chapter 7

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SAPNAP'S POV:

Walking in the house, all I can think about is how fucking exhausted I am.

Karl is pissed at me for going to the party a couple days ago.

I go upstairs, walking towards my room.

Dreams door is closed, he never has it closed?

I walk in, realizing he's asleep cuddling with George.

Neither of them having shirts on.

'What the fuck.' Is my only thought.

I take out my phone and take a picture of them, posting it on Instagram.

I smile to myself. 'Dream's gonna be happy I'm helping him out, George is shitty for using Dream' I think.

About 5 minutes goes by, I'm sitting in Dream's desk chair waiting for them to wake up.

I hear rustling in the bed, looking over to see George staring at me.

GEORGE'S POV:

I wake up, rubbing my eyes. I sit up, realizing Sapnap is in the room with us.

'Shit' I internally panic.

"What're you doing here Sapnap" I ask.

"It's my house. I'm allowed in it, yea?"

"Yes but in Dream's room?" I quietly add.

"I could ask the same to you" He replies.

"What's your deal, huh? Am I not allowed to be at other people's houses?" I ask, being as loud as I can without waking up Dream.

"Not mine. You're not welcome here. You have no right to bully Dream and use him as a sex toy, we all know your straight George." He states.

I look at Dream.

'How can he be so peaceful right now?' I think.

I could never use this man as a sex toy, he's to precious.

He wouldn't deserve that.

I look back up at Sapnap.

"I'm not using him-" I start.

"DONT LIE TO ME GEORGE" He yells back.

Dream wakes up and looks at me and Sapnap.

"What's happening? Why are you in my room dude?" Dream rubs his eyes.

"Why is George here?" Sapnap asks, ignoring Dream's original question.

Dream doesn't answer.

"I stayed the night, my sister left me here" I sigh, butting in.

"I didn't ask you, did I George? I asked Dream." He states.

DREAM'S POV:

I get up, about to yell at Sapnap until me and George's phone start going off.

Me and George both pick up our phone's, clicking on the notification.

I look at George, then to Sapnap.

"What the fuck is your deal?!" I yell, pissed off that he'd post that.

"What? I posted it so people will hate George- He's using you right?-" He asks me.

"GET THE FUCK OUT" I scream, slamming the door is in his face.

I look at George, realizing he's crying on the floor.

"George.." I drop down to my knees, immediately holding his cheek.

"I'm so sorry, please don't cry" I say.

I get no response.

"George, it's ok-" I start.

"NO. GODDAMNIT DREAM!" He screams at me.

"YOUR SUCK A FUCKING IDIOT! IM FUCKED" He adds, followed by slapping me in the face.

Did he just slap me?

"UGH" He yells, running out of the house, putting his shirt on.

'What. The. Fuck.' I think.

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