This is the first two chapters of a DNF book I'm writing. I get more attention on this book so I thought it would get noticed here and people could know about it. If you enjoy this, add 'Footprints' to your library! Love you!

How About A Vacation

"You should do it. Coming to America I mean." I bit my lip a little. Scared of how he was going to respond. George had always found a way to slither his way out of meeting me with excuses. But I wouldn't let him.

"I don't know Dream..." He tried to avoid the subject by answering a dono. "Happy Birthday Lila!"

"George," I said. His eyes snapped back to the other monitor.

"Yeah?"

"Please. For me. Come to America."

"I..."

"My family owns a really small month-long beach houseshare in southern Florida. We could go on vacation soon. My mom never uses the spot anyway. It was kind of a spur-of-the-moment purchase when she and my dad got married."

"Dream... I really couldn't." I knew he was scared to meet me. I was too. But after five years I couldn't handle him being across the ocean anymore.

"Sapnap would come too, obviously. It would be the Dream Team..." George thought for a moment.

"Okay." He said blatantly.

"Okay?" I asked excitement coursing through my veins.

"Yeah, I'll come to Florida." His voice grew more excited. A smile crossing his lips.

"Oh my God! Yes, George!!!! I'M SO EXCITED! I'm buying your ticket." I'm sure he could hear my mouse clicking.

"Dream no. I'll buy my ticket."

"Too late. Next week at 10 pm?" I heard him laugh.

"Sounds perfect Dream," I spoke quickly after that. Forgetting we were on stream.

"I'm going to see you." I looked at his stream. A smile coming to his face as he tried to contain his giddiness.

"Yeah, you are."

"You're going to see me," I said a little less excitedly. A pang of fear struck me in the gut.

"I am!" George made a pog face. I wanted to laugh but I was scared

"Shit. I really need a haircut." I got up and George could hear me shifting around crazily.

"Dream?" He asked in a breathy laugh.

"I like really need a haircut. I feel like shaggy." George laughed. With that, I ended the call. My mom was still up and she could cut my hair. She's been begging me to let her for a few weeks.

"Dream it's like three am there where are you going to get your hair cut-" I still had his stream open on my phone listening to it as I got into my car. He was just noticing I left the call.

"I guess he's getting a haircut for me?" I could hear his smile. He probably had that arrogant cocky smirk he always had when I made him feel like a million bucks. His eyebrow raised with infatuation.

I would have to watch the vod to be sure. I needed to know if that made him blush.

"Why the sudden change of heart?" Mom asked as I sat in a kitchen chair with a towel over my shoulders. She was snipping at my wed hair.

"Oh, nothing. Nothing. Just getting in the way at this point." I could feel her smirking.

"Your sister was watching George's stream. She showed me the clip, Hunny." I froze and she laughed a little.

"So George is finally coming to Florida?" I nodded and then she had to move my head back into place.

"Yeah, he is. I was thinking of using the beach house. I think he would like it."

"That's fine. Just behave. Are you excited?"

"I'm getting a haircut for him. What do you think?" I asked laughing.

"That you're love-struck and ecstatic." I tensed.

"You're not wrong." I shrugged. Then felt my mom kiss my cheek.

"You'll be alright. I have no doubt George likes you." I hoped that was true.

"GEORGE!"

"DREAM!" He was so excited. His voice ringing in my ears and I was savoring every second. This was the first time that he was seeing me he pulled back and sized me up. I stood there awkwardly.

"Your eyes... They're so pretty." I smiled.

"Well thank you."

"Selfish." He muttered

"What?"

"Selfish. Keeping this pretty face from me for so long." He poked my cheek. I flushed red.

"Haha, George..." I avoided his gaze. My arms still linked around him. He wasn't usually like this, so I knew he had to be sleepy from the flight.

"I'm just being honest." I looked back over at him. A sly smirk was plastered on his red face.

"Confident today are we?"

"You've been getting to me." He was so close. His lips looking full and warm. I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to kiss him.

It felt like he was inching closer to me. His body was pressed a little further against me than it was before. He was so close, I was so close to being able to push my lips against his. But then he pulled away, a sheepish look crossing his face.

"I'm really tired. I can't believe I went from ten at night to four in the evening." I ached for my hands to be around his waist again.

"Yeah. We have to wait to eat too. Sapnap is driving down here and is about half an hour away with someone." George groaned his signature noise of annoyance.

"Ugh. Come on, he wouldn't know would he?"

