1: Whispering Smoke - Evan Peters

Blood Nose

Kyle took a step back, and scratched the back of his head with his hand.

"Uh, Alex? I'll be inside, come find me when you're done," Kyle gave me a wink and waved at Evan as he weaved his way through the line outside and disappeared inside. Evan watched in disbelief as Kyle walked away.

I sighed and rested my head against the brick wall behind me, taking a deep breath in and out. Evan approached me, standing next to me against the wall.

"What do you want Evan?" I asked blatantly, not making eye contact. My heart was beating so hard and fast in my chest, I couldn't believe he was standing next to me.

"What are you doing with fucking Kyle?" He asked, lighting a cigarette and bringing it up to his lips. I saw his bloodied knuckles again and sighed, finally looking up into his eyes.

He looked different, his hair was long and his facial hair had grown out into a short beard. There were big, dark bags under his eyes.

"You've looked better," I said, reaching out my hand and asking for Evan's cigarette. He laughed and passed the cigarette to me, and I took a drag. I kept it in my hand as we stood in silence.

"You know Kyle is a fucking dick, he was all through high school," Evan stated, taking the cigarette back.

"Yeah well he seemed into me," I said, watching Evan's eyes slit in anger. I guess he was jealous.

"Yeah he's into anything that breathes," Evan said, letting out a small laugh.

I stared at him as if my eyes were daggers, and went to brush passed Evan to walk back inside. Evan grabbed onto my wrist and pulled me backwards.

"You're not going back in there with him, there's no fucking way. I would fucking beat the shit out of him," Evan said, shaking his head in anger.

"You don't fucking control me Evan, I can fuck whoever I want, we're not together," I stated, ripping my hand away from his tight grasp.

"I've tried calling you almost everyday for the last month, I said I was sorry I was a fucking dick, but I haven't even spoke to or seen Emma since," Evan said, grabbing onto my hands softly. I let him hold them.

"What are you doing here anyway?" I asked softly, looking into his dark eyes.

"Curtis asked me to come," Evan answered, pulling me in closer.

Fucking Curtis.

I could smell Evan's familiar scent and I almost melted into him. I really missed him, he made me feel safe, but I also couldn't decide whether to forgive him and try again. It seemed to be what he wanted.

"What do you want from me Evan?" I asked, our faces only inches away from each other.

"I want you to give me another chance," Evan said softly, confirming my thoughts. I looked into his eyes and saw how sincere they were. I could feel him leaning in, and soon our lips were connected. I kissed him back, as he held my waist and pulled me into him. We kissed long and hard for a minute before we both pulled away. Evan reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Please?" He whispered, I could barely hear him over the music playing inside.

I backed away from him and sighed, biting down on my thumb nail, thinking. Evan looked at me with critical eyes, trying to read my facial expression. I looked at how handsome he was, despite how tired he looked.

"Okay," I decided and Evan smiled so widely, pulling me into his arms and lifting me up into the air. I grabbed onto his shoulders in surprise as he finally put me down.