𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 - 𝙜𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙪𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨

sleep

i'm awoken by george crouching next to me, his fingertips are placed on my shoulder as he gently shakes me awake.

"hey, dyl are you okay, you were proper shouting in your sleep and i didn't know what to do" he tells me, i rub my eyes and sit up.

"shit, sorry george" i say as the contens of the dream i was having slowly come back to me. i wipe the sweat off my forehead with my sleeve. "i can't stop thinking about him george, if he finds me again what the fuck is gonna happen to you guys" i say and place my head in my hands.

"look i can't leave you here alone, there's room in my bed if you don't wanna be alone right now, seriously i don't mind?" george asks, moving my hair out of my face which was knotted and sweaty from the nightmare i just apparently had.

"are you sure?" i ask him once more. he's right. i really can't be alone right now.

"positive dyl"

i start to stand up when george picks me up in his arms and carries me to his room. i could get used to this.

he puts me down on the left side of the bed and gets into the right himself. we turn to face each other.

"you know if he finds you and alex he's gonna hurt you right georgie?" i say, the nickname casually slipping out, just like him with calling me 'dyl'.

"you dealt with him for too long, now you don't have to okay? we can deal with it together. i'm not gonna let him hurt you, remember that." george cups my face with his fingertips and and makes my heart melt, once again.

"okay" i reply, knowing deep down there's nothing george can do to stop him. or fix me. or take away the impact he's had on my life. but he has the right intentions which is sweet.

i roll over to face the wall and close my eyes. at least i'm not alone.

am i using george? as a place to vent about shitty stuff and to not be alone? do i really want anything to come of this? maybe i'm not ready for this shit. maybe i need to take a step back.

fuck i hate thinking. i hate feelings. i hate everything.

i wake up to quiet voices coming from the kitchen, i roll over and check my phone for the time. 3:22pm. nice one.

i lay on my back and look up to the ceiling. what the fuck happened last night? i actually slept in his bed.

i thought it was just some fever dream or something.

i get up and head to the kitchen to see alex and george talking round the counter. they hear my footsteps and turn around to face me.

"hey, you sleep okay?" alex says, looking at me, then to george and smirking. me and george look at a each other and blush.

"i slept very well" i say, looking at george, he blushes and his eyes drop to his feet.

"i'm gonna go out and get some groceries" he says changing the subject. "does anyone want anything"

"can you pick me up a monster please, pipeline? oo and some of those really nice noodles, you know the cup ones with the coloured lids" i ask as george gets his keys from the rack.

"sure, alex you want anything?" he says as alex shakes his head.

"be careful george" i say as he walks torwards the door.

"i will, don't worry" he unlocks the door and heads out.

"don't think i'm gonna get any answers from george so uh what happened last night" alex asks smirking at me.

"i fell asleep on the couch, then george wakes me up saying i was shouting in my sleep?? then he says i can sleep in his bed if i want so he carried me to his bed and..." i stop for a second, reminiscing the night.

"and then i fell asleep in his bed i guess" i say, blushing again.

"do you... like him?" alex asks smiling at me.

i think back to the time we both had monsters at 4am and watched the sun rise. how we shared our feelings on the balcony. how he listened to me when i needed it the most.

"i want to really bad. just don't know if i'm ready" i reply, my cheeks flushing once again.

fuck. fuck i want to like george.

shit.