Sapphire || DNF

Chapter 30: Ride

"Sleep didnt you say you would slow down on problem parts?" I did but completely failed like 2-3 chapters later.

"Dream wake up." George shook the boy. "I need a ride before you go to school." A loud groan erupted from the boy.

"What time is it?" Dream let out another groan. He looked over at his bedside clock. "Where do you need to go that you needed to wake me up an hour early?"

"I need you to take me to the hospital." He watched Dream's face grow more confused. "My mom is in the hospital and requested for me to come, but i need to tell her how much of a piece of shit she was before anything happens."

"Okay I can take you. Can you grab me pain medicine please? I have to take a shower." Dream received a nod and with that George left the room.

Dream moved off of his bed and went straight to his closet. He picked out a pair of gray shorts, a black tank-top and a black hoodie. He took the clothes into the bathroom with him as he turned on the shower. He laid the clothes onto the counter as he heard a knock at the door. He quickly ran to the door and when he opened it he saw George handing out two pills in one hand and the other covering his eyes. "I still have clothes on George." He watched George slowly removing his hand away. "See?"

"You look nice. Make sure to brush your teeth well, your breath still smells like alcohol." George watched Dream nod as he took the pills.

Dream walked over to the sink as he put one of the pills in his mouth. He turned on the faucet and dipped his head into the water and swallowed the pill with the water from the sink. He lifted his head up to grab the other pill and did the exact same. When he swallowed the second pill how turned off the faucet. He wiped away the water that escaped his mouth. He turned back to George who was leaning against the doorframe. "That was very hot Dream."

"Me taking pills was hot?" Dream walked closer to George and took his hand to George's chin. George nodded with a smile.

"Okay go take your shower." George walked away from the bathroom. George walked into his bedroom, trying to be as quiet as possible. He went into his closet pulling out a brown hoodie and black shorts. The shorts were longer to make sure they covered his thighs.

He rushed into his bathroom with his clothes. He stripped his clothes off and put on the new clothes. He went over to the sink to brush his teeth and put on deodorant. He washed his face too.

When he was done he rushed out of the bathroom and went back to Dream's room. Dream was looking inside of his bag. He closed the bag and grabbed it with his one hand and placed it on his one shoulder. "Are you ready to leave?" He asked to George.

George nodded as they both exited the room. Usually Dream would get something to eat but he decided to skip it today just to make sure George gets to the hospital without being late.

They rushed into the car as Dream started it. "Thank you again Dream, I really appreciate it. And sorry for waking you up early."

"No need to apologize, i liked waking up to you." Dream loved being alone with George. "You look very nice."

"You tell me that every five seconds." George heard a small scoff come from the boy next to him. He laughed though. "But thank you."

"Is there a certain time you have to be there?" Dream turned onto another road. He looked over at George as he shook his head.

George turned to look at the boy, his side profile made George die of awe. "Why are you so nice?" George questioned

"Is that a good thing or bad thing?" Dream laughed. "Well I was raised to be nice I guess. Also you are ten times nicer than me so I don't know how you think I'm such a nice guy."

"You know you didn't have to drive me, I could have just taken an Uber." George was about to say another sentence but Dream had cut him off.

"Ubers are the fucking worst, I wouldn't let you go into one especially alone. I don't trust those fuckers with anyone. Especially you, you're too special."

George sat there confused. I'm too special? George thought to himself. "What even happened with Ubers and you all? I told Karl i could just take an Uber and he said the exact same thing."

"We all had a bad experience with an Uber." Dream glanced at George who still had 'confused' written on him. "We were at my parents house for Monopoly and all of us got drunk as hell and so we got an Uber and he tried to take us to a different location. Luckily Quackity wasn't that bad and yelled at the man to take us to the right place. Ever since that we don't go into Ubers."

"Why did you say I was too special to go into one?" George still didn't understand what he meant by that.

"All I'm going to say is if Sapnap ever finds out we are dating he will say exactly why I think you're too special."

"Well now I want to tell him." They both laughed. "Can you at least give me a hint? Or you can just tell."

"When you're comfortable telling Sapnap thats when you will figure out what I mean." Dream smirked. "Its more fun making you wait."

"What would happen if we told him?" George questioned. "Would everything be awkward for you guys."

"I don't think it would be awkward. He would just make shitty, sarcastic jokes but they wont be that bad. But George please whatever you do don't just tell him just so you can get the answer."

"Sometimes i feel like telling them to be honest but sometimes I feel like they would be mad." George looked over at Dream. "I don't even know how i feel."

"What do you mean?" Dream tried focusing on the road. It was a straight road, barely any cars were out, and only mile markers were out so there wasn't really anything entertaining. There was an awkward silence after the question. At first Dream thought it was about their relationship but he wasn't fully sure.

"I mean my sexuality." George started to fidget with his hands. "I know how we are dating and I truly like dating you, a lot, but I don't really feel gay. I'm dating a guy but I don't know if I'm gay. I don't know if that makes an sense at all."

"It does make sense. Look you don't have to stress it now. Just enjoy yourself." Dream placed his right hand on George's shoulder, still having his left arm driving.