"Angel?" I say in disbelief "I- Aren't you- why are you here?"

"I wanted to surprise you" she scoffs "Like actually wanted to do something nice for you... But never fucking mind"

This isn't how she needed to find out, I'm royally fucked

"Were both of them dating Dream...?" I hear Tubbo whisper to Niki on the back

"No" Angel says, letting out a humorless laugh, she must've heard him too"She betrayed me, because she is a selfish brat who cannot think about anything but her own self interests"

I- I can't believe she's here, and she saw me and Clay

This is so bad

Every lie I told, every time I made her think there was nothing going on, when there really was

"Angel" I say "Please let me explain"

"I think seeing you with his tongue down your throat is enough of an explanation, thank you very much" she sarcastically says.

"Angie come on" Sapnap says, grabbing her by the arm "Let's go back to the hotel"

"Why the fuck didn't you warn me Nick?" Clay speaks up

"Are you kidding me right now? I've been texting you all fucking day" he shouts "You two weren't even receiving my messages" Nick points at Clay and I "And you, didn't answer a single one of them" he adds referring to George

"I have you muted Sapnap" George says face palming himself

"Why on Earth would you have me muted" Nick answers in disbelief "What if I get into an accident or there's an emergency?"

"You were being annoying that one time and I just forgot to unmute you" George says trying to explain himself

"I wasn't being annoying. I just wanted you to answer your dammed phone" the brunet answers

"Wait..." Angel says looking between the guys in front of me, and then slowly turning to stare at me "They all... knew?"

"I didn't" Will says throwing both his hands up

"Will" Niki scolds him

"But you did" she points at George "And by the fucking looks of it..."

"Nick too" Clay whispers "But we can explain, I-"

"Explain what, Clay" she shouts "Charlotte made me think you two were never getting back together. Shit, she even promised it. I fucked up my relationship because of this"

"Kids, I think we should leave" Phil suggests

"But I want to-" Tommy begins but Ranboo hits him on the back of the head

"Don't be nosey"

"I'm not nosey, I just-" Tommy begins again, but gets interrupted once more, this time it's Jack hitting him ok the back of the head

"We're leaving" Tommy announces, grabbing his backpack and while going out, attempts to grab the smirnoff bottle, earning another scolding from Philza

"Put the bottle down, Tommy"

"Jesus, sorry oldie" he says, scurrying away

"Call me if you need anything, ok darling?" Kristin whispers to me before following the rest of the crew out. Tubbo manages to add a "you can call me too" in between this horrible awkward silence that has fallen amongst us.

"And now I am suddenly the bad guy" Angel says laughing in disbelief at what was going on in front of her "Why do you always manage to play the victim?"

"You're blowing things out of proportion Angie, it just happened, and it didn't really affect you, you did get back together with Nick" I try explaining

"You don't get it, do you?" she says, tears filling her eyes "It was never about you being with him, it was about our trust, our friendship. I was willing to end things with Nick that night at their house. You were the only thing in my mind, not him. But I guess I now see where your priorities lie" she adds, turning to look at Clay

"Angel..."

"No" she stops me "You don't get to do that" Angel starts shaking her head "I almost lost the best thing that has ever happened to me because of you. He is- he is so good to me I can't believe I almost destroyed that for someone that isn't worth it"

"You don't mean that" I say starting to cry too, tears rolling down my face

"Oh, I do" she begins once more, wiping the tears off her face "You're one of the most selfish, self-centered person I have met in my entire life" Angel points at me "Everything needs to go YOUR way, right? Coming from a wealthy background I don't get why never realized"

"I get what you're saying, but please just hear me-" I try to speak to her but she cuts me off again

"No, you don't get it, you will never get it. Your relationship with Clay is broken, it will always be, because he is broken... Staying with him means you will understand what being loved feels like"

"Don't lash out at him" I say and she lets out a sarcastic laugh. I get her being mad at me, but I can't have her speak about Clay like that

"What a surprise, defending him, again" Angel throws her hands up "You two are a ticking time bomb, that will fuck everyone over once it inevitably blows up. That's why you're selfish, you don't care about that, you only care about you and him"

I honestly don't know what to say, I can't lose her, she's my best friend

The room falls silent, Clay, George, Nick and Will all look at each other waiting for my response, but I physically can't talk. The alcohol from earlier still in my system makes me break down even harder. The only thing I'm capable of doing right now, is cry.

