ring, dreamnotfound

family

start of summer break

george was sat on his bed, dream's number pulled up on his phone.

it has been two days since the situation and george has felt guilty ever since he saw dream's text. dream had every right to be mad at george, but not the other way around. even though george was mad at dream, when it was himself causing the argument.

george had come up with multiple texts to send, but ended up deleting all of them. but guilt filled him over, so he sent dream a text.

dream

can we talk?

george fell back onto his bed after he sent the message. one thing he did not expect was for dream to text back a minute later.

dream

over the phone?

yeah sure

your 'yeah sure' always
means no
im picking you up in 15

george was shocked at how easily dream agreed. and picking him up in 15 minutes?

george got out of his bed, and ran over to his bathroom. he wet his hair slightly and brushed it out. making it look fluffy. he also put on 'going out' clothes, instead of his sweatpants and hoodies. he actually put on black jeans and a white shirt, also his air force 1s.

george was looking at his jewelry when he heard a honk outside. "is that for you george?" his mom asked. "yeah, be back in a little!" george yelled as he ran down the stairs. he made his way outside, seeing dream in his car looking straight at him.

"someone got dressed up" dream said, as george got into his car. "i didnt feel like wearing sweatpants?" george said as he looked around, dream's car exactly the same as he remembered.

he did have george's anniversary necklace hanging up. "i saw your texts, and i wanted to apologize" george started off.

"i know we should of talked earlier, but i was just so mad. and i want you to know that im so sorry for cutting you off. everything just felt so rushed and i didnt know how to react to everything" george said, most of the words mushed together.

dream didn't say anything, making george look over at him. "are you done?" dream said, his eyes focused on the road. "what?" george whispered. "we can still be friends george." dream said. "i just wished you talked to me but you just cut me off" dream said. "i know- and im so sorry" george said.

"you know i hate when you say sorry to much" dream said. george nodded as he felt a hand grab his. "you're picking" dream said. dream still remembered how george would pick at his nails and skin when he was nervous. "sorry" george said, dream instantly looked at him for saying sorry again.

dream laid george's hand back down as he moved his own onto the steering wheel. george remembered this drive, they were going to dream's house. "don't be mad at me george. but i might of not told my family we broke up. and they asked about you, so i told them that you were coming over" dream said.

george wasn't mad, he was surprised that dream even wanted to be near him. "im not mad" george said, looking out the window seeing all the familiar houses. "just act normal? if that makes any sense" dream laughed, george missed hearing his laugh.