Feeling For You (DNF)

Chapter 35: A Glimpse Of Forever

Author's note: 

...this is it. The final chapter of Feeling For You, with the epilogue coming out next Saturday! Thank you so, so much to everyone who has read and supported this story, votes and comments mean so much to me. 

Right now, the total word count of FFY (not counting the epilogue) is 125,000 words, which is incredible. Thank you for supporting me, and for reading! I'm so happy with how with story turned out, and am so excited to write more. 

Also, happy pride month, everyone! 🏳️‍🌈

Word count: 3,101

⚠️TRIGGER WARNINGS: None, other than brief and mild anxiety mentions :) happy chapter!

For this chapter, I recommend listening to Paper Rings by Taylor Swift, Monday by Imagine Dragons, and/or Wonder by Shawn Mendes. 

"So," George starts, beaming at me. He's been smiling for hours, ever since we left Dr. Lambert's office. His energy is contagious (literally) and so is his bubbling excitement, causing a matching happiness to settle warmly over me. "I have a surprise for us."

I blink, surprised. It's not often that George gives me anything, and he usually loathes surprises. He always says it's something about 'wanting to know what's happening', although I always tease him and call him a control freak. 

To be fair, he is, a bit. 

"Us?" Sapnap asks, adjusting his cap and leaning on my shoulder, all three of us in a pile on the hotel couch while we take stupid Snapchats and George films TikToks. "Like, us us, or you and Dream us?"

"All of us!" He declares, looking so proud of himself for whatever the surprise is that I can't suppress a fond smile. "But, I got them for Dream, mainly, to celebrate the empathy thing."

"Well, what is it?" 

"It's..." he starts, dramatic as always as he pulls up something on his phone before whipping it to face me and Sapnap. "Three tickets to tomorrow's Sooners game, with passes to meet the team!"

"What?! Holy shit! Holy shit! George!" I cry, eyes widening as I sit up fully. What- what the- when did he- how? I fumble to think in a complete sentence as I gawk at the tickets, stunned.

"What?" He laughs teasingly as Sapnap ooos at the tickets, snatching George's phone for a better view. 

"George!" I say again, unable to voice anything but my disbelief. "What- what the fuck? The Sooners are my favorite football team, like, ever. How were you able to buy these on such short notice?"

"I know they are, idiot. Why else would I have paid, like, an entire month's worth of stupid American dollars on these seats?" He snips, smirking a little. "I bought them when I was waiting in Dr. Lambert's office, after she talked to both of us. They were fucking expensive, but I figured it was my turn to pay for something."

I can't hold back from pulling him into a crushing embrace, peppering kisses to his sweet smelling brown hair as I laugh gleefully. "George! I can't believe this, this is the best day of my life. I've always wanted to see a Sooners game, but I never thought I'd be able to," I confess, thinking back to countless nights spent watching the Sooners play from a home TV. They're a great team, with an amazing coach and players, and I'm more than excited to see them play. 

And... though I would never admit it, and especially not in front of George, but a few of the players definitely contributed to my sexuality crisis last year. The fanboy side of me is freaking out at the idea of meeting my (very hot) idols in person- and maybe even getting their autographs.