My Medicine

9

TW's:
-None I think

After our conversation, I felt way more relaxed. George was okay with me liking him and he even liked a boy before. Even though I was sure it wasn't me, I still felt a little more hope. He at least liked a boy, so he could like me maybe. I knew he would never, but I liked having this small bit of hope in me. He did hug me and he did kiss my arm. It was possible that he was going to like me. George and I walked downstairs, my face was still a little flushed red and I was so extremely flustered. We opened the door and Georges mum greeted us.

'Hey boys, how did you sleep?'

'Good,' George said. He sat down on the couch.

'George, can you make Clay some breakfast?'

He nodded and walked to the kitchen. His mum grabbed my arm and looked at me. 'Are you okay? I heard crying.'

'I- oh. Yeah, I cried.'

'Why, what's wrong, dear?'

'I- you know I'm gay right.'

'Yes, dear.'

'I like George and I kind of told him.'

'Aww, really?'

'But he is straight, so I got sad.'

'Did he say he was straight?'

'No, but still.'

I wasn't going to say he liked a boy, I wouldn't out him.

'George talks about someone a lot, someone he calls Dream.'

'Dream?'

'He doesn't want to say the real name. Maybe it's a boy.'

'Would you be fine with that?'

'I would, I wouldn't mind if he is gay.'

'What does he say about Dream?'

'How he loves the beautiful green eyes, even though they look piss yellow,' his mum grinned. 'And the dirty blond hair. Wait-.'

'What?'

His mum started laughing. 'I understand what's going on here.'

'I don't.'

'Clay, I have breakfast,' George yelled from the kitchen.

He walked towards us and looked confused. 'What were you talking about?'

'Just a small talk about his seizures. He had only one yesterday right?'

'Oh, yeah. Come Dreamie boy, I made breakfast.'

Dream? Did he just call me Dream? His crush is named Dream? I saw his mum smile at me. She tapped my shoulder. I walked with George to the couch and sat down. I ate my breakfast and the day went by quickly. When I was evening I startled. I didn't have a seizure all day. I felt so extremely happy, but it felt really weird. I was so excited that I grabbed Georges shoulders. He startled. 'Oh, what's wrong?'

'George, I didn't have a seizure all day.'

'I know, Clay. I'm so happy for you.'

'I'm just scared I will get a seizure now.'

'Do you want me to stay with you?'

'But we are almost going to sleep?'

'Yes, the bed is big enough for us both and if that helps you.'

'But now you I like you-.'

'It was my own offer.'

'Fine.'

I was completely flushed red and looked at my hands. I startled when I suddenly saw George hand. He held my hand and rubbed his thumb over it. He was just playing a game on his phone.

'Dream?'

I looked up. 'What?'

'Oh, wrong name. Clay, I mean.'

'Do you like someone named Dream?'

'Uh-.'

'I heard your mum about it.'

'Come, let's go upstairs and maybe talk about this there.'

I shrugged. 'Fine.'

We walked upstairs after we greeted Georges parents. They made a short talk with us and we both sat down in Georges bed. Because I was so exhausted, I forgot about what George wanted to tell me and I fell asleep just about ten minutes. I could feel George roll closer to me and he started hugging me tightly to his body.

'You are Dream,' he whispered. 'My crush my mum talked about. I know she told you, I heard the conversation. I know this is mean, since you probably aren't processing what I'm saying since you are asleep. But you are Dream, my crush. I'm either gay or bisexual, but all I know is that I like you very much. I will tell you this later when I have the courage too, but I didn't have the courage yet.'

I smiled, I heard every word he said. I opened my eyes and kissed his cheek. 'Goodnight.'

I saw him blush. 'You were awake.'

'Yes, and I'm glad I was.'

726 words

I don't feel extremely motivated making this book long, definitely because I have a plan to write a SkepHalo book. I'm definitely not going to stop with DreamNotFound, because I still have some books left. This book is going to shorter and maybe the end is next or the chapter after next chapter