TW: ABUSE AND HOMOPHOBIA IN THIS CHAPTER, WARNING WILL BE FOUND BEFORE IT HAPPENS

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Amelia leaves the room and George and I get up to go sit at the table. Before walking out of the room we both shoot each other a look, followed by giggles. They walk out to see George's parents sitting at the table with plates of food already prepared. Dream and George sits by each other and across from his parents.

John (Gogy's dad): Hi Georgie! Who is your friend?

George: Oh, this is Dream

George's mom looks at us and smirks. I stick out my hand and introduce myself.

Me: Oh hi sir! My name is Clay, but most people just call me Dream.

John: So tell me your intentions with my son, Dream

George: Dad!

Me: No, it's okay George! I really like your son and if I get your approval and his, maybe I would like to take him on a date?

George: OH AND HE IS THE QUARTERBACK OF THE FOOTBALL TEAM!

John: Ohhh, so this is the Dreamy quarterback you have been talking about for the past month.

George: Dad!!

He blushes hard, his dad gives me a look of approval.

John: I wouldn't mind you two going on a date sometime.

Amelia: Yes John thank you!!

We both start blushing this time.

The rest of the dinner we chow down on some food, talk about school and football, and really just everything. George's family was perfect.. I wish I had a family like that. I then realize it is 6:00 and that I should start to head home, my dad gets home at 6:30.

Me: I should be heading home now, thank you for the amazing dinner ma'am!

I give George's mom a quick hug and shake his dads hand.

George: I'll come with you Clay! We need to plan out our date anyway.

I giving him a loving smile. I go to his room and quickly get my bag, then grabbing his hand and leading him out to my jeep. We get in and buckle up, I start the engine and pull out of the driveway. I then remember that my dad should I arrive home about the time we do, I push the worries away and tell myself he will just think we're friends.

Me: So.. I'm dreamy?

George: Yes, you are.

I get flustered from that comment, I really need to stop doing that. I put my hand on his thigh.

Me: I was thinking for our first date we could go to the fair since it's in town next weekend?

George: Yes! That is the perfect date, I remember going there every year as a kid! I really miss it.

I smile at him, he is just too cute. Punching my "bestfriend" was so worth it. I can't believe we had gotten this close in a day. Well, we both did have secret crushes on each other for a while. On our date maybe we can get to know each other more.

The vehicle starts to stop, we both hop out. I hold his hand as we walk to my door. I look him in the eye holding hands.

Me: Remember to ice your eye. I can't wait or our date next weekend.

George: Me neither.

I bend down to him a bit and look at him with pure love. I run my finger across his lips, and lean in and close my eyes to kiss him. We kiss for a long time, pouring all of our love into it. We didn't even notice there was a white truck that had pulled in the driveway. We pull away still not noticing the truck. I start laughing.

Me: Baby we were so caught up we didn't think of how you were gonna get home!

George: I can just stay here, right?

I know my dad should be arriving soon, but I could just say he was a friend right? As long as he wasn't drunk it would be fine. I grab George's hand back and walk him inside. I hear the door creak open as George and I had just sat on the couch to watch tv.

TW: ABUSE AND HOMOPHOBIA

Me: Oh hey dad.

Mark (dreams dad): Hey.. who is this?

Me: Oh he is just a friend staying over.

I step on George's foot lightly cautioning him that my dad was not a good man. He got the hint and took a small step away from me trying to make ourselves look as platonic as possible.

Mark: Oh I see, do you makeout with all your friends?

I can hear a slur in his voice. Oh no, he is drunk. I know how he gets when he is drunk.. he gets angry at the smallest thing and sometimes hurts my sister and I. Where even was my sister? I get in front of George trying to protect him like I had in dodge ball, but it was for real protection this time.

Me: Dad we can't do this right now, please just leave us alone we can deal with this tomorrow. And don't you have a daughter you need to track.

Mark: Drista will be back soon, she is at a friends house.

My dad pushes me up against a wall by my shirt pushing George away.

Mark: I didn't not raise a *f slur* son, you are the reason your mom hasn't been home in weeks

I see the fear on George's face, I look at him trying to tell him to get out but he just stands there frozen like he can't move.

Me: Dad stop! You are drunk-

He punches me in the face making my nose bleed. Maybe it was karma for what I did to Nick.. but Nick actually deserved it. I push my dad off of me, running over to George and grabbing his hand to run out the door. My dad grabs me back and pushes me on the floor, he is now blocking the door. click, he locks it. While he is busy trapping us in the house, I grab George and run to my bedroom, locking it.

I don't let George out of my grasp, I pull him closer to me as my body slides down the door. My dad starts beating on it.

Mark: You and your little gay boy can't hide in there forever!

I realize that he cannot get in, and is to drunk to knock it down, so I stand up with George still in my arms. I can see he is starting to cry, I bring him over to my bed and lay him down. I lay beside him, spooning him. I start to whisper in his ear where my dad can't hear.

Me: Baby are you okay? I'm so sorry I forgot all about my dad coming home..

George: D- Dream i'm okay, are you? He m- made you bleed and hit y- you.

I turn him around where he is facing me, still laid down.

Me: I'm okay, again i'm sorry that you had to go through this again. I love you so much and you are not a *f slur*

George: I love you too Clay.

We lay like this cuddling for about 20 minutes, when I realize his parents didn't know where he was. His phone was still out on the couch so I nudge him and take my phone out of my pocket.

Me: I need to let your parents know you are here, what is your moms number?

George: insert number

I text his mom.

George is going to stay here tonight, he refuses to leave haha! <

> Okay that is fine with me! I am guessing this is Dream. Don't have to much fun! ;)

Oh we won't, trust me.

I assure him that he is allowed to spin the night, and I start cuddling him again. I cover us both up with a soft blanket and turn my led lights off leaving the room pitch black. I guess my dad saw the lights switch off, he comes up to the door telling us goodnight.. kinda.

Mark: YOU ARE WORTHLESS DREAM.

I hear his door slam shut shortly after. I check on George and thankfully he is asleep. I play with his fluffy hair as I start to drift off, too.

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This took soo long to write, thank you for reading! Please add this to your library as the next chapter will be coming soon :) P.S. I hate Dream's dad in this fanfic

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