Underline (DreamNotFound)

Part 2/ Keep dreaming

Dream
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I look at the text and smile, the tears that I had went away. George always made me smile, he's my best friend. When I do get mad he understands and I think he gets genuinely scared sometimes, I think he's a soft boy. I text him back to call me, he does as a I say and I pick up the phone. I squeak a "hello" not realizing you voice is cracking.

"Hey, what did you do? Record a video? Why is your voice like that?" He questioned

"Yeah, I uh apologize. Do you want to talk some more? I think it's getting late there" I say still feeling alone. I hope he says yes.

"Uh, yeah we can talk. My friend from my old school wants to come over and crash here cause he's drunk"

"Oh okay" I say sighing. I wish I had friends that live here. I only have Gabe but he's in Cali right now.

"Are you okay, Clay?" George is always serious when he says my real name. Saying dream is a habit for him.

"Hmm? Oh yeah, I'm fine, are you okay?" Trying to change the subject.

George starts to speak when I hear over the phone, "George, hey. Thanks again for letting me crash here" it must be his friend. I don't understand why he has to let him crash there. He couldn't have gotten a hotel?? Maybe he had no money, by why George's apartment?

"Uh, I'm sorry Dream I got to go-" he hangs up and I'm left sitting on my bed wondering. I go on YouTube and start watching Pewdiepie, he's been my go to since he started YouTube. As I watch I slowly start to have my mind wonder.

What am I doing with my life?
What is the meaning?
Should I be happy?
Am I enough?

I start to get sad again. Why me?
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George
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I hung up on dream early by accident. I then feel an odd presence around my neck.

"Hey George, I uh have a question for you" John says to me. I'm sitting on the couch and he comes over to sit next to me.

"Yeah?" I question.
"Have you ever been with a guy before?"

My heart stops. No of course not. Why would I have? I'm straight and he knows it.

"Uh no." I state.
"Want to? I can be perfect for you-" he starts to put his arm around my shoulder. I'm not having it.
"Uh no, no, no thank you" I get up, and I see disappointment in his eyes.
He sighs.
"George, you have the perfect body. You know me, I can be a chic magnet. I get all the girls. Now, I want to experiment."

That's a big nopity nope for me.
"Hey, can you like not. I said no and that stays that way" I stated being stern with him.
"Oh my god George. It's just a quick fuck, either you fuck me or I leave" he gets up and gets in my face.

"Leave" I stated; glaring at him.

"Fine, way to ruin a friendship George. I was your only friend but no, you had to fuck it all up. You're a complete bitch." He storms out of the flat, slamming my door.

I'm angry. I don't know what else to think now. My mind goes over the events, why me? Of all people? He's just drunk, he's being a dick cause he's drunk. He'll apologize to me later. I hear a bing from my phone. I look down to see an unknown number.

Unknown
"Hey, George"

I read it and question who it is.

Me
"Hello, not to be rube but who dis"

The person texts back.

Maybe: Jessica
"The names Jessica. I'm clays friend, I thought maybe we could be friends?"

I don't recall dream having a friend named Jessica? Maybe this is just a fan who found my number somewhere. I need to test her.

Me
"Real friends have a picture of him, send one

She then sends a picture of a girl and dream, they're standing with his arm around her, both are smiling. I start to smile looking at dream.

Me
"Sorry, Dream never mentioned you before, but I bet you seem lovely"

Maybe: Jessica
"That's okay, I'm basically a secret lol"
"So, want to be friends?"

Me
"Sure, where do you live?"

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Sorry this was short! It seems rushed I know, I literally have no time to myself. My boyfriend is always with me and he doesn't really like fanfiction. I have to wake up, call him and go to his place, and when I get home I have to call him again and stay on call till I fall asleep. When I wake up in the middle of the night I have to call him to tell him, but this time I'm not telling him.

I'll make sure to get another part either tomorrow or Tuesday. I'm not sure.

Thank you!