks.

Floris didn't really care about the law nor any parental authority's. He was speeding down one of the empty lanes on the street not aware of the family walking in front of him. Actually Floris was well aware of the family in front of him. It was Georges.

Floris and George have bad history together. Years ago in elementary school they were well known best friends. Everywhere you saw them, they would always be together no matter what. Until one day Floris had stopped appearing. George has never known why Floris would just leave like that.

George had become aware of the fast car heading in their direction and he had pushed his mother forward, and he also ran in the direction of his mother. Unfortunately for George he couldn't save his mindless sister. She was hit by Floris. George caught a glimpse of the drivers face and recognized his face right away.

George and his parents were devastated that his sister couldn't make it in the hospital. Deep down inside George took all of the blame and guilt flooded his mind. He fell into a deep state of depression unable to talk to anybody, but his parents and his close friends.

flashback over~

George woke up at 8:13 am, quickly realizing that he was going to be late for school. He rushed out of bed and quickly pulled on a light blue t-shirt over his pale skin. He kept the same sweatpants on that he had worn the same day before.

George then pulled on his shoes and he walked in the direction of the school. The walk wasn't long and he had only managed to be 4 minutes late for class.

"Aye big man George!" Tommy said trying not to be too disruptive to others, but everyone definitely heard him. George just gave him a simple smile back.

"George, why were you late and you don't have to answer if your uncomfortable with telling me." Mr. Phil had said with a calm, but also comforting tone.

"Oh uhm sorry I slept through my alarm." George had said becoming uncomfortable with all of the unneeded attention.

Phil nodded his head and began talking again.

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After the bell rang George, Tommy, and Wilbur had walked to their lockers to grab their books for their next class. They then all split directions for their classes. Thankfully Karl was in Georges next class.

~~Time skip~~

It was now lunch time and George decided to once again sit with his friend group. His group included his close friends being Niki, Wilbur, Tommy, Tubbo, and Karl. They had all known eachother since 3rd grade.

Everybody, but Tommy and Tubbo were in their senior year. Tommy and Tubbo were in their jr. year.

The group consisted of 16-18 year olds, Wilbur being the oldest.

As soon as George arrived he received a small hug from Karl and complements from Niki. His friends have always known hes had bad thoughts on his appearance and or body. So they use any opportunity to compliment him and make him feel confident.

George sat down at the table with a slight smile, knowing that his friends care about him. "Hey where's Tommy and Tubbo?" George asked examining everybody's faces to see if they had any answers.

All George got was a few shrugs until they heard loud laughs coming from the distance.

"My ears are going to pop off." George said giggling a bit to himself. "Am I that loud?" Tommy yelled as he sat down.

"Tubbo how do you deal with this child?" Wilbur said looking in Tubbos direction. "I will kick you dipshit." Tommy said in attempt to intimidate Tubbo.

"Eh you kinda get used to it when your around him 24/7." Tubbo said giggling along with the rest of the group. Well apart from Tommy.

"Whatever." Tommy playfully scoffed.

"Karl you've been awfully quiet today, you thinking of a special someone?" George mentioned in front of the whole group. Karl's face immediately dropped.

"Wha- George! I swear if you tell anyone about that I will punch you." Karl said with a completely serious face. George threw his hands up in surrender, knowing Karl would actually punch him, not hard though.

Before they could continue any more conversations the bell had rang, signaling that they had to be in class in 10 minutes.

So the group.....well everyone, but Tommy cleaned up their messes and headed to their next classes. Georges next class was mathematics. Specifically calculus.

Calculus was Georges least favorite class not even because it was hard. In fact it was easy for him. It's just the fact that he had none of his close friends in this class.

Class was just about to begin until somebody familiar had sat next to George.

It was....Dream?

Dream was athletic, awkward, and most importantly very affectionate and loyal to those he loved.

Dream was idolized around the school, even though he didn't like all of the attention he received. In fact Dream isn't even his real name, just a stupid nickname he was given by the girls of the school.

His real name is Clay. Clay Collins. Only few people call him Clay. Most people at the school don't even know his real name, including the teachers. Everyone just calls him Dream.

Though Clays outer appearance is attractive and positive, on the inside he is emotionally damaged by his raging alcoholic parents. Only one of his close friends, Nick or as people call him, Sapnap, knows about Clays parents actions.

George was mildly confused why Dream had sat next to him. Especially because Dream was highly looked on at this school and George....not so much.

"Hey uhm do you possibly have a pencil? It's okay if you don't, I just forgot one...sorry." Dream said snapping George out of his thoughts.

Why was Dream speaking to George? That was George exact first thought, but George totally forgot about what Dream had asked him.

George zipped open his pencil pouch and pulled out a blue mechanical pencil.

"Here and no worries." George slightly murmured out, not wanting to drag attention on himself. Dream whispered a quick thanks and then starting writing what the teacher had wanted them to write down.

Georges heart was racing. Why was he like this? He's never felt anything like this before, but he seemed to....like the feeling? He was unsure why Dream made him feel like this.

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Class had finally ended and George had been feeling a lot better today. Unfortunately for Dream he couldn't say the same. Okay yes, his day had been completely fine, but he still had to go home and be fed up with his parents.

And to add on to all of that Dream had met a gorgeous boy. Sadly Dream wasn't able to get that boy's name. Maybe another day....
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First chapter done !!

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