Just friends!

Oh wow

Georges pov

I wake up as the sun beams through the blinds on the window.  I squint my eyes and just now realised I'm on top of dream. He looks down at me a smiles.

"Oh hey your finally awake" he says quietly.

"Mhm, sorry though I didn't mean to fall asleep" I mumble while looking around his room.

"It's fine, are you hungry or anything?" He asks me sweetly but his phone then let out a 'ping' sound.

I watched as he looked down at his phone intensely, I was confused on why he looked as if he was concentrating like a lot.

"You ok dream?" I ask not to sure on what to do.

A quick "Shh" is all i get from him until he pushed me of him and got up, starting to walk out the room.

I was sat in his bed, completely confused. What just happened? Why'd he tell me to 'sh'? Should I ask him or will that make him mad or annoyed? I don't know what to dooo!

I decided to get up and starts to walk downstairs all slow since I was still pretty tired. I finally get to the bottom of the stairs and hears dream on the phone, laughing and talking, full with joy. He was in the kitchen so I walked over to there and looked at him a little confused.

"I- uh dream.." I say quietly not to sure if that was a good thing to do or not.

I think he muted the call. It made that sound that it does when the mute button is clicked so I'm guessing he did.

"Can you not tell I'm on the phone!! Can you just fuck of!!!" He shouted at me.

Suddenly tears rushed to my eyes, I hated being shouted at it doesn't matter how or when I just hate it.

I look into his eyes as a tear streamed down my face. He looked at me as if he didn't care. No emotion. No nothing.

"Fuck. Off!!" He screamed again but louder.

I started to walk of slowly back to the room, starting to cry more and more.

Why was he being like this. Does he always do this? Did I do something wrong?

I get to the room and starts to pick up my dirty clothes from yesterday.

Why would I let myself get attached to him already!! Again. I'm so so stupid!! I hate this! I hate hi- no I don't hate him, I already love him. But I do hate that I love him!

I finally get my stuff and as I walk out the bedroom door, Nick was also walking downstairs. He looked at me as more tears streamed down my face.

I didn't know what to do other than cry more.

"George?! Are you ok?" He asked me and quickly goes to pull me into a hug but I push him away and keeps walking downstairs.

This time dream was on the sofa, still laughing and smiling. I heard Nick talking from behind me and then a shout.

"Dream! What the fuck George is crying!! Get of the fucking phone!!" He shouted at him.

"He's being a baby! He's fine!" He shouted back.

I kept walking to the door, I just wanted one thing. Karl. Just Karl no one else.

"Where's Karl?" I ask and turns around to Nick.

He looks at me with concern. "He went out, he said he'll be back soon though" Nick said and walked closer to me.

I could still see dream on the sofa. This time not on the phone but just sitting there. Starring at me.