Affectionate Rivals || DNF

Chapter 5

By the time George knew it, it was already Monday. He really did want to skip but he just decided to get the day over with especially since he only had school today and Tuesday before a long weekend lasting until next Monday.

He got himself ready and drove to school. He parked in his student spot and began walking toward the entrance of the building.

His heart was racing as he grasped on to the handle of the entrance. He stepped foot into his school and, yet again, everyone's eyes were in him.

He sped up his pace and quickly got to his first class. This is gonna be a long day.. He thought to himself.

He knew barely anyone in his classes, yet somehow they all knew him. They all knew what happened. Throughout the day, he'd gotten a large amount of gifts from people pitying him about the whole situation.

George entered his second to last class which unfortunately had Dream in it as well as his last class. He sighed as he sat down in his assigned seat beside the blond.

He took one glance at the boy. He looked tired and surprisingly upset. Seemed like he'd gotten a lot of shit for what he did. George smiled to himself. Just that already made his day a bit better.

"George, I really need to talk to you." Dream whispered. No reply.

"George, please. Look I'm really sorry."

No reply.

He sighed and readjusted his attention to the board where the teacher was writing.

George didn't feel the slightest bit of pity. He did wonder what made Dream change his mind so quick about "hating" him.

On the way to George's next class, he of course get everyone's eye on him. But one particular person stood out. Dream.

George was so tempted to tell him to quit staring but he wanted to keep the no talking thing up. He sat down in his spot which was in-front of Dream this time.

He could hear the sniffles and the heavy sighs coming from Dream throughout the class. George was more than ready to get the hell out of this classroom, the school all together.

The ring of the bell echoed throughout the halls and students began flooding the building. George pushed his way through the crowd and out to the student parking lot.

He unlocked his car and dropped his bag into the passenger seat, then he got into the drivers seat.

As he made his way home, all he could think about was collapsing on his bed and watching shows he wanted to catch up on.

George stopped by a gas station to fill his tank up and get some snacks. He left the building with a mix of snacks including chips and candy while sipping on a frozen drink.

He arrived home around 6 pm as he had other small errands to run. He went into his room, changed, and got comfortable in bed.

It began to get later in the night. His eyes were focused on the TV until he flinched from his mother calling his name. "Coming!" He yelled.

He calmly descended down the stairs and walked toward where his mom was. Dream was standing at his front door chatting with his mother.

"Ah George! Dream came to see you, it's pretty late so it must be important. Go chat in your room and don't be afraid to let me know if you need anything!"

"Thank you!" Dream spoke as George's mom retreated to her room.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" George whisper yelled.

"Please George. I really need to talk to you."

"Oh, are you here to tell me you've changed after one day? Fuck off, turn yourself around and go back through that door."

George turned around to go back upstairs before Dream grabbed his arm and pulled him back into his chest.

Dream hugged him tightly. "Please, let me explain." He pleaded.

Dreams grasp immediately warmed Georges body. He wanted to say no, but the other part of him was curious for an explanation. George loudly sighed.

"Come upstairs." George spoke. Dream smiled and followed the brunette upstairs to his room. They sat down on his bed facing each other.

"20 minutes. Make it quick." George demanded.

"Look, when we first started hanging out, what I did to you was my goal. I know that was terrible but as we got closer, I genuinely loved hanging out with you." Dream began to explain.

"I started talking to the people I was planing it with. I told them I didn't want to do it, I swear. They began to threaten me and part of me also wanted to feel "cool"?"

"Dream, nothing is adding up. I still don't understand why you did it." George admitted.

"I know, I don't even understand why I did it either. The more we hung out, the more I fell in love with you and your personality. Then I completely ruined everything." Dream sulked.

It was completely silent for a minute.

"I got a lot of shit from the school and my parents about it. I was removed from the fencing team and a ton of people at school are completely avoiding me. But I don't care about any of that, I really miss you George."

"Dream. I think you should go." George requested.

"Please George. I'm telling truth!" Dream pleased as he held both of Georges hands.

"Okay, fine. I somewhat forgive you but it's going to be a long time and a lot of convincing for us to be the way we were before." George spoke.

Dream smile. "I promise I'll make it up to you."

It became silent again. Their eyes were locked, almost as if they were exploring the galaxies amongst each others irises.

Dream leaned in for a kiss. George was frozen in place, closing his eyes and waiting for their lips to touch.

Dream gently grasped Georges faces as he kissed him.

George ran his fingers through Dreams hair, pulling him in closer. They began to get more aggressive with each other until Dream ended up on top of George.

Then the realization struck. George quickly escaped Dreams grasp and sat up. "I think you should go now." George spoke quietly.

"Understood." Dream said as he got up.

Before he left George room, he paused in his tracks. "One last thing George. Can we please go on one more date? Just like when we first hung out?" Dream requested.

George thought about it for a second. He didn't want to get hurt again but somehow this just felt right. "Fine. But hurt me one more time Dream and we are done." George warned.

Dreams face lit up. He seemed genuinely thankful. "I'll pick you up after school then, see you tomorrow." Dream closed the door behind him and left the house.

George ran his fingers over his lips in complete shock. Wow. He thought to himself.

He laid down on his bed, unable to get a lot of sleep that night as he thought about what happened.