Dream's pov

"George, can't you stay for a little bit? We could really use the help." Mrs.Davidson said in her office. I could hear her talking to something so I waited in the hallway since I didn't want to interrupt. They had been talking for awhile so the time I needed to clock in was getting pretty close.

"Fine, I can stay for the morning shift." The other person said and soon the door opened. He stared at me in shock before recovering fast.

"Hi, I'm George, my mom owns this place." He said and I nodded.

"I'm... Clay but my friend call my Dream. I work here." I stuttered out, cursing myself softly at how awkward I was being.

"Well, Dream, I'll be seeing you around." He grinned and walked past me, our arms brushing against each other as he got on an apron.

"Clay, I'm so happy to see you. Could you work afternoon shift today too? We're short staffed today." Mrs.Davidson said and I nodded.

"Yeah, I can work more." I assured and she smiled happily.

"Great, once morning shift is over just came to me and I'll tell you the lunch species we're having. George is going to help out today too while he's in town." She said and let me clock in and get my notebook and apron. I went into the little break room area where George was leaning against the wall as he texted on his phone. He looked up as I walked in, putting my backpack in a locker.

"So... you're pretty new here." George said, putting his phone away as he loosely crossed his arms over his chest.

"Yeah, I was hired last week." I said politely, putting my apron on but before I could tie it George was in front of me, wrapping his arms around my body as he grabbed the string and pulled me so close out chests touched. I made a little startled sound that made my cheeks burn as I looked at him with wide eyes. He smirked back at me, tying my apron but he didn't move away.

"You're cute." He purred, my cheeks burning bright red as I tried to look anywhere but him.

"O-oh uh, I... thanks?" I stuttered, feeling like my face was on fire.

"George, Clay, we need you out here!" Mrs.Davidson called causing George to move away from me.

"Let's get to work." George grinned and walked out of the break room. I followed after him, feeling like my head was all foggy as I tried to work through my shift. It was hard when George would brush against me every chance he got or asked if I needed help every few moments. He was nice but really flirty which was kinda new to me since Sapnap was the only one who ever flirted with me openly.

"This seat taken?" Someone said right next to me making me turn in surprise to see Sapnap. My cheeks burned as I stared at him.

"N-no, it's not." I blushed and watched him sit at the booth I had just cleaned.

"Hey, babe, you doing okay?" He asked, pulling me down next to him.

"I'm okay, just tired." I said, freezing up when he ran his hand over my thigh. The tingling warmth from his hand made goosebumps appear all over my arms and legs. I gulped and noticed George eyeing us and when we locked eyes he came over.

"Hello, are you a friend of Dream's?" George asked Sapnap who nodded.

"I'm Nick, nice you meet you..." Sapnap said, holding his hand out.

"I'm George." George smiled, shaking Sapnap's hand slowly before letting go. "My mom owns this place."

"That's cool, I've never seen you around here." Sapnap said as he let go of George's hand.

"I was in London for two years." George said, leaning against the table, his eyes burning holes into the top of my head. Both men focuses were on me at this point and I shifted nervously.

Two customers walked in and I excused myself, seating them and taking their orders, leaving the two alone. My cheeks wouldn't stop burning as I went about my tasks, feeling them watching me. I got Sapnap a milkshake and fries, something he really enjoyed here. I set them on the table and sat with Sapnap once more since George was on the other side of the diner now.

"That guy is a little weird... he kept asking about you." Sapnap said, shoving a fry into his mouth. 

"Oh... what did he ask about?" I asked, sipping my water.

"He wanted to know how long you've been working here, what my relationship with you was, if you were single..." He said, staring at me now as I blushed dark red.

"Oh..." I mumbled, openly flirting with me was one thing but George wanting to know about my personal life made my heart flutter a little.

"You interested in him?" He asked and I shook my head instantly.

"No, I just met him." I said softly.

"Okay... well, I'm gonna stick around until you get off work." He said.

"I have to work a double today. We're really short staffed." I said and Nick looked upset. "I-I can see if I can get off early-"

"It's fine. I have stuff to do anyways... see you around." He said and left. I frowned deeply as Nick left. My heart squeezing as he disappeared down the road, hands shoved into his pockets.

"Awe, pretty boy left already?" George pouted as he walked up with a tray of dirty dishes.

"He has stuff to do..." I mumbled and stood, cleaning off the table.

"Wait here." George said, disappearing into the kitchen before coming back out and sitting across from me. He gestures for me to sit so I did. "Why let them go to waste? We can share." He smiled, sticking another straw into the milkshake and sipping happily. This really felt like out of a teen romance movie.

I blushed and nodded, nibbling on a fry. George watched me intently, I felt weird being watched like this. I couldn't stop thinking about how Nick reacted earlier either. Was he jealous? Or upset with me? It was really confusing because we weren't dating, so why would he be mad?

"You have pretty eyes." George flirted.

"Thank you... you do too." I mumbled and he grinned happily.

"Here, give me your arm." George said and I blinked at him in confusion before doing what he asked. He pulled out a marker and wrote down something. When he was done he let me pull away and look at it.

"That's my number." He smiled, giving me a wink before getting up and serving the customers. I rushed to the back, my face on fire as I pressed my arm to my chest. My heart pounding in my chest. Did George really like me like that? Was he really flirting with me? What do I do?!

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