DreamTeam x Reader One-shots :)

She

Pairing: Y/N X George

A/N Based off of dodie's song 'she' which I'm also writing a fanfiction on! So be sure to check that out when it comes out :) Also this is in George's P.O.V

Am I allowed, to look at her like that?

It felt so wrong feeling this way about her. She's my best friend. And that's all I would ever be to her...

'George?? Helloooooo?" Y/N giggled, "are you okay, you completely zoned out!"

I smile at her through my facecam, "I'm fine, sorry, just thinking haha."

"ooooo thinking about what?" She teased.

Blushing, I looked away, "Nothing important."

"If you say so!" She gloated, turning away to continue our joined Minecraft speedrun, "now get back to work!"

"if you say so Y/N." I chuckled, mocking her.

Could it be wrong, when she's just so nice to look at?

It's hard not to space off looking at her, she's perfect to me. With her flowing long locks, and her (E/C) eyes that lit up with joy every time Dream teased her, or Sapnap argued with him. Her smooth skin, littered with a light dash of freckles. to her they were imperfections, but to me, they were just another part of her to love.

Her rosy cheeks that puffed out with every sigh and the dimples that appeared with her smile. She was so utterly gorgeous, and I was falling in love with her.

And she smells like lemongrass and sleep

I end the stream, plopping down on my bed and remembering the time I had to say goodbye to her, the day before she had moved from the UK to the US. I had hugged her so tightly, her head in the crook of my neck, and my head on top of hers. Both of us failing miserably to hold in out tears. We had known each other since we were little. We were inseparable, up until now.

I was gonna miss her so much, it was like someone was ripping a part of me away from myself. Before she had left she gave me one of my sweatshirts back to me.

"Whats this?" I had asked.

"It's you sweatshirt silly, the one you gave me in grade 8."

"You kept this?" Tears had welled up in my eyes

"Of course I kept it, but I thought you should have it back. Besides, I have two other jackets of yours." She wiped her tears away.

"Y/N... I-" I was cut off by her.

"I know George."

We hugged each other one last time, and she walked away from me, looking back as she closed the door to her house. I stood on her porch hugging the sweatshirt and burying my face in it. It smelled like home, and my heart broke as I remembered that the person who was home for me, wouldn't be a walk away anymore. Now she was thousands of miles away, and there was nothing I could do.

She tastes like apple juice and peach.

I laughed as I reminisced through the memories, remembering my first kiss, of course it had been her. We were in my kitchen, and it was shortly after our Freshman year had began. We were drinking apple juice and snacking on chips.

"George.." You had sighed.

I raised an eyebrow, "Yeah?"

"Have you had your first kiss yet?" You questioned.

I choked on my drink, surprised by the random question. You were my best friend but we had never really talked about that before, "Uh, n- no I haven't." I had blushed, embarrassed by the answer.

You plopped your head onto your hand, elbow on the table, you looked disappointed, "Me either."

"Why the random question?" I mumbled.

"All the other girls I talk to have already had their first kiss. And I don't even know what kissing is like! It's embarrassing." A blush had spread across your face.

"It's okay!" I consoled, "kissing doesn't sound that fun anyway."

you had laughed, and I felt a sense of pride knowing I made you feel better, "I guess, but the other girls make it seem like it is."

We had sat in silence for a while before you had another random outburst.

"What if we kissed each other? I mean, just to see what it feels like!'

I gawked at you, "What?"

You looked away, "Never mind, that was stupid of me to say."

"No! I mean we can, if you want to."

"Really!" You said, smiling.

I smiled too, nodding, better you then someone else I had thought. You were special to me, and I wanted to share all the special moments with you. I had gotten up from the island in my kitchen and walked around it to meet you face to face.

You took a deep breath and stepped towards to me, just in front of me I could feel your breath fan across my face. You nodded and I lifted my hand to meet your cheek. Pulling you to me our lips met, and it felt so right. I had felt a blush creep on my cheeks, reaching my ears. You tasted like apple juice, which made sense. But there was hint of something else too, it was peach and I remembered you talking about the new peach chapstick you got.

We pulled away and you smiled up at me, a blush on your cheek. Laughing, you had turned away.

Oh, you would find her in a Polaroid picture.

Sighing, I turned to my nightstand, pulling open the drawer and reaching in. My hand moved around, pushing random objects out of the way until I was met with the glossy squares at the back of the drawer. I pulled them out, smiling as I was met with a picture of you. You were so happy this day.

The picture was perfect, mostly because you were in it, and it radiated joy. It was in a field, you had driven us there the day you got your license, you always liked freedom which meant being able to drive was that much more important to you. You had blasted your music and just ran into the field, dancing and twirling like the star you are.

I had stayed back to grab a quick picture of you before I ran into the field with you. I remember that night so well, the way we got in trouble for being out too late. The way we didn't care because we were so care free, and the way we had each other.

I didn't have you anymore, not the way I used to.

And she means everything to me, oh.

I smiled one last time, putting the picture away before sitting up and walking back over to my computer. I needed to see you I thought, so, I booked a ticket for tomorrow and started packing. I didn't care how much the ticket cost, or how long the flight was. I didn't care because I needed to see you.

Because you, mean everything to me.