AHHHHH- go to the end to see who I got inspired by! Please! I REALLY wanna give this person credit :0
George leaned his back against the cold wall behind him, folding his arms over his chest as he let out a deep exhale.
He knew it was a bad idea to come to this stupid party, Sapnap, Dream, and Skeppy were no where to be seen, those
assholes leaving George all on his own outside the males restroom. He decided to just wait it out until his friends wanted
to leave, parties were never George's environment, he'd much rather be sat at home, reading or playing video games.
However, Skeppy had somehow witchcrafted George to agree to come to this party, because there must've been a spell
on him if he agreed to this shit. The brunet brought his phone out of his pocket, and checked the time. It was 2:19 am,
sure it was a Friday, but this would ruin George's sleep schedule for a week or two and he'd be late for school. He sighed,
why was he so stupid sometimes.
Maybe he should just go home by himself? Actually, there were two problems with that. One; Sapnap had the keys.
And two; George couldn't drive. Sure he could walk home, but he really didn't want to walk two miles, not to mention
he'd have to pass through the junkie area of town, so probably kidnapped too. He leaned his head back and banged it
against the wall behind him twice, if only the brain in it was smart enough to stay home tonight, he could be sleeping
tonight. The worst part is, he snuck out with his friends, so he'd be locked out of his house, having to wake up his mom
by calling her, and also find an excuse for being outside at two am. Sapnap was also a total party animal, so there was
really no relying on him leaving before five.
"Are you sure you want to get them?" George's eyes widened at the voice, and he looked over to the entrance of the
restroom. That voice sounded unmistakably like Dream.
"Yeah, it's totally fine" A female voice replied, "Alcohol or just regular?" Her voice was soft like honey, George hearing her
footsteps coming closer to the restrooms entrance.
"Regular please, I'm unfortunately my friends designated driver" Dream replied, and George watched as a girl with
long black hair walked out the restroom, George narrowing his eyes at her. Who the hell was that? George went over
to the entrance of the restroom and walked inside, looking at the back where he saw Dream looking down at his phone,
leaned up against the wall. George furrowed his eyebrows, and came into view, folding his arms. Dream didn't notice him
at first, so he cleared his throat loudly, making the blond look up.
"Who was that?" George asked, raising an eyebrow. Dream shrugged, and looked away.
"A girl, obviously" The blond replied, looking down at his phone. George stepped closer to him, observing his face,
Dream was talking to a girl? Did he fancy her? Sure she looked pretty, but George didn't think she was Dreams type.
George didn't like this, he needed to know who that girl was, for no reason at all, he just wanted to make sure his
friend wasn't communicating with bad people, that's all.
"would I know her?" George asked, tilting his head. Dream looked up, his phone still in his hand.
"Just because we're friends doesn't mean you know all of my friends. She's just an old friend that is visiting, that's all"
the blond shrugged. George looked away to his right, seeing himself in the mirror of the bathroom. He then heard something
from Dreams phone, and looked over to see Dream laughing lightly, "Hey George, look at this" He held the phone out towards
him.
George took it, and looked at the screen, "Wait, is this her number?" He asked, looking up, "why do you have her number?"
More totally not jealousy ran through George.
"Um, because she's my friend, read the text" Dream said with a smirk.
George looked down at the messages, seeing a new one sent only a minute ago from the girls contact. 'Wanna kiss?'.
George's eyes went wide, "Dream! What the frick!?" He shrieked, making Dream giggle, "what is wrong with her?" George
furrowed his eyebrows, eyeing the text to make sure he wasn't reading it wrong, "Dream!" Dream was just stood there,
giggling like a little idiot.
"relax George, it's not a big deal" The blond rolled his eyes.
George pouted his lips, looking down at the phone in his hands as if it was a dead rat he found in his room, "she wishes.."
he mumbled, going silent. George then stopped, Dream was acting so normal about this, had they already kissed? No, she
was not Dreams type, he already established that. Then why was he feeling so jealous? Dreams not his to control right?
Dream can kiss anyone he likes. George looked to the ground, why did it hurt to think of Dream kissing another person?
