I made it to my room and started unpacking.. there was no way, I'm not even into men. I couldn't like George. There was no way.
The hug, the way he wrapped his arms around me. His head touching my chest, the way I could feel his little bit of stubble but through my shirt, it was like I wanted him. Like I craved him.
No, no NO I'm just touch deprived, I needed that hug as much as George did that was it. Yes that's it.
"Don't think about it Dream." I whispered to myself, I had to clean anyways. I put in my airpods and got to work.
*
My cleaning didn't last long, I heard a knock at my door again, damnit George leave me be, I need to think.
I hesitantly opened my door. "Y-yes George" I opened my door and he was wearing my fucking hoodie. It's not that I was upset, or.. upset in the sense that he was wearing it but upset in the sense that I liked that he looked good in it.
"Hi Dream! I just wanted to know if I could get your number? I'll be off at work doing classes and stuff tomorrow and I needed to make sure I had your number inca- .." He stopped.
"Are you even listening?" He waved his hand in-front of my face. "Yeah yeah I'm listening continue." If I was honest all I heard was something about number and college, I was too caught up in looking at him.
"Okay... Wellll I was just asking just incase! Also uh.. I found this hoodie and I think it's yours but I put it on because I got cold" He let out a small little "Heh" at the end grabbing his arm, rocking back and forth waiting for my reply.
"Yeah! Uh let me give you a um a thing with my number." I scanned my room from a paper and a pen, finding one and scribbling my number on it.
"Also yeah haha I think that's my hoodie." I handed him the paper. "But keep it! It looks nice on you- Wait wait I mean you look good- No I meant like okay uh anyways just text me." I hurried and shut my door.
I just can't think straight around him.. but there just isn't any way. It's not, it can't be. I just need to let myself rest.
I got a text from my phone.
Unknown
whyd you shut me out??
Sent 11:57pm
Shit, it was George and I knew it. I waited a few minutes walking around my room thinking about a response.
Unknown
whyd you shut me out??
Sent 11:57pm
Sorry LOL I got nervous I guess
Sent 12:00am
nervous? do i make you nervous dream?
Sent 12:01am
No no, not like that at ALL. I just meant like I felt like I made you uncomfortable
Sent 12:01am
Another knock at my door. I didn't wanna open it because I knew it was George and didn't want to talk to him, I knew my face was flushed and I was embarrassed.
"Dream please let me in!" Why was he so persistent? "Dream we were just texting, let me in." I sighed.
"Hi George." I opened the door. "Hi Dreammm." He was so friendly, why did I have to like him.
"What's up George?" I sat on my bed. "Can I sit next to you?" He sent me a soft smile. "Yeah you can let me move this" I moved a box and set it on the floor.
"You didn't make me uncomfortable Dream. I thought it was funny." He smiled. "Funny?" I was puzzled, did he find the me stuttering funny or the thought that I could have a stupid crush on him or what?
"No I meant it in the way that like you not knowing what to say was cute, it's like I made you flustered." He pushed on my side.
He made me nervous.
"Oh no I just thought I made you uncomfortable. I wasn't trying to.. I don't know.." I looked at him and we met eyes, quickly breaking the eye contact.
"It's fine Dream, I promise!" He stood up and fluffed out the hoodie of mine he was wearing. "Don't expect this back.. I'm keeping it, it's comfortable." He put his arms out to gesture to me how big it was.
"That's fine George. I'm glad I got to talk with you!" I stood up with him. "Of course Dream, also let me see your phone." I looked at him, puzzled. "What?"
"Just give me it idiot." I was confused but gave him the benefit of the doubt. "Here." I unlocked it and handed it to him.
He messed around for a few seconds and handed me it back. He had changed his name in my phone.
"My George?" He let out a small little giggle. "Your George." My face fell so red, I could feel it. I don't get nervous, around women I mean.. I'm usually able to be the one to make them nervous.. did I make George nervous?
"Oh uh erm anyways you look like you're going somewhere.. are you headed out somewhere?" I looked at him. "Yeah I was gonna go out with a few friends.. get a few drinks." I was puzzled.. George was only 20?
"Drinks? Aren't you 20 George?" He looked at me, "Fake ID's nimrod." He smirked and went towards my door. "Oh.. Be safe?.." I watched him leave my room. "I will don't worry about me."
I shut my door after I watched George leave. I guess good on him? I didn't want him to get hurt and what the hell did "My George" mean.. MY GEORGE... mine?
It just didn't make sense.
*
I finished cleaning and it was around 2am. I was tired and needed sleep, I knew George wasn't home and wanted to let him know I was gonna lock the door as I was going to bed.
My George
❤️ ( My George loved a message you sent )
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Hi George I just wanted to let you know I'm off to bed, I locked only the bottom lock of the door. Be safe.
Sent 2:27am
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CHAPTER 3 WHO CHEERED :D !!! this one was the longest chapter and definitely a more development on the story :] DISCLAIMER george will NOT be the more flirty one, it's more of a George is open to his sexuality and dream is trying to figure it out more. :) i hope u enjoyed smile
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roommates , a dnf.
RomanceTwo boys who move in together just trying to figure out life as it goes on, but what does he mean by "My George"... I guess I'll figure it out.
