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TEXT MESSAGES - Dream

hey wanna come to london for a bit

sure when?

in a week? you can come live with me in my parents' house

how long can i stay?

however long you want to. few weeks or so

i'll send you my address

okay i'll book some tickets :)

:)

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George

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About a week later, Dream was right outside my door. I heard the doorbell ring and skipped a couple of steps going the stairs. I didn't really know why I was so excited to see him. I opened the door and my parents joined me. There he stood in a grey hoodie, baggy jeans and luggage in his hands. His dirty blonde hair shone in the sunlight and his bright eyes were no different. I couldn't lie, he was 100% gorgeous. 'Hey George,' he grinned, stepping inside. I introduced him to my parents, who seemed excited to see him for some reason.

'I'm glad you could make it, Clay. We've been wanting to meet George's boyfriend for a while now.' I snorted out of surprise, whilst Dream raised an eyebrow. 'Yes, thank you for letting me stay here. I'm quite tired, so if you don't mind, I'm going to take a nap,' Dream replied very quickly, signalling for me to come upstairs with him. 'Oh yes, I've moved the spare single bed into George's room, so you two can sleep together, okay boys?' my mum yelled from downstairs. Great.

I don't really know why my parents thought that Clay was my boyfriend, I had specifically told them he was a friend. Well, we couldn't really tell them the truth now, could we? We both walked briskly into my room and shut the door.

'George... what the hell did you tell your parents?!'

'I told them you were a friend!'

'So why do they think we're boyfriends?!'

'Don't ask me! I came out to them 5 days ago.'

We both slumped down on the bed. 'Oh, I get it now! I get what was going through their heads anyway...' Dream piped up. 'She thought you were too shy to introduce me as your 'boyfriend', so... this happened.' Everything was quiet for a second while I tried to process this information. I tried not to look at Dream out of embarrassment, but I had to know how he felt about all of this, so I stole some quick glances at his face. He was looking deep in thought.

I sat up immediately. 'What the hell are we meant to do?! I can't go down and tell her we aren't actual boyfriends, plus she set the beds up for us and everything! What do we do?!' I panicked, yelling a bit too loud.

I felt Dream's hands on my shoulders, and I looked up to see that Dream was sitting in front of me on the bed, gripping me tightly. 'Look, we'll be fine. We just have to act for the time being. Now what kind of stuff would your parents ask us?' Dream responded, in a calm tone which seemed to calm me down as well.

'You know, the usual. Where did we meet, when did we meet, first kiss etc.'

'Well, we met at a party, about a month ago, and we kissed a week later on the beach. Done.'