DreamNotFound oneshots

I'm Not Her

George, Nick, and Clay all sat together at a cafe in downtown Florida, catching each other up on one another's life.

Clay had been awfully distracted by what seemed to be a girl, on the other side of the cafe.

Clay cleared his throat and stood up. "I'm gonna go talk to her." And with that, he left.

George trailed his eyes from Clay to Nick. His eyes were filled with tears.

Nick grabbed George's hand in a comforting manner. (No shipping!) "It's okay George.." Nick's voice was soft, as if not to scare a puppy.

George looked at Clay and the girl again.

"She's got blue eyes, long legs, pretty rosey cheeks.." George looked at himself. "And I've got fair skin.." George ran a hand through his hair. "Brown hair.." George dropped his hand. "I'm not what he wanted.."

Nick squeezed George's hand. "Gogy, I'm sorry..."

George sighed. "I'm not exactly what he had in mind.."

He saw girl stand up and her and Clay walked out of the small restaurant hand in hand.

George's eyes followed Clay as he left. "Please don't leave..-"

George's voice cracked. "If you stay I promise I will change your mind.."

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Clay, Nick, and George were all hanging out at George's house when Clay got a text.

"Gotta go, sorry guys. I've got a date with Heather." And again, he left.

As the door shut George turned to look at Nick.

"Is it too much to ask to just feel wanted?" George's eyes were glossy with tears.

"To feel the love I feel for him returned?!" George's voice got more aggressive as he buried his face in his hoodie.

"IS IT SO WRONG TO THINK THAT HE COULD LOVE ME?!" George was sobbing by now, the tears rolled down his cheeks as he helplessly tried to wipe them away.

"I guess the problem is that I'm not her!.." his eyes trailed back to Nicks.

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Clay and Heather were in the hallway of the school holding hands.

George and Nick stared at them as they laughed and smiled in each others presence.

"She's got a big smile, soft hands, perfect little dimples.." George looked at himself. "And I've got torn jeans, chipped nails. Everything is simple.

Nick looked at George the same way he did at the cafe. "Gogy, I'm sorry.."

"I'm not exactly what he had in mind.." he watched as Clay and Heather were about to make their way to their class. "Please! Don't leave..! If you stay I promise I will change your mind!.."

George looked at Nick. "IS IT TOO MUCH TO ASK TO JUST FEEL WANTED?!" By now Clay had turned to look at them.

George pointed at Clay. "TO FEEL THE LOVE I FEEL FOR YOU RETURNED!!!"

Clay looked at George dumbfounded.

"IS IT SO WRONG TO THINK THAT YOU COULD LOVE ME??!!!" Tears streamed down George's face.

"I GUESS THE PROBLEM IS THAT I'M. NOT. HER." He looked at Heather.

George smiled manically and giggled. "I'M NOT HER!!"
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(TW: SVIC!DE)
A few weeks later George had asked Clay to meet him on the rooftop of the school.

Clay showed up and saw George staring at the concrete below them.

George looked at Clay. "She's got blue eyes, long legs, pretty rosey cheeks." George stopped to wipe his tears. "And I've got fair skin, brown hair. Not what you wanted." George hesitated. "Anymore."

George looked at Clay like it was the last time he'd see him.

And it was.

George stepped back one last time before falling off the edge of the rooftop.

Clay gasped.

"GEOORRGEE!!" He screamed in agony as he ran over to the edge of the rooftop.

"NOOOOOO!!.." he tried to grab him.

But it was too late.

He could only watch as his bestfriend
plummeted into the ground. Blood surrounding his body in mere seconds.

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OKAY!! I'M SORRY ALL I CAN GET OUT IS ANGST AND IT ALWAYS ENDS IN SVIC!DE!!

It's just how I've been feeling lately, like I don't  want to live. So this is all thats coming to mind.

I promise I'll try and get more fluff out.