-Fanboy~- [Dreamnotfound]

Chapter 2 - Lover Boy

Nearly a month has passed, and everyday I've been keeping up with Dream's streams. Or, everyday he streamed. I loved his voice and how he was so kind and caring, even though he barely knew me. But I never asked for any contact information. I've been trying to ask him, but I'm too awkward to attempt.

Right now I'm on a break from school. My parents found out about all the harassment surrounding me so now I'm homeschooled. Tomorrow is my birthday, and if I'm lucky enough to get what I asked for, I'll have a pc.

I checked the time on the corner of my laptop, and saw that it was after the school's lunch period. I sighed in relief, then changed into athletic clothes and went out to jog. I've been doing it a lot lately, it kept me busy and distracted me from everything else.

A time when I can clear my head and only think about Dream. I thought, then pushed it away. I think about him a lot, but I don't even know his real name. Plus it makes it seem like I'm gay, but I'm not, I promise, I'm not. Then again I never really found an interest in girls.

I sighed, trying to ignore the thoughts. But why even try? It's not like it's a bad thing. I just... don't want to be that way because of the people surrounding me. Even still, I'm not gay.

I continued my jog, once I reached a small park I stopped by a bench and pulled out my phone. I had a few texts from Nick, which happened often, and a notification from Twitch. I opened it to see a message.

Dream:

Hey George!!

I nearly fainted on the spot. What the hell dude he can't just do that. I panicked, but in a good kind of way. I was smiling uncontrollably and people around me must've thought I was a freak, but whatever.

Me:

HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

Wait, no.

Me:

Hii

There. Not too serious and not too awkward. Perfect, for my standards at least. I shoved my phone back into my pocket and jumped up, ready to go back home.

After a few long stretches, I began my jog to my house. I got stopped a couple of times, forced to make small talk with old family friends. I sprinted back to my house, seeing it wasn't long before school got let out.

I got through the door, panting heavily. I took off my shirt, already soaked in sweat, and threw it on the stairs, making a note that I'll get it later. Reaching the fridge, I grabbed a tub of ice cream and some water, which was very fitting for a post-jog snack.

I turned back towards the stairs, grabbing my shirt on the way up. I tossed it in the hamper then opened the door to my room, the comfortable atmosphere already soothing me.

I flopped down onto my bed, my phone fell out of my pocket and the ice cream was cold on my bare chest. I turned on the tv, seeing that it was some golfing competition. I sat there, bored out of my mind, eating ice cream.

My phone dinged, so I immediately started searching for it. Once I found it, I saw it was another notification from Twitch.

Dream:

Georgeee aren't you supposed to be at schooll??

I chuckled a bit, blushing from how he typed my name.

Me:
Noo, aren't youu??

Dream:

I got sickk so noo, aren't you??