gone... but for long? •a dreamnotfound fanfic•

•Part 1•

!TW! Bullying, homophobic slurs

George's Pov:

I woke up to the blaring of my alarm clock. 6am. "Ugh. I dont wanna wake up it's too early." I turned too look at the frustrated alarm clock that was begging to be turned off.

I stood up to do just that when my sister burst into my room. "WAKE UP GEORGE ITS TIME FOR SCHOOL." she yelled. What a great way to wake up. "Give me another minute Ella I need to fully wake up first." I tried. She didn't take that as an answer though. "IM NOT GOING ANYWHERE UNTIL YOU GET UP. RIGHT NOW." At this point she was just giving me a headache. Why was she always so annoying? I sighed deeply. I decided to let her win and get up. "Ok, ok, I'm up. Get out now." "WHATEVER LOSER." She ran out the room and into the kitchen.

I got dressed, brushed my teeth and grabbed my bag before going downstairs. "Hey mom" I greeted. "Hey George, you ready for school?" Right. School. I hated the word school. "Yeah, Karl should be here any moment to pick me up." Just as I finished that sentence I heard a loud beep outside my house. "Karl's here, I'm going now, bye!" "Bye George have fun in school, I love you"

I turned the handle on my door and ran over to the car where Karl was impatiently waiting for me. "Hey man, thanks for giving me a lift like always." I buckled my seatbelt and sat comfortably before Karl replied; "No problem dude, anytime. Wanna put on some music?" "Yeah of course haha" I connected my phone to the bluetooth speaker and put on icanteven by The Neighbourhood and we drove to school.

When we got there, me and Karl went to our separate lockers. I walked down the long overcrowded hallway to my locker and when I got there, I almost froze. I stared at a group of boys at my locker, drawing something on it with a marker. I felt like crying. They were the popular kids that bully me. But the leader amongst the bullys was Nick. Nick Flare to be exact. They turned around to face me and started laughing. "Dude hes gonna go cry to his mum when he sees this hahahah." I slowly approached them, head down. The bell rang and they quickly ran away to their classes. Of course, on the way, bumping me on the shoulder. "I'll see you later nerd" Nick told me quietly enough for only me to hear.

I walked up to my locker and couldnt believe my eyes. It read: "we know you are a faggot" WHAT?! The only people who know I'm gay are Karl and Tina! How did they find out?! At this point I'm on the verge of tears and ran to the bathroom. I didnt care if anyone saw me I just ran to an empty stall, locked the door, and cried.

Clay's Pov:

I had History for my 1st period. I hated History with a burning passion. I was not about to sit for an hour listening to Mr.Phil blab about the renaissance. I decided it would be better to just skip class. I couldn't care less about getting a low grade on my test. Instead of heading to class with my best friend Nick, I went to the bathrooms. I was the only one there, so that was a relief.

I sat on my phone for about 10 minutes until I hear someone burst into the bathrooms crying. I always hated when people cried or showed any signs of pain, it made me feel bad. I dont think he knew someone else was in the bathroom because he started talking; "WHY? WHY ME? WHY DO THEY HAVE TO BULLY ME? AND HOW DID THEY FIND OUT? I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATW MYSELF!" Who is the bully? What did he find out? Why does this boy hate himself? I had so many questions. I wanted to go over to him and ask him what's wrong but I thought no, hes a complete stranger, plus what if he doesnt want to talk to me? That'll just be awkward. I decided to quietly exit the bathroom and head to my second period which was English.

-Time skip to 30 minutes-

Ms.Minx gave us a 3 page essay to work on and I was way too tired to even start. I almost fell asleep when I heard the door open and a boy enter the classroom. "You're late Mr Davidson. What was the reason?" Davidson? I have never heard of that surname in this class. I must've not been paying attention before. "Sorry miss, I woke up late today. It wont happen again."

He walked over to me and sat down at my table, considering it was the only one free. I had never seen the brunette before, but I dont think hes new. I noticed he had red puffy eyes, probably from crying. Is that the boy from the bathroom? The one that burst in crying? I think it was. I took a moment to inspect his features. He had brown fluffy hair, chocolate brown eyes, perfect jawline and pretty pink lips. He must've caught me staring because he looked up and started speaking to me. "Umm... can I help you?" he asked confusingly. I felt myself grow red as I answered with a simple "no, no, sorry" he had an unreadable expression on his face. "Clay Hugh, right? Team captain?" I was a bit shocked. He knew my name? "Uh... yeah. And you?" I felt kind of bad that I didnt know his name. "George Davidson." Hm. I'll remember that. I muttered a simple "cool" and turned to my essay that I didnt even start.

I know it sounds stupid but I feel like I wanna be his friend. He seems pretty chill and hes also kind of cute...

•1000 words•

Authors note:
Guys this is my first fanfic and I have no experience in writing stories but bare with me! Also if you see any spelling errors pleaseeee let me know, I would appreciate it! :)
I love anyone who is reading this ♡ (which I highly doubt anyone is lmao)