How would it feel if Dream kissed him? George blushed red, keeping his eyes off of the giggling blond before him, how
would it feel? George had to be honest with himself, imagining kissing Dream would be in a word, addictive.
"Why are you not talking?" The blond asked, in his stupid teasing voice. George looked up at him, scanning his eyes like
he was reading them. The brunet took the phone in his right hand, and set it onto the side of the sink counter, looking back
at Dream. "Are you good George?" Dream asked, tilting his head. George reached his left hand out and held onto Dreams
arm, pulling himself closer to the taller, struggling to keep his confidence and eye contact. A kiss, how would it feel? George
placed his other hand onto Dreams chest and ran it up his hoodie to hold the side of his face. George could've swore he
noticed Dream lean closer, and he mirrored it, leaning in as well. George let out a shaky laugh, Dream doing the same
after, both of them eyeing each others lips with temptation and anticipation. George closed his eyes, standing on the
very tip of his feet to connect their lips, heat rushing along his cheeks as he felt Dream quickly kiss him back.
George's hand ran up and down the others arm, feeling Dreams hand slide around his waist, pulling him closer. It was
as fulfilling and satisfying as George imagined it would be, with distant music playing in the background along with the
sound of their lips separating and instantly coming together again. George tilted his head, smiling a bit into the kiss before
opening his mouth a little, allowing Dream access as he pulled the shorter of the two closer. George's heart raced, he was
kissing his best friend. No, he was making out with his best friend. It tasted almost as good as it felt, but it stopped
suddenly when Dream grabbed onto the others arms, pushing him away, "Wait!" He exclaimed, George looking up
nervously, "You're jealous" the blond smirked.
"What?" George leaned away, growing defensive. He tried to remain calm, even though on the inside, he was freaking out.
"You were jealous of her, that's why you were so upset" Dream smirked, leaning forward, "Aww, George, there's no reason to
be jealous" George leaned away slightly as Dream grew closer, resorting to glaring at the other as he felt embarrassment wash
over him.
"I wasn't jealous, just shut up and kiss me, you idiot" George brought his hand back onto Dreams face and closed the
distance between them. George was satisfied that the kiss grew as heated as it finished, his cravings being sufficed as he
was pulled closer by his waist.
George blushed bright red as Dreams arms slid down and wrapped around his thighs, lifting the brunet up and placing
him onto the sink of the bathrooms. George wrapped his arms around the others neck, liking the feeling of Dreams hand
running underneath his sweater, making contact with his bare sides. When the two pulled apart for air, George heard a
squeal from his left. The two both looked over, alarmed to see the girl Dream was just speaking to earlier, "So sorry to
interrupt I'm so so sorry! I didn't see anything!" She covered her eyes, "Nice catching up with you Dream! Again so so
sorry!" She sprinted out the bathroom, leaving the two alone in there.
Dream just giggled softly, George bringing his arms away from the other to cover his eyes, "Oh my god.." He said, a little
out of breath, "I hate you Dream.." He looked at the other, who was silently laughing, giving George that wide, fond smile that
the brunet couldn't help but adore.
"Is that why you kissed me?" Dream asked, running his hand up and down George's back slowly, making a tingly feeling
run over George's body, his right leg extending to wrap around Dreams legs, pulling him closer.
"Yes, you're an idiot" George said, leaning his face closer to the others, where they both just stared at each others lips,
impatient to connect them again.
"Whatever George" Dream said, with a fond look before closing the distance, causing George's arms to go around Dreams
neck again, wanting him as close as possible. Maybe going to this party wasn't the worst idea.
THIS WAS INSPIRED BY AN AMAZING TIKTOKER, their account is 404bluekisses and they do these amazing videos
about Dream and George you HAVE to watch them I'm so addicted 😍
I hope you liked it! Please notify me about any spelling or grammar errors! I love you guys so much and I'm sorry I
didn't post for like a week or two. I'm gonna be honest, was really lazy and writing like two other books at the same
time which should be out this month or the next sooooooo yeah🥰❤️❤️❤️❤️
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