"Baby, come here" I hear Clay from behind me "It's fine, she's just mad at you"

"Oh, fuck you Clay" she shouts "What the fuck did you do to my best friend, she wasn't like this. She was independent, strong-minded, I've never seen her act this way, not over a guy"

"Angel, why don't you go back to your hotel for the night" Wilbur says, grabbing her arm

"No, fuck this, I'm going back to Orlando" she says calming down a bit "I hope you move in with him" Angel says turning to look at me "Because I swear to god if I see you in the house we're going to have an issue"

"Angie plea-"

"Don't Angie me. You're dead to me"

Letting out a deep breath, she turns around and grabs Nick by the wrist "I'm dealing with you later. I need the dick to get this cunt out of my head. But know I'm not forgetting the fact that you lied to me as well"

I stay standing there, shivering, trying to take everything that just happened in, I'm about to fall when I feel Clay grab me from behind

"No" I pull away from him "I lied to my best friend, she can't even look at me"

"She'll get over it-"

"I chose you over her" I fall down to my knees "How could I be so stupid"

"No, after everything we've been through I'm not letting you go" he sternly says

"See? She's right, we're being selfish"

"I know we are, but I don't care" he answers "When it comes to you, I'm always being selfish, and I do not care what anyone else says"

Clay walks closer to me and gets on the floor by my side. He cautioned his arm around me, but this time I let him

"I promised that in New York" he says starting to caress my arm "I'm not letting you lose me, or yourself"

"I can't deal with losing her, Clay" I sob "She's my bestfriend"

"She will come around baby, she can't stay mad at you forever"

"Can someone please explain what the fuck just went down in my living room" Wilbur says, standing still in between George and us

"I'll-" George sighs "I'll explain"

I weakly get up and make my way to the couch, curling up in a little ball, still crying. My eyes are puffy and I probably look like shit, but I don't care.

The cushion next to the one im laying on, shifts and a hand is placed on my back, drawing little circles

"It's all gonna be fine baby" he whispers, repeating that sentence over and over again until my eyes close and I doze off to sleep

"Dude" Wilbur says, scolding me

"What" I whisper, Charlotte just fell asleep and I need her to not wake up. She's been through a lot today

"You really are a douchebag" he says squinting his eyes at me

"What the fuck did George tell you" I say pinching my eyes

"That you cheated" he says

I turn to look at my bestfriend, giving him a death glare

"I'm not a fucking cheater ok, she cheated on me. I was just... let's say I was emotionally absent" I say trying to defend myself

"Wow, Dream, that's actually so much better" Will retorted, a slight glint of sarcasm in his voice as I let out a deep breath.

"What I mean is" I carefully say "We both fucked up, many times, and Angel said some pretty nasty things to me after our second breakup"

"Second?" he giggles, but quickly recomposes himself after the death glare I sent "Sorry, continue"

"That caused her and Sap to breakup for a couple of days. She is somewhat right, Charlotte and I are a ticking time bomb, and yes everyone would be better off if we just didn't see each other anymore" I sigh "But I just... I can't stop, ok? I'm selfish like that, I don't care about anyone else but her. She is the love of my life and the woman I intend on marrying one day"

"Are you delusional?" George speaks up for the first time "You've known the girl for what, a month? And you want to marry her?"

I stay silent for a minute. Really thinking it through.

"Yes" I simply answer "I can't see myself marrying or spending my life with anyone else. She taught me how to love, how to be loved"

"Shit... I... I didn't know it was that deep" George murmurs

"If Angel does manage to break us up, I don't see myself dating anyone else. This is it for me, guys"

Wilbur stands back in awe. Looking at me almost wide-eyed

"I ship it" he says "She's a nice girl, she's good for you"

"Thank you, Will" I can't help but smile "I really appreciate it"

"Anytime man"

"So... this is quite literally your third day on England and everything is royally fucked" George chuckles "What's your plan"

"Shit" I haven't even thought about it yet "Char is asleep now. When she wakes up I'll see what she wants to do"

