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| Dream |
Dream's love for music has always been within him. The way that it made him feel on the inside was immaculate. The way that his body shivered at the groovy tunes, and made his face lit up in a bright smile was undescribable to him. The only thing he knew, was that it was one of his most favourite things.
The memories of singing along to his grandfathers old guitar, was some of the best memories he had. He was Dream's best friend as a little kid, and it truly hurted him to think that he didn't exsist in his life anymore. He remembered how they used to be so connected, so in sync while singing to Hey There Delilah, their both favourite song.
He was also the reason for Dream to be who he were today. Being the lead singer in one of the worlds most famous boy bands, he had certanly fulfilled his dream.
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After the second concert was finished, Dream and the rest of the boys certantly were tired.
It had, just like the first one, been filled with a lot of music and screaming, that would cause all of them to hurt their ears if they weren't wearing earplugs.
The lyrics to most of the songs he had written himself, and they were mostly directed at George as well. The major crush he's had for years now. Oh, how that boy made him feel. He had learn how to control his feelings, but he always had constant butterflies tickling him on the inside. And not to mention the strong eye contacts, they always made him feel sick. Love sick. Ever since he saw that stupidly gorgeous face at that bench for the first time, he knew.
Since Dream had discovered that he was actually bisexual at a quite early age, he didn't hesitate at his heart skipping an extra beat when looking at his loverboy.
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"I never had a clue that the performances were going to be so fucking exhausting." Sapnap complained, just like he always did. Dream let out a small laughter, and sat down beside him in the sofa that was placed so kindly in the backstage room.
"What did you expect, Sapnap?" it came from George, who was sitting in his chair and in the progress of taking off his eyeliner. The blonde looked his way, and caught his reflection in the mirror.
Damn, he's so beautiful,
was all he could think of. And that goddamn eyeliner made him look even better. It was sad to see him take it off.
Holy shit, what a simp Dream was.
But he knew that he wouldn't ever have a chance with him. Everyone except for George knew his feelings for him by this point. They teased him all the time as well, even though they knew the brunette didn't have any feelings for him.
He was straight. And he proved that point by always talking about the chics he got. The short ones, the hot ones... And I could only imagine how this trip would be. And oh boy, would Sapnap be talking as well. He was the main attention grabber of the stage, once he got the opportunity.
For example, his favourite part was when he could slide across the frets to the famous Redbone song, that made the ladies go crazy. Or whenever we sang OHMAMI, and he got to take his part, which was originally recorded in his voice.
I felt kinda bad for Quackity, though. He was a handsome boy who had been attracted to girls all his life, and yet no luck. Though, he was always hyping up us other. And for example, he was the one teasing him about George the most.
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Love Game | 𝐷𝑁𝐹
Fanfiction[DISCONTINUED] Dream and his best friends has been in a band together for almost two years now. They've become a very popular boy band over the past year, and boom! Here they are, on their very first tour around the United States. On their very fir...
