|| dream x reader || (the youtuber)

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"honey, go to sleep," she says, hearing me yawn. i'm not that tired, but i haven't had much sleep. "i heard you at two am yesterday night, on the phone with your cousin." oh, she heard that.

"we were that loud?" we couldn't have been too loud.

"yes, you woke me up." oops. "go to sleep," she takes her eyes off the road to look at me,

"alright," i sigh. she looks back at the road, while i get comfortable. i lower the seat and put a pillow behind my head. it takes me some time to actually fall asleep, but when i did, it felt like five minutes until i was woken up.

and walking? i'm walking, down the hallway. why am i here? i was in the car.

i'm walking and i see my mom, the same spot she was in when i was about to go on my date.

"you going to see that boy?" she asks. what? i've already had my date, how am i here? "what's wrong? you look confused."

"i don't know- uh, i need to get going." i grab my keys, wallet and put my shoes on. i look in the mirror, and feel deja vu. was i just dreaming?

"your first date, and you're already late?" i look at her, seeing the same disappointment on her face. i look over to the kitchen counter and see the same brownies we made, the same missing chunks in it that we took out to have a sample.

"i need to go," i get to the front door and open it, feeling overwhelmed and confused, it makes me anxious.

"have fun!" she yells right before i shut the door. i stand at the front door for a little bit, trying to make sense of it all.

i force myself to move my feet to my car and drive to the restaurant. i try to keep my mind of it, and think of clay, but it doesn't work.

i get to the restaurant and find clay sitting at the table, looking at his hands. when he notices me, he quickly changes him mood and puts a bright smile on. does he remember living this too? i walk over to him and take my seat.

"hey," he says.

"hi," i smile. we sit in silence. and this is where i can't keep my thoughts to myself. "clay," he perks up, ready for me to talk. "do you, already remember.... like, living this?" i try to make it so he can comprehend. he takes a deep breath, and releases it and falls back in his chair.

"i thought i was going crazy." he says.

"oh thank god." i say with a little relieved laugh.

"how, and why," he tries to understand.

"i don't know," i shake my head. i look out the florida weekend evening sky.

we come up with ideas as to why this is happening. maybe we were both dreaming the same dream? we discuss every possible idea. we then say what we were doing when it happened.

"wait, why were you driving? what happened when your mom called?" i completely forgot about that.

"oh, ok ok ok. long story short, after i left the house to come here, my mom got a call," he nods, "from her long lost brother," i wait for his reaction. his eyes go wide, and he's cut from words. "we were going to see him." he's shaken up, the same way i was. then he starts asking question i asked my mom. when he's run out of questions, he says,

"let me come with you, and i could get a connection with your mom,"

"actually yea, i'll ask my mom. or, you just come home with me."

"yea, ok," he says with a smile. i smile back. i still don't understand what's happening, but as long as clay's here, i feel like i'm not alone.

we talk about everything and anything, waiting for my mom to call.

"should we just go now?" i ask. she's probably still on call, but when we get there, that's the time she would call me to come home. and if i show up with clay, i'll ask if he could come with, which she would say yes, that's just how she is. i'll tell her about this 'time traveling' stuff too.

"yea, probably a good idea."