"He would be able to sense it. I know I would tell if my friends ate without me."

"Fine. We'll be nice." I laughed and guided him to the car. George immediately turned on the AC, already sweating from the humid Florida evening air.

"Warm?" I asked smugly.

"How do you leave here? And while wearing jeans?"

"I'm used to it. It's only spring anyway." George groaned. "Roll down the window. We'll be on the interstate soon anyway. You'll love the warmth then, I promise."

I was right. Soon enough he was smiling big and letting his hand hang out the window as he breathed in the salty ocean air. Even from here, you could smell it, lingering in the air like sweet pastries when you walked into a bakery. I had always taken such comfort in the ocean air, now I watched as my best friend enjoyed it too.

"I always loved the beach and the waves, but I don't think I've ever had to worry about getting sunburn while being on one. Usually, it's cool enough in England." George smiled.

"Yeah, we're going to need at least three bottles of sunscreen for you. There is no way you can withstand the sun rays without some." George nodded.

"Believe me, I know. I have a feeling I'm already burned." I just smiled and turned up the music. Rolling down all the windows as we zoomed down the interstate. It was a beautiful day and even more beautiful with George here too.

"Georgie! Dream! Your favorite is here~" Sapnap called from the front door. Having let himself in without a care in the world. He had been here before, coming down here when he was around fourteen and then again nearly every year. Sapnap and I's friendship had caused good relations with both sets of parents as well, causing a good amount of joint vacations with the families.

George smiled and called back out smugly, "You brought Karl?" George yelled. We could both hear Sapnap's groan.

"As a matter of fact, I did!" George smiled.

"I had a feeling you would. Hey Karl." George said to him when he saw the familiar males join them in the kitchen.

"Hi, Gogy." He said casually. Karl and Sapnap had grown close over time. Sapnap had asked if it was okay with me to bring him as a friend and I was cool with it. George and I currently had a running bet on who was going to ask out who first.

"So what's the plan?" Sapnap asked.

"I was planning on leaving tomorrow morning. Or we leave tonight and we get there around ten." I said.

"I like the plan for tonight," Sapnap said.

"Yeah, same." George agreed.

"Well let's get something to eat then we can head out."

I hadn't been here in years. The old beach house held so many memories for me here but I just couldn't grasp them anymore. If anything, the only thing I could hold onto was the feeling it was giving me.

I loved the familiar mint green walls and the way that the sand found its way into every crevice of the house. How you could hear the waves from your bedroom. How the warmth of the sun was all you needed. I smiled. George was going to love it. I hoped.

I looked over at him and he smiled wide at me. The curl of his smile and the way that it matched perfectly with the moonlight. George looked over at the powerful waves. The moon pulling them to the shore with violence and then casting them back out to the deep blue abyss. He stared at them longingly, a small smile spreading onto his lips. I guess he really always did love the beach.

"What's wrong George?" Sapnap was already getting him and Karl's things and walking them inside. It was just me and George now.

"I don't know. It's always so beautiful but it always makes me feel so sad. Look at it, it just makes me feel so alone." George stuck his hands in his pockets as a gust of wind blew the hair from his face. I looked out at the ocean to try to catch what he was so focused on. Maybe it was the way that the starry horizon linked with the ocean's water. Or maybe it was the vigorousness of the seafoam. Or maybe it was just the fact that he was so zoned out and thinking about how alone he was. That hurt.

"You know you're not alone, right?" I looked over at him but he didn't look back. He sighed and bowed his head.

"Sometimes, but other times it's hard to remember. Especially when I look at this. Such a big part of the world and I'm nothing but a little blip. The thoughts are uncontrollable, no matter what." George slid off his sandals and planted his feet in the water. His shirt flapping against his body from the rough winds. I watched as his footprints faded with the water.

"Every ounce of proof of me ever being there is gone. No one would ever know any different."

"I would." This time he looked up at me. His eyes were sad but he smiled. "I would know." George grinned.

"We should get inside. They are probably wondering what we are doing." George said. I couldn't help but smile.

Fanon Vs Canon

"So two rooms. I always had to share with my siblings but maybe I can room George and Karl with Sapnap?" I asked as we stood in the living room. Our bags in hand. We could still hear the crashing of the waves as we stood in the ill-lit beach house.

"Uhm." George looked over at me unsure. He looked uneasy. I just couldn't read why.

