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?
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-Y/N's POV- My eyes fluttered open. I was in Nick's bed, wrapped in his arms, making me feel safe and content. I smiled instantly with a blush, then leaned in and kissed his nose.
Suddenly, his alarm went off, screaming full blast, resulting in me sitting up fast with a gasp, being caught off guard.
A tired Nick woke up, turned to his left side and shut off the alarm.
Y/N: "Why do you have your alarm on full blast? That scared the shit out of me." I slightly laughed.
NICK: "Sorry." He smiled tiredly, "I'm a deep sleeper, so I need the loudest setting, so it'll wake me up."
My best friend stretched his arms up, letting out a groan in the process.
Y/N: "How'd you sleep?"
NICK: "Like a rock."
Y/N: "I can tell." My lips curled up, "I'm going to get ready."
I kissed his cheek then got out of his bed, going into the bathroom with my backpack.
-NICK's POV- I watched her walk away. I couldn't help but huff out a sad smile.
This could be my life every day in the future if Y/N picks me.
I sighed in content while tilting my head up at the ceiling, daydreaming of Y/N.
-Y/N's POV- I curled my hair with Nick's sister's curling wand, applied some light makeup from my makeup bag in my backpack, then grabbed an outfit I left here a while ago from Nick's dresser.
Since I've been friends with Clay, George and Nick since we were 6 years old, I always kept changes of clothes at each of their houses. It definitely came in handy for days like these.
You wore this:
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Once I was fully ready, I looked at myself one more time in the mirror, grabbed my backpack, then headed downstairs.
Downstairs was Nick and his family, eating breakfast at the dinner table.
N MOM: "Morning hun." She smiled at me, "I made biscuits and bacon."
Y/N: "It looks great, thank you." I smiled back, then took a seat next to Nick.
-NICK's POV- This was my life now. The family eating together at the dining room table is something I've always dreamt of having.
Of course, my step-dad wasn't my real dad. Of course, I had trust issues a little with him, but he's treated me just like he treats his own son and daughter.
He and I have had our good moments, and he really makes me feel appreciated.
