My Masterpiece ~DNF~

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GEORGE'S POV

It's the next day. I woke up and quickly left the room, after last night I didn't know what to do anymore. I grabbed a few clothes from the closet and went into the bathroom to take a shower, I needed a little refresher. I have known Dream for about a month, but I'm starting to like him. I don't know, he's just so kind and understands me.

I hop out of the shower and wrap a towel around my waist. I left my clothes on the bed, so I opened the bathroom door and walked out. I was surprised to see Dream standing in my doorway with his arms crossed.

I looked over at him and raised my eyebrows. "Can I help you?" He looked me up and down before fully looking into my eyes. "Why did you leave?" I sighed and walked over to the bed where I had laid my clothes. "I left because I needed a shower." I grabbed my clothes and looked back over at him. "Liar." He whispered. He was right, I was lying. I left because I don't think I can let him see me after what I told him last night.

"I need to get dressed," I said before walking back to the bathroom and closing the door. I can't admit to Dream that I lied, so I didn't. After I got dressed I walked out of the bathroom to find that Dream left. I felt bad, I did.

I walked downstairs and saw my mom putting fresh pancakes onto a plate. "Hey, mom." I half smiled and walked to the island before sitting down on a stool. "Hi, George!" My mom smiled brightly at me before flipping another pancake. I laid my head down on the counter and let out a breath. I don't know what switched in me this morning, but I feel different. It's not like a good different, it's more like a bad different, like I don't know what to do with myself different.

"What's going on with you, George?" My mom asked. I looked up and shook my head. "I don't know Mom," I put a hand in my hair. "I just feel like I don't belong anymore. I feel that if I mess up I'm going to lose all of my progress." I closed my eyes and sighed.

"Oh, honey." My mom walked over and laid her hand on my shoulder. "You do belong, George. You are the most wonderful thing that has happened to me. It's ok to make mistakes, but that doesn't mean you are going to lose your progress of being good. I have always believed in you no matter what, even when your dad told me what you had been doing behind my back, I have always believed in you." I felt the tears in my eyes forming. I don't know what to do with myself. I just look her in the eyes and shake my head.

"Mom, I don't belong anywhere. I have tried and tried to find my place, and I can't find it. I don't know how much more I can take of this pain. I can't get Mark out of my head, Mom." I cried. "I don't know why I'm so stuck on him. He hurt me so badly, and I don't know if I will ever be good enough again. I'm broken, Mom, and I don't think I can be fixed this time." Warm liquid was falling out of my eyes as I talked.

"George, you are good enough, you are more than good enough. You have a brother and a sister who love you, you have a mother who would do anything for you, you have Karl who has been your best friend from the start, and you have Dream who cares about you more than you think he does. So no, George, you do not need to be fixed, because you have all of the love you will ever need to save you from becoming broken." I cried a silent cry and got up to hug her.

"Thank you, mom." She wrapped me in a hug and we stayed there for a while before she had to go back to making her pancakes. I walked to the front door and walked outside, and Dream was there sitting on the steps. He looked behind him and patted the spot beside him. I walked over and sat down, staring at the house across the street.

"We need to talk, George." Dream looked over at me and I looked at him."Yeah." I nodded before turning my body to face him.

"Look, George, I get it if you don't feel the same as me, but I can't hide it any longer." He turned his body towards mine and looked at me in a way that I had never seen before. "I like you, George, as more than a friend. Ever since I saw you a month ago, I have liked you. I don't know how else to say it, but I can't hide it anymore." I stared at him for a moment blankly. He was about to get up and leave, but I grabbed his hand and pulled him back down onto the steps.

"I like you too, Dream." I smiled and held his hand. He pulled me into a hug and I just melted into it. I pulled back and started talking before he could say anything. "Can we just please take it slow? I don't want to rush into anything." He grabbed my hand and nodded. "Of course, I can take as much time as you need. I will wait for forever if it means I will have you in my life." I smiled. "Thank you, Dream." That was the last thing said before our lips collided. I had never felt anything like this before. It felt like fireworks were going off in my stomach.

I don't think I want to take it slow anymore.

Thank you for reading!! I know it has been a while since I wrote anything, but I'm backkk!

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