Sapnap interjected, "How about Karl and George then me and Dream?" I looked over at Sapnap. I didn't care who I bunked with but it did hurt just a little that George didn't want to.

"Yeah sounds perfect." I brought my bags up to the room and fell onto one of the beds. Two twins just like I remembered. The sheets held the scent of the salty ocean.

"You look like a sad puppy," Sapnap said, plopping onto the other mattress.

"Just... tired."

"Bull." He said blatantly. "Now what's up?" Here was the softness in his voice. Sapnap could be scary but then a wholesome comforting friend when you needed it. Like a gentle giant. Comes off intimidating but is one of the gentlest people I know.

"George. Don't get me wrong I'm happy to share a room with you but..."

"What? You like him or something?" He scoffed jokingly. I looked up at him and his crooked grin faltered

"Oh." Sapnap joined me on my bed. "How long?" I closed my eyes and bit my cheek.

"About a month." Sapnap took a deep breath and let out a shaky one.

"That's tough man. I really had no clue. You hid it well. All this time I really thought you were just all kidding for the views."

"I was. And I'm sure he still is. It's just... soon enough I was waiting for him to call. He was all I was thinking about all the time. It just progressed. I was wanting more. I was aching even more to meet him. And seeing him, God." I took in a shaky breath. It did feel good to get this off my chest. "It just made it even harder not to kiss him right then and there."

Sapnap lightened the mood, "I know in the fanfictions I'm like the friend that sees right through you two. The one that constantly tells you to confess but right now... I don't know dude this is real life. This is actually you being into your best friend. And I don't know what I'm supposed to do about that." I winced. He was right. This was actually happening.

"Jesus. You're right." I fell onto my back and threw my hands over my face. Sapnap placed a hand on my shoulder.

"I wish I could give you killer advice. I wish I could tell you I was sure George liked you but I can't." I sighed

"The fanfictions are so much easier."

"That's because they are fanon." Sapnap laughed. "This is canon, bro." I glared at him playfully.

"Just sleep it off for right now man. Enjoy the month we have here." I looked over at him and gave him a half-smile.

"Yeah, you're right. I guess."

"You have a month with George here. A month to be with him in real life. Don't let this crush get in the way of your relationship with him. Don't distract yourself and make the most of this month." I curled underneath the blankets, taking the advice of my best friend. I couldn't think about George so much. It would just ruin the vacation and I'll make myself depressed.

For right now, I couldn't obsess over George.

Just trying to fall asleep without thinking of George's addicting smile was hard. I had grown so used to imagining his face when I went to bed it was hard to break the habit. When the morning sun peeked through the curtains I slumped out of bed. Sapnaps's was already empty, he had probably woken up early to go meet with Karl this morning.

I think my idea was proven right when I found the two sitting at the kitchen table.

"Hey, guys." Karl smiled at me when his eyes met mine.

"Hey Dream." He turned around fully to face me as I opened the fridge. "I keep just imagining you as a green and white block instead of an actual person until I see you irl." I laughed

"I forgot that this is the first real time you've seen me. Am I what you pictured?" I asked.

"Kind of. The fan artists got it pretty accurate actually." I looked over as George joined us.

"George was super surprised. He acted like he had imagined me as ugly."

"I had to," George said laughing. "Who would've known what you could have done to me if I knew you were pretty." I don't think he thought we heard him. But I know I did. That's why I was still staring at him slightly with milk in my hand. I glanced over at Sapnap and he gave me a half-smile. I shook away the thought and brushed off George's thought. I couldn't obsess over that comment.

"What are we doing for breakfast?" Karl asked. I had gone shopping before they got here for stuff for me to bring. Having gotten them things they requested from the store. Our kitchen was full.

"Pancakes?" George asked.

"Pancakes sound good," Sapnap said. Karl and Sapnap sat at the table and George leaned against the counter talking to me. Helping me crack eggs and pour the batter. He insisted on chocolate chips so I opened the back specifically for him. He grinned happily at that.

"See I knew you loved me Dream." He didn't say things like this often. Only when he wanted me to agree or fish compliments from me. I didn't care, I loved complimenting him. He hated giving me the attention of 'I love yous' But I knew he loved hearing them.

"You're right. I do love you." I bumped his hip with my own. He just laughed and yelled out my name.

"Dream! You're making me spill." I looked over at the chocolate chips on the counter.

"You're the one who wanted them so bad. You clean them up." He shook his head and chuckled.

"Brat." He said as he threw a chocolate chip at my cheek.