Cold hands, warm hearts ❄️dnf❄️

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Georges pov:

Wow, he really did just leave me

Maybe I shouldn't have thrown his sandwich

Am I supposed to say sorry? Oh fuck

Why the hell did i throw his sandwich, now i have to apologize

I hate myself, I didn't think he'd get mad

Is this the start of the end...of our...relationship? No no no

I feel a panic attack coming

I run to the bathroom and lock myself

I try to calm my breathing and remember what Dream said last night

I splash my face with cold water, look at myself in the mirror and say "its okay its okay don't worry" imagine Dream next to me

Dreams pov:

Ugh Drista has been calling me these past few days and is calling me again

I pick up "Hello?"

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU DREAM?!?!?" Drista yells through the phone

I even pull away the phone from my war a bit cause of how loud she's

"Im sorry" i say but immediately get cut off by her

"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, UNCLE JIM HAD TO DRIVE ME TO MY PRACTICE 4 TIMES THESE 3  DAYS ONLY CAUSE OF YOUR DUMB ASS" She continues to yell

"You know i have a LIFE and IM NOT YOUR PERSONAL DRIVER" I finally yell back

"YOU MADE A DEAL WITH MOM THAT YOULL BE DRIVING ME EVERY TIME"

"FUCK THAT DEAL IM NOT GONNA DRIVE YOU EVER AGAIN YOU UNGRATEFUL PIECE OF SHIT" Oof maybe I shouldn't have said this

"Im telling mom" she calmly says back

"Oh and what are you gonna say? That i got a life and have more important stuff to do"

"I damn well know that you have nothing important to do"

"How can you know?" I yell

"Oh so fucking that brunette guy is more important?" She yells and hangs up

My heart almost stops, I'm left utterly shocked

I hate her so much

I think of my life and relationships with my family and finally realize how toxic they are

I was never really happy living the life before meeting George

You know fuck them, I'm never talking to them ever again

I come back to the kitchen to check if he's alright cause I regret playing angry with him

Where did he go? I look everywhere in the kitchen and the living room

I run to his bedroom and don't see him

I try to check in the bathroom but its locked so i suppose he's there

"Hey George!" I yell so he can hear me through the door

"George?" I say again cause I didn't get anything back the first time

I try to open the door again "George can you open the door please" i say and rapidly knock

"George I'm not mad, can you just open the door" i calmly say

"You're not in trouble, I'm not mad at you anymore" i add

The door unlocks and i open it

I see George standing in front with watery puffy eyes

Oh shit, I'm an idiot

I pull him into a tight hug

"Im-im sorry" he whimpers

"Shh, its okay" i say

I have never felt so guilty before

This is a really crazy way to start the day

We let go of each other, he wipes his eyes and i pat his back

"Im really sorry, I wasn't actually mad at you..." i say

His mouth opens from disbelief and he start to hit me on the chest

"Listen im sorry, I didn't mean to make you that upset"

I run from him laughing, he is chasing me down and trying to hit me again

I jump on the sofa in his living room and he also jumps after me

"I hate you" he says with a smile so i know he isn't serious, but its still really mean

"Oh...really?" I say with sad eyes

I look at how his face changes and giggle

"Uh- I didn't mean-" he stutters

I cut him off "i know i know" i say and laugh

He rolls his eyes and gets comfy with me

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George is so damn sensitive smh🙄