"She can stay over, if you like" Will says, putting the used cups on the sink "I have an extra bedroom"

"That would be nice, I don't want to wake her up... she's still mildly drunk"

"I don't know how all the yelling didn't sober her up" he chuckles "It sure as hell did it for me"

"And me" my best friend adds

"She has... a special ability to get drunk" I laugh, remembering all of the times i looked after her

"Should we call Nick..." George

"Jesus Christ, he'll get dragged through hell and back" I say, feeling guilty over it. After all he lied to his girlfriend because of me

"And MCC is like in two weeks" George mentions

"What the fuck does that have to do with anything?" Will asks, almost shocked

"Everything! He will be off his game" the shorter british boy argues

"And since when do you even care about MCC"

Both of them start arguing and I just zone out. I think about Charlotte and Nick and my relationship, and how the fuck I'm supposed to fix this.

Angel basically kicked Charlotte out, and even if she doesn't have the power to do that, Charlie will want to leave in hopes it will help things between them

"Clay..." I hear Charlotte call out for me, so I excuse myself, going back to the living room

"Hi baby" I smile "I was going to move you to Will's guest room"

"Can we crash here?" she asks, and I slowly nod

I lift her up bridal style and take her to the room Wilbur mentioned earlier. Slowly I place her on the bed, kissing the top if her head. She is truly the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my entire life.

"Move in with me" I spontaneously say "Fuck the sorority, fuck Angel, fuck everything... just move in with me"

"Huh?" she asks, a mixture of sleep and drunkness on her voice

"I want you to move in with me" I reassure, this time sounding a lot more confident

"We just got back together, Clay" she mumbles onto the pillow "I'll just find an apartment"

"No, I want you close to me. Move in my house you won't have to pay for rent, Nick doesn't... just please say yes" i say, almost pleading

"Again, we just officialized things, give it some time" she repeats herself

"Fuck the timing, Char" I complain. Now I'm debating whether I should say what I'm about to or not. It might scare her, it might not...

I just- need to get it off my chest

"Charlotte" I repeat and wait a few seconds, so that she turns to look at me. Once she does, I continue "I fully intend on marrying you one day, have a family with you, or not, just adopt cats if you want, thirty of them for all I care. We can move back to New York, move anywhere you want. But I do plan on spending the rest of my life with you. So... under that logic, you will move in with me sooner or later, we're just making it rather sooner than later"

She stares at me dumbfounded. Not a single thought behind her eyes.

"Did you just fucking propose to me while I'm drunk?" she slurs

"To be fair, it wasn't a proposal, I was just... predicting what will happen..?" I try and excuse myself "Look, thing is I-"

"If I agree to move in with you, would you stop rambling?" she asks, interrupting what I was about to say

"Mhm, pretty much" I agree

"Fine" she says sighing "I will move in with you" after she says those words, I let out a breath I didn't even realize I was holding

"Jesus, have I told you how much I love you?" I say "You're the love of my life"

"I love you too" she giggles, and turns around snuggling her face on the pillow "Can you big spoon me, please?" she says, and even though I can't see her, I know she's pouting. So fucking cute

"Of course" I answer, slowly placing my body behind hers and wrapping an arm around her waist.

After a few minutes of me drawing circles with my hands on her thigh, her ass starts grinding on me.

Remember when I said she was cute? Well fucking scratch that. She is the Devil, waiting for me to sin.

I forgot she gets horny drunk.

"Fuck, Charlotte" I groan

"What?" she innocently asked. But there's nothing innocent in this girl.

"I don't want to take advantage of you"

"I want you to" she whispers onto my mouth, shifting to my ear "You can use me, Clay. Remember I am your little sex toy"

Aaaand that is it. I'm fully hard now. But I can't allow myself to do it, not when she's like this, in this state. So as much as it pains me, I shake my head no.

"Tomorrow" I say, placing a small kiss on her forehead "Rest well, because I will fuck the shit out of you"

"Oh come on" she says, clearly teasing me "You propose but won't fuck me while drunk?"

