Hands | DNF

8.

"ASSHOLE!"

That's what Sapnap was talking about.

I open the door again and grab him by the coaler of his shirt pulling him inside. I let him go and pick up
the pizza from the floor. And bring it to the dining table. Where I see the cigarettes, lighter and glass. Shit. My brother smokes, that's it.

I turn around to face the tall blonde in my home.

"How fucking dare you show up like this now?! You are such an asshole! You come her after basically telling me how selfish I was and after pushing me to tell you shit... Guess what? I am n-...."

I am interrupted by Clay just leaning over and hugging me. I forgot what I was gonna say. I also forgot what I was mad about.

"George I am here because I care, we've been friends for over 8 years and you think that me and Sapnap don't notice when you are acting strange. But we do, we really do and we care!"

" Ok, well here you are. Now what do you wanna do. I was gonna eat pizza and play Minecraft with you guys but apparently plans changed without my knowledge."

I remember that i am still in a call with Sapnap so I run upstairs and say a quick goodbye to Sapnap and then run downstairs.

I have been upstairs for about 2 minutes and in those two minutes apparently a lot happened because when I go downstairs I see that Dream is sat at the table talking with...MY BROTHER?!

"Umm.. What is going on? I was gone for two minutes."

"I was just getting to know your Boyfriend better."

"No no no! Not my boyfriend, this is just Dream!"

"Oh c'mon baby ,you don't have to hide it."

"Nope nope. Clay stop! Dave don't you have work? You know the company that has been running itself without you for the past two days."

"Thanks two who? Excuse me you're the one that bottles everything and now I have to help you with 4 years of bottled emotions."

Clay just looked between me and Dave and I saw his smile drop.

"Ok, David can you let me talk with Clay alone."

"Ok. If you need lube and rubbers the second drawer to the left."

"Eww, get out!"

"Your brother's right you know you need to open up."

"You came here for that right?!"

Somehow this made me feel like trash. There comes the self-hate.

"I want you to want to tell me things."

"Ok i think that if I don't tell you this now I
might actually go crazy trying to hide. I am a big nic addict, so yeah. Let's start there."

I grab a cigarette and put it between my lips.

Suddenly I see Clay hold the lighter as if to light my cigarette. He lights it and I take a big puff.

"Ok I think it's my turn to tell you something. I am too!"

I watch him as he pulls out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and leans in touching our cigarettes together and taking a puff so he can light his. He then leans back and then exhales like he hasn't had a cigarette in more than a month.

That was so hot!