You met Clay, George and Nick when you were all 6 years old. Over the years, they've all developed crushes on you.
In your last year of high school, the easy-going friendship gets complicated.
Which one will win your heart?
Dream Team x Reader?
*C...
-Y/N's POV- George's alarm woke us up in his bed. When we both opened our eyes, we saw that we were holding each other tightly in our sleep, making us blush hard with smiles.
GEORGE: "Morning." His raspy voice spoke while letting go of me to turn off his alarm.
Y/N: "Morning." I stretched my arms.
Once he turned off the alarm, he turned back to me.
GEORGE: "How'd you sleep?"
I looked his face up and down with a bigger blush and bigger smile.
Y/N: "Really good..."
My best friend grinned with red cheeks while nodding.
GEORGE: "Same here. We should get ready."
I nodded then pushed the covers off of me and sat up. Soon, I made it to my room to get ready, leaving George alone in his.
When I was in my room, I shut and locked the door then started my makeup for today. Next, I moved onto my hair.
Since the four of us had Earth Club today along with Clay's first football game,I figured I should be wearing a ponytail. So, I wrapped my hair up and let my front pieces fall to frame my face. Lastly, I got dressed.
You wore this (in green for Clay lol):
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Once I was done getting dressed, I applied some perfume to my neck and wrists then smiled at myself in the mirror.
When I was fully done getting ready, I grabbed my phone along with my backpack and made my way downstairs to see George stuffing his face full of scrambled eggs, making me laugh.
Y/N: "C'mon Gogy, we gotta go." I jogged to him and held his hand, dragging him away.
GEORGE: "You really leave all this delicious food in the morning without eating it?" He mumbled through his stuffed mouth.
I laughed.
Y/N: "I have no time, silly. I'd rather look good than eat."
MOM: "You do eat at school, right?"
I blinked slowly with a smile.
Y/N: "Yep—" I lied, "Okay bye love you!"
George and I ran out the front door hand in hand while my parents shouted that they love me back.
When the front door shut, George looked at me with slight concern.
GEORGE: "You really don't eat any breakfast? At all?"
Y/N: "Well on the weekends I do." I shrugged.
GEORGE: "You care about your looks that much?" His eyebrows squished together.