"Yeah, pretty much so"

"Prude" she slurs, snuggling into the blanket

"Slut" I chuckle

Turning off the lamp on the nightstand, I make my way out of the room, making sure the door is closed behind me. I then look up to see my best friend, leaning on the doorway leading back to the living room

"Sex toy? Really?" He teases

"Why do you always manage to listen to that shit" I laugh "Like, actually"

"I'm not judging man" he answers, throwing his hands up "Just try and keep it low next time"

"Fuck off"

"Oh Clay, please" he teases again, so I run after him ready to tackle him to the floor

"You lot act like little kids" Will says, shaking his head

"It's Dream's fault" George complains "He's like a fucking rat"

"Why am I a rat" I turn to look at him in confusion

"Rats fuck all day, right...?" he asks, looking very lost. In result, Wilbur and I burst out laughing

"I think you meant rabbits" Will corrects him in between breaths

"Same thing" he fights back

"No" I take a deep breath "It's not" and then I wheeze, laughing at my best friend's stupidity

"Well you shouldn't be laughing, you have a huge problem on your hands" He sneers

Aaand all of my previous problems come rushing back in

"Way to kill the mood, man" Will chuckles

"Fuck, I know" I sigh "I just hope Angel doesn't drive Nick away from us"

"She won't" George reassures me "He's our brother, he will know how to balance it out"

"Dream Team house will have to be postponed then" I chuckle

"Yeah, we can still have a content house and then move to apartments separately, going there to record or have sleepovers" George says, trying to find a solution

"Or buy a house big enough so that neither of them cross paths" Will adds "Plus, doesn't Angel live at a sorority? She did say that, right?"

"Yeah, she did" I say, Will's idea doesn't seem that bad, and I want to still live with my friends. It has been our dream since we were little kids

"Ok, just do that" Will smiles "It wasn't that diff-" he continues, but my phone cuts him off

When I check it, I see a 'Nick' displayed on the screen.

'They need to talk'

I quickly hit the speaker button, so that both of the boys standing in front of me can also hear

"Yeah clearly" I answer

"Bring Charlotte over to the hotel tomorrow, I'll give you the room number" Nick answers

"Maybe it's too soon-" George argues "Just give it time"

"Easy for you to say that George, your girlfriend isn't in the middle of this" Nick almost shouts, but quickly lowers his voice "There's relationships at stake here"

I turn to look at my best friend "He's right"

George quickly raises both of his hands "I was just giving my opinion, you do you"

"We will" Nick answers from the phone "See you tomorrow, Clay"

I hit end call, and stare at both of the Brits in front of me in silence

"There's no way in hell that ends well" Will simply says

And he is fucking right

I wake up to a big headache, drinking and crying was not one of my brightest ideas. And well, confronting my best friend after our big fight yesterday might also be causing slight nausea

Clay said Sapnap wanted me there so Angel and I could talk shit out. I just hope she understands me and why I need Dream.

The drive to the hotel isn't that long, and once inside, we made our way to the actual room

"Could you knock?" I ask Clay while standing before the big wooden door

"Don't be a pussy" he says, and I give him big puppy eyes

Earning a deep breath, he walks behind me and softly knocks on the door, almost embracing me as he does it

"Can you get that Angie" we hear Sapnap shout from inside the room

"Why are you so fucking lazy" my best friend answers. Hearing Angel's voice makes me feel bad for everything I made her go through

Slowly the doorknob turns down, opening the door before us

"If It's room service, we didn't order an-" she begins but quickly stops when she realizes it's me "What are you doing here?" her tone quickly changing

"I... I came to talk" I shyly say, suddenly losing all the confidence I had built up

"There's absolutely nothing to talk about" she nonchalantly says. And that scares me, she doesn't seem emotionally affected by these whilst I'm a complete wreck

"Well, Nick said... he said that I could come so we could talk" I explain

"Nick?" Angel asks, turning back to look inside the room "Why the fuck would you do that? I explicitly said I didn't want to see the cunt ever again"

Deserved, but ouch

"Are you fucking kidding me Nick?" Clay shouts from behind me, pushing Angel out of the way to get inside the room. I follow him closely, standing on the hallways alone with Angel seems terrifying at the moment

"What?" he calmly says, laying on the hotel bed

"She didn't know?" Clay says

"Didn't know what?"