My Bodyguard

~Five~

(a/n: I recommend listening to the song, I Wanna Be Yours by Arctic Monkeys. Enjoy <3)

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Dream's pov
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As soon as the engine started, the radio started up. The final beat of the previous song had faded out and into a different song. I Wanna Be Yours by Arctic Monkeys. It was one of my favourites.

For the first time in a while, I focused on the lyrics, letting them seep into my mind. A certain lyric in particular captured my attention,

I just wanna be yours.

I instantly looked over at George who had passed out.

Secrets I have held in my heart,
are harder to hide than I thought.
Maybe I just wanna be yours,
I wanna be yours,
I wanna be yours.

The lyrics slowly took over my thoughts, causing them to race. My heartbeat gradually sped up as I felt my face heat. I tugged at the collar of my shirt slightly, desperate to cool myself down.

Wanna be yours~
Wanna be yours~
Wanna be yours.

I had felt somewhat like this about people in the past but the way I felt about George was very different. I was able to control myself around others but not George. It ate me up inside to have to stop my constant urges.

I looked back over at the peaceful man beside me. He had no idea what was going through my head as I stared, longingly. I had such a deep desire for him. I had a craving for him. One that I had never had for anyone ever.

I refused to take my eyes off him. He had the top two buttons of his shirt undone with a silver chain like mine, shining against the street lights. He had taken his jacket off and it was draped over my arm, now folded where my arm rested against my leg.

I had never fully listened to the lyrics in this song even though I had heard it a million times.

Secrets I have held in my heart,
are harder to hide than I thought.
Baby I just wanna be yours,
I wanna be yours,
I wanna be yours.

My mind wouldn't stop racing. I wanna be his. I want him to be mine. I want him. There was nothing I could do. If anything were to happen between us, things could go wrong which would leave me jobless.

The song began to fade out and I am left at peace. Instead of another song, a news story came on the radio.

"Actor George Davidson possibly having an affair? Well he was seen leaving an apartment complex in Wilson Street. He was wear-"

I zoned out after that. People could be so annoying but I couldn't help but also wonder why he was there. It wasn't any of my business but my curious brain refused to stop.

Another song came on the radio now by a band called Lovejoy. He had heard some of their newer songs since they had become famous.

Since he had been kicked out of it by the lead singer, Wilbur.

It wasn't long before we made it home. I got out and scooped George up in my arms. He didn't even stir as I carried him up to his bedroom.

"Goodnight." I whispered to him before closing the door and creeping back to my own room. I changed out of my suit into a simple t shirt with some black sweatpants.

I tucked myself into bed, unable to think of anything other than George.

George George George

Tossing and turning thinking of George. I couldn't close my eyes without him infesting my brain. I didn't know how long I'd be able to suppress this feeling. I had no clue how I was meant to stay professional when he's flirting with me constantly. It only made things worse.

After multiple long long hours, I finally fell into a deep sleep.