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First chapter of my new fic

                                George POV

I got a frantic call from Dreams mother, she told me that he'd been in a car accident. It's late at night, the house is empty with sapnap in North Carolina visiting karl, I run down the stairs, only grabbing my phone and race outside to wait for her to pick me up. The anxious energy grows on me like a disease, my heart beats in my ears and I quickly move to a bush to expel the contents of my stomach onto the ground. I wipe my mouth on my sleeve, trying to stop the tears from falling but I'm unable. Dreams mother- Linda, pulls into the driveway and I practically run to the car and throw myself into the passenger seat. My heart beats faster,

"is he alright?" Is all I say before she's racing down the roads, trying to get to the hospital at the speed of light.

She nods,

"yeah, they say he's only got minor injuries but I'm not sure what to think."

Linda and I grow sick with worry, I almost throw up again at the thought of seeing his injuries, but I swallow it down.

The last few months have been amazing, Clay's tour came to an end just two weeks ago and I was looking forward to all the free time we'd have together, but I see now that the universe had other plans. I chew on my nails like I'm starving and my leg bounces up and down, I'm usually quite patient but today I just want to climb over the table and scream at the receptionist to let me see him, to let me know if he's okay.

Linda and I hold hands, she knows how much I love him even if I've never told her. Linda and I bond over the love that we share for Clay, she knows I'd do anything for him and I know that he's secretly her favourite child. When the receptionist calls us up to the desk to tell us that we can finally see him, I'm conflicted on how to feel. I'm relevad to finally sit by his bed but I'm horrified to see the state of him. The white walls, the long hallways, the smell in the air, I hate hospitals. There's something so unsettling about how white and sterile this place is.

When we finally get into Dreams room, he's asleep with casts on his right leg and arm and a huge bloody cut on his cheek. He has smaller cuts all over him and it brings a swell on tears to my eyes. After his mother leaves, I stair at his gorgeous sleeping face and start to drift off myself. I hope he'll be okay.

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Word count: 457

A/N

This is the first part of my new story
'One Day At A Time (DNF)' 
It's updated every second Friday and it's so GOOD!

It has slight nsfw but you can skip those if it's something you don't want to read :)

I'm honestly really proud of it and I'd love if you would read it.

it's published on wattpad!

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