The Scholarship || DREAMNOTFOUND

Chapter 11 (Dream) ✔︎

eyes stare and me and my now brunet "lover"
as the scene they were witnessing was rather.. ahem, questionable
George sat on top of my lap almost leaning back into my chest
his phone in his hand and legs somewhat crossed at his feet

꧁ ✔️ ꧂ EDGE

and me?
well, i was trying so hard to hide my embarrassment and control myself—
the embarrassment soon turned to annoyance when some students were eye balling me and george and whispering to each other
i didn't met their gaze, but i could hear what they were whispering

" wow, george is finally being nice for once"

"did you hear what happened in the hallway earlier"

" apparently their dating! "

" that scholarship boy really has guts "

I've just about had enough of these people—
i slowly wrapped my arms around georges waist and squeezed him into a gentle hug
he turned his head slightly to look at me, confused as to what i was doing
"dream? "
he said while setting his phone down onto the desk
i didn't answer him—
instead i slowly slid my hands up higher until they were right above his chest

the students looked at me in shock as my lips slowly touched the nape of georges neck
i could feel george shudder as he was oblivious to what i was doing—
one of the male students stood up angrily and walked over to us
" can i help you? " george asked

" control your toy, he's making us uncomfortable "

i smirked to myself as george got up from my lap and got in front of the boys face
" excuse me, my what? " he said

" your toy— "
i could see georges clench his fists in anger, but as soon as he was about to say something—
the girls that were with this guy got up from their seats and ran over to their friend,
pulling him by the arm and laughing nervously

" w-we're sorry for our friend george—"

"yeah, he's just a little grumpy and doesn't think before he acts"

the girls laughed awkwardly as george glared at the boy in front of him—
those girls looked like they were afraid that something would happen
then slowly— george unclenched his fist and sighed
the look on everyones faces after what he said next was honestly the best thing i've seen since arriving in london
" it's fine, don't worry about it—
but could you apologize to dream, since you technically came to attack him "

as i looked over at the boy, he shook himself away from the girls grasp and walked back up to george
" so now pretty boy is playing nice?— "

" i just want you to apologize to dream,
it's simple human decency"

this boy's face went from cocky to straight up angry, oh no

badump, badump, badump, badump

he shoves george into a desk—
george lost his balance and fell directly onto the floor hitting his head onto the ground
" george! " i yelled as i went to go help him
everyone gasped at what had just happened, my brunet roommate groaned in pain as i could see a small scratch on his forehead from when he hit the floor
" welp.. that hurt— "

badump, badump

the boy walked over to the both of us once more and laughed at the sight
" aww! look at pretty boy and scholarship boy—
such a cute sight!—
on the floor as they should be"

badump, badump, badump, badump

"ow.." i said quietly as i clenched my chest
george noticed this and placed his hands around my shoulders
" dream? hey what's wrong— "
i didn't want him to worry, i shook my head no but he still continued to hold me
all while making sure that boy was keeping his distance from me
" look asshole—
go find someone else to give a hard time to— "

" but we're having so much fun aren't we? "
he laughs

badump, badump, badump, badump, badump, badump

" why don't you tell your toys over there to show you what fun is..
believe me— i'd know "
the boys face went from happy to angry again—
he walks over to george and kicks him straight in the face, causing him to be thrown back and everyone in the class began to gasp and leave the classroom
i tried to hard to reach over to him, but i couldn't move, i couldn't breathe
everything began to hurt again..

" not again..
no please not now"

the boy walked over to me—
as i looked up at him, he had the most sadistic smile i'd ever seen
" don't think that just because your dating the principals son you can escape me— "

badump, badump, badump, badump, badump, badump, badump, badump, badump

tears began to form in my eyes from the amount of pain i was feeling
i wanted to just land one good punch to this guy,
but i fucking couldn't

he grabs my jaw with force and pulls me towards him,
i closed my eyes as i braced myself for whatever was about to happen
" you're just a nobody here,
i'm not apologizing to the likes of a fa— "

he sentence was cut short, along with the grip he had on my jaw
i could here desks moving in a way where someone was knocked into them

i opened my eyes slowly,
as my blurriness began to go away i saw the boy halfway across the room holding his now bleeding nose
and sapnap standing in front of me with his hands in his pants pocket
"sapnap?.. "

" ahhh, george—
what did i tell you about pissing people off "
i turned quickly and saw wilbur walking over from where george was and stood next to sapnap
" but for this guy i'll make an exception"

" you guys! "
i said with excitement
both of our friends looked at me and smiled, giving me a thumbs up
" we got you dream don't worry " sapnap said,
from the other side of the classroom, a door opened and in came karl and quackity with tommy and tubbo
" ah well what do we have here!" quackity began to say

" looks like the same guy that was causing trouble at one of our parties"
karl said in annoyance

" let's kick his ass! " tubbo yelled i excitement

i crawled over to george and placed his head on my lap
his nose was bleeding and his lip was cut
i began to tear up again as i heard the boy now begging to be let go

"look, i'm sorry okay! i'll leave let's just forget all this yeah? "
he laughs awkwardly as everyone began to close in on him

" yeah man.. i don't think that's how this works"
quackity said in a laughing yet serious tone

" but don't worry.. we'll apologize afterwards"
almost everyone said that in sync with each other,
the next few moments were a blur to me as i focused on george
my forehead rested against his as a tear ran down my cheek and down his
" i'm so sorry.. "

a hand was then placed on my cheek,
i looked up a bit from my position and saw george looking at me with a look of concern
his voice was low and soft as he spoke to me, but the question he asked me—
made me feel like all my hiding was for nothing

" dream..
you have broken heart syndrome— don't you?.."

badump

|| To be continued... ||