𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐘𝐖𝐀𝐘 || 𝐓𝐗𝟐 𝐗 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES MENTIONS AND CONVERSATIONS ABOUT SELF-HARM, MENTAL ILLNESS, AND SUICIDE!!! IF YOU DON'T FEEL COMFY WITH THESE TOPICS, PLEASE DON'T READ! IF YOU OR ANYONE YOU KNOW IS HAVING THOUGHTS OF SUICIDE, PLEASE GO SEE A PROFESSIONAL!! ILY <3333 ANY CHAPTERS LIKE THIS THAT DISCUSS THESE TOPICS WILL HAVE AN "⚰️" EMOJI

Cam's POV: 

I need to get them together. I mean, come on! It's obvious! Evan obviously likes her! Like when he kissed her on stage, got all happy when she came down the stairs, and they were even cuddling in her room! I have to get them together!

Y/N's POV:

Me and Evan were in my room, once again, on my bed and cuddling. Evan was fast asleep while I went through my phone. Cam cracked the door open with a smirk. "When are you gonna ask him?~" He teased. I looked at him, playing dumb. "What do you mean?" He huffed quietly. "I mean, when are you gonna ask Evan out?" I shook my head. "I don't like him," even I knew that was a lie. "And besides, even if I did, it'd be way too soon. We've known each other for not even a full week." Cam pouted and left the room. I sighed and ran my fingers through Evan's bright dyed red hair while lolling my head backward. 

Later, I came down the stairs, scrolling through MCR memes. "Evan! Do we have anymore pasta?" I called, sliding down the railing. "It's already boiling!" He called back. I gave him a fake whimsical look. "Aw. My savior." I said dramatically. "KISS!" Cam yelled. I flipped him off and rolled my eyes with a smile.

Evan's POV:

Holy shit I fucking love her smile. And her personality. And everything about her.

Y/N's POV:

I saw Evan spacing down so I snapped my fingers in his face. "Evan? Earth to Evan Thomas." He snapped back into reality and gave me an adorable, shy smile. "Sorry, what happened?" I softly smiled and ruffled his hair. "Nothing." He nodded and wrapped an arm around my shoulder. 

Evan's POV:

As Y/N wrapped her arm around my shoulder, a caught a glimpse of a butterfly tattoo on her shoulder. I took a deep breath and led her into my room.

Y/N's POV:

I raised an eyebrow as Evan led me into his room. "Yeah?" He took a deep breath and looked me in the eyes. "Y/N/N... Can I see your arms?" I knew that fucking question was gonna fucking happen. He saw my butterfly tattoo. I shook my head and pulled my arms closer to myself. "Y/N." I looked back at him, my vision blurry with tears. "Did you self-harm when you were younger...?" I nodded and he hugged me close. "Oh, angel..." He whispered. I sobbed into his chest as he held me close. "I-I'm sorry..." I whimpered. I didn't know why I was apologizing but I felt like I should. "No, no, sweetheart." Evan said, cupping my face. "You don't have a thing to apologize for." I nodded and clung onto him as he laid us down on his bed. I sobbed until I fell asleep, my grip on Evan not loosening for a moment.

Cam's POV:

An hour had passed by since Evan led Y/N into his room so I snuck in, thinking he got laid. What I saw was a shocker, but still heartwarming. Evan was propped up on his headboard with Y/N on his chest, fast asleep with tear streaks down her S/C face. "That's one way to have se-" Evan quickly cut me off. "We didn't fuck, dude... Poor girl, she was crying her little heart out." Evan said as he stroked her hair. "When are you gonna ask her out though?" He shook his head. "It's too early maybe after a month I'll start getting flirty." I nodded in satisfaction and left the room.