Evan: Wanna skip lunch and ur fourth period to hang out?
Me: 🤭🤭 Absolutely. You down to hang out at my place? It's not too exciting but we could figure something out from there
Evan: Sounds good to me. I'll drive
Me: 🫡
I bite back my smile as I click my phone off, knowing I should be paying attention in class. Wilbur didn't show up today, but I can't blame him. We offered to skip and be with him all day, but he said he just wants to be alone, so we'll respect that.
The bell finally rings and everyone rushes out of the classroom. I tell Evan I'll find him in the parking lot and walk next to Rachel.
"We're going to my place. Right now,"
"Oh!" She says with a grin. "Hmm, I wonder what could happen at your place."
"Beautiful things, I think. He's not even my boyfriend, though. Yet."
"Yet." Rachel laughs. "Keep me updated. See ya later. Love you."
"Love you too!" I yell back as I turn and head outside.
I walk over to Evan's car and climb in, setting my bag by my feet. I give him directions to my house as music quietly plays on the way. School isn't too far away, and as we get out, Evan looks over a couple of houses away.
"Is that Wilbur's house?"
"Yeah, he's close by." I say. "Rachel's further 'cause of her tax bracket."
He chuckles and I unlock the front door. I step in but nearly shriek as I see my father sitting on the couch. He looks back and gives me a smile.
"Work let me off extra early." He explains, then gives a strange look to Evan. "Who's this?"
Quickly, I have to make up a reason why he's here other than for the purpose of making out and feeling each other up. "Evan. We have a project together."
Evan gives him a hello, obviously also shocked by my dad's presence.
"Wanna stay for dinner?" Dad offers. Most fathers would be pissed that I brought a guy over without permission, but sometimes, he can be oblivious. "I was gonna order something."
I give him a look, trying to signal that he doesn't have to, but Evan just nods. "I'd love to, thank you."
"Sounds good. Go work on that project! Don't let senioritis hit you."
We both give him an awkward laugh before I lead him down the hallway to my room. I shut the door behind me and lean my head back against it.
"I'm so sorry. He parks in the garage so I didn't even check."
"It's fine," Evan smiles. "I'll have to meet him eventually anyways, right?"
I bite the inside of my cheek. "Right. So, we have, like, four hours until he'll order dinner."
"That's a lot of free time."
"I agree," We stare at each other with small smiles before I finally kiss him. We sit on the edge of my bed, but as soon as we do, I hear footsteps in the hallway. I push Evan off the bed and grab my bookbag, quickly handing him a random notebook and I open my laptop.
My dad opens the door up and grins. "Let's keep this open, please."
"Okay," I reply, waiting for him to walk off. Once he does, I groan and lean back. "I wanna take a nap."
"I have my own homework to do." Evan says, handing me my notebook back. "I can chill in here and do it quietly if you wanna sleep for a bit. We were out pretty late last night."
