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Does He Love Me?❤️‍🩹 (DNF)

You all are probably tired of the music chapters😭 Im sorry but I get majority of my ideas through songs. I have one last one after this chapter so yeah. Im also sorry for not posting in forever; I have been caught up with school starting and I also am having writers block 😀
CW/TW: Toxic relationship (not 4bus1ve), yelling, abandonment

He loves me (He loves me not) - Baby bugs
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3rd person POV:

George waited by his front door patiently, awaiting for him to come back. This is what he has done every day, all day, for the past couple of months. But the brunette didn't care. He would wait for eternity if he had to. He missed his smile, his warm hugs, his calming voice, his 'I love you's, he missed everything about the blonde. But he would be lying if he said he didn't start losing hope. Dream wasn't answering his calls nor texts at all. 'He probably got rid of all of my love letters.' George thought as he scrolled through the photo album of him and Dream.

He replayed video recordings of the younger's voice multiple times just to feel those same butterflies from the beginning. He knew he should move on, but he can't. The brunette has gone on multiple dates, he even dated atleast 10 guys, but to no avail. He didn't get those special butterflies in his stomach, he didn't spend all of his waking hours thinking about them, none of them were Dream.

Tears slid down his face as he reminisces of their past relationship. In the beginning George was very distant as he has trouble showing his love. Meanwhile Dream was very affectionate; always asking for hugs, cuddles, kisses, or for the brunette to play with his hair. Neither minded the lack or overload of physical touch from the other. Although as time went on the brit slowly came out of shell, starting to do traditional couple things.

Atfirst the blonde was happy to receive the same amount of love he gives to him, but with him now being busy with work he can't give George affection 24/7, making the aforementioned very clingy.
————————Flash Back————————
Georges pov:

I nervously make my way towards Dreams office. I haven't seen him in 2 days, and I am very touch starved. I quietly open the door and enter the room. He looked very exhausted, even from behind. I tiptoe my way over to his chair and wrap my arms around it, half hugging his waist. Dream jumped at the sensation and snapped his head around.

"George! What the fuck dude?!? Can't you see i'm busy?!?" I immediately pull my arms away, muttering a 'sorry'. He scoffs, rolling his eyes. "Whatever. What do you want?" My gaze lowers to the floor and I start playing with the hem of my hoodie. "Can we cuddle?" I squeeze my eyes shut, knowing what hes going to respond with.

"DID YOU EVEN HEAR WHAT I SAID? IM BUSY!!!" I whimper, salty water escaping my eyes. I rush out of the room before Dream could say anything else.
———Present time (time skip 3 months)———
3rd person pov

George was tired of waiting. He knew Dream wasn't going to come back, so he decided to go to him instead. He threw on a pink cropped sweater, baggy jeans, and a random pair of sneakers. He grabbed his mini backpack and tossed his phone, wallet, chapstick, and a chain with the youngers initials as a gift for him. Satisfied with himself, George walked out of his house, locking it, and entered his car.

He drove the familiar path towards the quaint family home where his estranged lover lived. The brunette parked his car next to the house and walked up the stone path to the light grey door. He knocked on the door..no response. He knocked louder..no response. He groaned, using his spare key to unlock the door. George pushed it open, coming face to face with an empty house.
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