𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆// 𝑫𝒏𝒇 𝑬𝑮

12. 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭

Pov. George

In the notebook I bought, I drew some little drawings on the sheets, I made them with stickers and you know I did one page in a color, on the next there was a drawing and things like that. I thought that I could also write something that we talked about once, quite important things for us. at least for me. I also wrote the lyrics of his song there and added little drawings there. However, I left some pages blank to be able to write something there. Mainly it was supposed to be my poems that I wrote earlier.

I did such things, but I left one page, the center of the notebook and other pages blank. Found blue paint in my room. I painted my hand with it and printed it on a piece of paper. In black marker, I wrote "George" underneath itI left the next page blank and drew a rose on the other side.

I left the remaining parts for him so that he could write or draw something. He could do whatever he wanted there. The notebook was his later anyway.

I still have a white flowerpot left.
I was drawing random lines on it with some pens. What just fell into my hand. So the white flowerpot turned all green, in some missions it was darker, and in some it was lighter. I drew red flowers there, which were also supposed to symbolize the roses that Dream would put in this pot. I took the black fineliner in my hand and wrote on it "Flowers that never stopped".

I was hoping that Dream would do what I did in this notebook. I was hoping that he would draw flowers that I like, that he would write a poem, mark his hand, and that he would finish this notebook to the end. I also hoped Dream would be able to grow the flowers I wanted to give him.

On the pages that I left blank, I wanted to write my poems. However, I could not find the notebook in which I wrote them so I went to the phone and took a photo of them. it turned out that my phone was dead. I didn't want to waste my time and I wanted to pack it all up nicely so I went to "buy" decorative paper and a small box.

It was already morning which meant I hadn't slept all night. I know how Dream felt. but it's a nice feeling when you do something for someone and get tired of it. But I didn't want to repeat that feeling anymore. It wasn't a very bad thing, but I at least wanted to rest after Dreaming.

Pov. Dream

george would be mad at me if he found out I was awake. It was the middle of the night and I couldn't sleep. Theoretically, George can only have protections to himself. It was he who did not answer me and did not reply to my messages. I was just worried, he left me speechless. I assumed that he would write back one day, so don't panic very much.

The pills didn't help me sleep. At least so far I haven't felt tired. I had the idea to write another song and not waste my time. writing the text is quite difficult, and although I spent a few hours on it, I only had a few words. I don't even know when, but I fell asleep. This meant that the pills did work after all.

Pov. George

I came back and pack everything carefully, wrap it in foil, etcI was afraid that the package would not survive the road in full. It took me a while, but I wasn't worried if the package would be too heavy for the drone.

Just a drone. I had to find it and see if it works, now if the drone didn't work it wouldn't be a problem to find another one. however, I was very afraid that the drone would not fly, so I made it something like a seaplane or seaplane. The drone will simply get an additional element that will allow it to swim on a given platform. I knew Dream would probably stick around and want to do this route in the air, but he might like this idea.

My phone was already charged and a moment later I noticed Dream wanted to contact me. I knew it was night at his place and I did not want to wake him. I just wrote to him. Meanwhile, I had finished writing my notebook and was able to secure it and put it in the box. However, I wanted to write a letter, but instead I gave a card with thanks for this time and about such crap in general.

Now I was just waiting for Dream to write back.

pov. Dream

I got up and saw that Gogi wrote to me. He had the idea of ​​a drone. However, I prefer to stay with my own and transport the package by air. Just a package. I haven't even made it yet. I told George about it and we agreed that we would send parcels tomorrow at the same time while talking on the phone.

Immediately, I quickly ran to the facility where I had left my belongings. Everything with the plaster was fine. I gently pulled the rectangular reflection from the mold and checked if it fit the frame. It was perfect. I took everything home and started painting the frame into a plaster mold.

On it, I painted two lower dandelions in the middle and two taller dandelions that overlapped the side of the frame. it all took me a while, but I think the effect looked really good. At least good for me. I painted the drawing of the heart in the reflection of my hand pink.

I finished writing the song more and wrote the whole lyrics once more carefully. I put the reflection into the frame and put the lyrics on the reflection. I wonder if George will notice this card.

At the end, I secured everyone well and put them in some envelope for the shipment. I have no idea what it is but found it in my house. I checked if the drone was working and attached the package to the drone.

Both Gogi and I chose drones that can see what's going on inside. It will be so much easier for us to control them. I hope that everything will go according to our plan and that the time will finally be back as it was before. I didn't want it too much because I knew George would have less time for me or he would forget about me or he would leave me. I don't want to say it, but neither would I have time for him.

I'd like to hug George so close that I can feel his heartbeat, so tightly that I can feel his warmth and breath against my skin. Well, I would like to ... It's a pity that we won't see each other so far and it's a pity that it will stay this way between us. However, I must remember that Gogi may not feel the same for me as I do for him, and it is best for me to forget how I feel about him ...

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1,000 words. Again
Honestly, this chapter is just like that. I have an idea for the next part. theoretically, I have an idea for the entire book, but I think it is fun to read a chapter where less is happening.
I also want to say that some 600 words were written so that it was, because wattpad did not want to write down what was written, so it publishes the whole thing right away.
writing one chapter is hard, but today I plan to write one more, but not now because it's 1:40 p.m. and I'm supposed to get up at 5 a.m.
Have a nice dear: 3