Chapter 3 - Alone

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A dark figure stood in the distance. George was suddenly in the middle of a field. It was cold which surprised him and night had just began. He started shivering and looked down at his hands which seemed pale. Tucking them into his pockets, George strained his eyes to see the figure. It began moving closer to him. It was a person. They had a clear outline now, with broad shoulders, arms and legs that ripped with muscle and a wide chest. George had a sudden urge to touch the person. They walked so lightly and seemed gentle. As it approached George could make out the clothes it had on. None. It was naked. But it's face remained blurred.

It stopped in front of George before reaching out to him. George reached back.
A shiver rushed down George's spine making him stand up straight. A familiar voice echoed out of the blurred face as it pulled George closer. George's eyes widened. "Kiss Me" it said. "Dream?" George replied. Before touching lips with the person. A warmth flooding through his body...

George sat straight up in bed. His neck was sweaty and his mind was racing. What on earth was that. He thought. Slowly turning he saw it was 7 am. He couldn't go back to sleep now. The day had started and there was still 2 more boxes to unpack.
George got up before it got hot. If he could finish his unpacking before the sun shone through his curtain then he might be able to go swimming later. He got to work, opening the box with the little muscle he had and dumping his items into different places.

He had finally finished unpacking, his shoulders hurt as he opened the windows to let air in. George turned and sighed. He was still in shock of what had happened during the night. His dream seemed so real. It scared him. And George was still so sure he didn't like Dream. They were best friends and had known each other for years. This was not the way to ruin it, and he was sure Dream definitely didn't like George in that way either. This made his heart drop. George had been having weird feelings ever since he moved to New York. Was it because he was closer to Dream?

George felt heavy. He sat on the edge of his bed and lay his head on his hands. He couldn't think right now, his mind was fuzzy. So he just stared out the window at the road in front of his house. Watching each car pass by.

Suddenly his phone buzzed behind him. George turned to look at the screen. It was Dream. He wanted to talk. George opened his messages. He said yes and waited for Dream to call him. "Hi Dream" George said as he picked up the phone. "Hi" Replied Dream. George slumpled onto his bed. He wanted to be comfortable as their conversations usually lasted for hours.

"Is there something you wanted to talk about"

"Nah, I just wanted to talk to you haha" George could tell he was smiling.

"Oh cool, what are you doing today?" George asked.

"Um not much, Technoblade just sent out the new script for the Smp so I was gonna read through that. We could read it now if you want" (Technoblade is going to be the owner of the server in this story)

"Yea, sounds good" said George, getting up sitting on his chair to open his emails. Sure enough the email had come through.

"I'm opening it now, tell me when you have too" said Dream.

"I just did, looks good so far" he replied.

George and Dream began going through the script. Suddenly his phone buzzed. Fundy was calling.

"Hey Dream, Fundy is calling me I gotta go quickly but I'll call back straight after".

"All good see you soon" said Dream, and George answered Fundy's call.

"Hi, whats up?" said George

"Um, okay so you know how Techno just sent out the new script"... Fundy sounded nervous.

"Yeah, I was just going through it now" said George.

"Okay cool well. I need to talk about s - something and I thought I would talk to you cause um... y'know ... you're really close with Dream..."

He never sounded this nervous normally. Fundy was a short but muscular guy with a nice shaped face and was perfect in everyday. Not that George cared but he did get jealous of how perfect and confident Fundy was. Which is why he was surprised when Fundy sounded scared.

"Yeah, I guess... Is something wrong?" George replied carefully.

"No, I mean... I....I don't know."

"Is it the script?" George asked.

"Well yeah. I was reading it and I saw a one of my paragraphs looked quite long and it was highlighted meaning it's kinda important in the plot so I read it and..." Fundy cut off.

"What is it?" George asked quietly.

"Well like you know my character is fun and weird and stuff so like this shouldn't matter and it's all just a game but..."

George listened, he knew what was coming, his eyes had rolled over the script earlier. He felt is stomach drop and could hear his heart beat faster as he waited for the words to fall out of Fundy's mouth.

"I... I....I have to Marry Dream."














End Notes:

- Thanks for 8 Reads hopefully if you're seeing this you enjoy it. I left this chapter on a cliff hanger haha.

- I'm trying to add more description into my writing so hopefully this makes sense.

- New chapter maybe today cause I'm pretty busy tomorrow. Otherwise it will be tomorrow night xx

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