Worlds Collide: Multiverse of Y/N

Chapter 19 • Fear (LB)

❥Warning:
Includes strong language.

-Y/N's POV (London Boy)-
For the rest of the day, George and I laid in bed together side by side while watching some TV to get our minds off of things. After a while, it became dark. So, I got ready for bed. I did my nightly routine with the best items I could in the hotel room bathroom, and George did the same.

When we were both fully ready to get some shut eye, I looked out the window at our surroundings one last time tonight. Then, I climbed into bed next to George. Once we slipped under the covers, he spoke.

GEORGE:
"All good...?" He asked quietly.

Y/N:
"Yep." I sat up a little to lean over the side of the bed to shut off the final lamp, making it almost complete darkness, other than the dim nightlight in the corner, "Goodnight London Boy."

I shut my eyes while turning to my left side, facing the hotel door, ready to enter dream world and get some rest.

-GEORGE's POV (London Boy)-
Y/N was all ready to sleep, but I wasn't. If I was being honest, I didn't want to sleep at all. I didn't want to admit it, but I was scared to sleep. Even if we were protected all night, even if it was perfectly safe to sleep for 8 plus hours, I couldn't sleep.

Tonight is my first night without Dream.

I met up with him so late in my life, all because of the stupid American visa system. So, we didn't have that much time together before Y/N showed up. I didn't have enough time to hug him more, or to have fun with him, savoring his time on Earth. Same with Sapnap.

Without realizing it, I was clenching the sheets up to my chest and mouth, covering them both in the process, with a frown and brows squished together, caused by sadness and heartache. Now, my chest felt tingly, my hands felt paralyzed, they felt hard to move.

Today if I froze up, Y/N could've ended up like them. I could've lost another person.

"I've only lost 2 people, but it's felt like I've lost thousands...oh no...thousands...thousands of people don't know their favorite creator is gone...nobody knows Dream is dead...not even his family...not his fans, not our friends..." I thought as I clenched my eyes tightly in pain.

Those thoughts made the sides of my lips tingle, and my chest hurt. I swallowed hard, trying to take slow yet quiet deep breaths so I wouldn't disturb Y/N, but my body couldn't help but do the opposite of what I wanted. I was panicking once again.

Now here Y/N was once again, comforting me.

I didn't even realize she was holding me in her arms. I was in my head too much to hear her whisper kind words, attempting to calm me down. My brain couldn't focus on her running her fingers through my hair softly.

All I could hear was my heartbeat ringing in my ears, and my heavy breathing.

Y/N:
"You're safe with me, love..." I finally heard her say something in a soft voice.

Y/N calling me "love" made me get grounded back to reality, I wrapped my arms around her waist and buried my face into her chest, so afraid to let go of her. She held me back tightly and continued doing those same things for the entire night.

After about 5 hours of her constantly comforting me, I finally was worn out enough to fall asleep.

-Y/N's POV (London Boy)-
The pain I felt in my heart seeing George like this couldn't be described into words. Seeing him go through everything I had to was worse than any trauma I've been through.

My London Boy hurting like this was now the worst pain I've ever felt. It beats everything Dante did to me, it beats losing my parents, even my best friend and boyfriend.