The English to my American // Dreamnotfound

Chapter Nine

A few weeks have passed and things have been good between us so far. George felt more alive having someone by his side, someone who cared.

George had an idea in his mind which consisted of taking the blonde around the city to show him the places, make him visit the eye of London.

He knew that it sounded too 'touristy' but it would've been just one of these places he plans to take him.

His point being, he wants to show him the real London, from his perspective as a local.

George then goes by the blonde's bed and hops on it excitedly, ''Dream'' he begins.

''Are you up for a day out?'' he then asks the blonde.

Dream suddenly smiling now, ''Depends for what?'' he asked curiously.

'I wanna show you around'' George replies.

''So you wanna take me on a date?'' Dream jokingly mocks the brunette.

George felt his cheeks slightly heat up, ''Date uh?'' he strikes back, ''No, I just wanna show you around the city'' he added.

Dream decides to pretend to be disappointed by the rejection, ''Fine.'' he replies with playful annoyance.

''You are so annoying'' George replied after getting up to choose some clothes to wear.

He chose to wear black jeans and a light grey pullover hoodie with a black coat on top.

Dreams outfit being nearly the same but in different colours, black jeans, white hoodie with a smile embroidered on the middle of it and green coat.

After leaving the dorm room George insists on walking instead so they do.

Twenty minutes had passed when Dream eventually stopped, ''How long more?'' he asked clearly over the walking already.

George just laughs at the blonde, ''A little more'' he then yells for the boy behind him.

''That's what you said the last three times i've asked!'' Dream groans slightly running to catch up with the brunette.

''Americans'' George mumbles with laughter escaping his lips.

''Hey!'' Dream now more alert than before, ''I heard that you asshole'' he replies with playful annoyance.

''You too'' George replies.

After ten more minutes of walking and the blonde constantly whining of being tired, they arrived at a little hillside that is covered with many neatly placed flowers.

Dream looks around, his eyes scanning around every different type of flower around the area.

There is every imaginable colour you can think of, the way how colourful his view is at this moment, is exactly the way he feels when he is with the brunette.

''You like flowers''? He then asks, looking at the brunette.

George is walking around the different flowers, without turning to look at the blonde.

''I think they are pretty'' he then says in a quiet tone

''I started appreciating little things, things that make me feel some sort of way'' he continues, ''Sort of way like, more alive?'' he finishes in a quiet tone.

Dream doesn't say anything, instead he just slowly walks behind the brunette gently putting his arms around his waist while resting his head on top of the brunette's shoulder.

George flinches a bit to the sudden movement, his heart is melting into the touch, his hands hovering over the blondes.

Both boys not saying anything for a minute, just purely enjoying the moment between them.