* The Secrets Behind His Mask * {( H 2 O V A N O S S )} [✅]

Chapter 7: That's A Cute Way To Hold Your 'FRIEND'~

(A/N:) I know it's been a while but here's chapter seven. The feels are real. The majority of this chapter was indeed written by merp_im_a_PANDA so go follow them for a good time ;)

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Jonathan's POV:

After lunch we went back to the center, planing to stay together this time and hang as a whole group. 

"Hey, bud, you going to the after party tonight?"  Craig said quite loud as he came up from behind me, scaring me a bit.

"Jesus," I laugh, holding my beating chest.

"Correct, that is my name," we both laugh at his ridiculous comment, "but yeah... are ya?"

"Uh..." I rubbed the back of my neck nervously, me and parties don't mix...

"Nah," Evan said wrapping an arm around my shoulders, "I already told him he's hanging with me, I still need to beat his ass at War."

"Evan! Stop fucking stealing our man! He's not just yours!" Craig whined, giving Evan a glare from the other side of me.  I knew what Evan was doing, it's like he could sense my need of saving from miles away.  I felt so weird in this situation; I didn't want to go to the party, yet I didn't want to disappoint Mini.  I stare into Evan's confused gaze as I remove his arm and turn to a walking Craig, poking him slightly in the elbow.

"Aight' I'll go, I'll go,"  I laugh as Craig fist pumps the air.  I turn to Evan who was straight faced, and considerably slowing his walking pace. I turn back to Craig for what feels like the millionth time and tell him I'll only be a few seconds as I turn back to Evan and stop him by putting my hands upon his chest.  Evan looks shocked at my hands placed on his chest, I quickly take them off and clear my throat before I speak.  "I know that you were trying to help me, and thank you for that, but Mini looked really upset.  That's why I said I would go and you don't gotta co-"

"I am then too," Evan quickly responded, cutting me off.  I smile softly at him and laugh as I remember he can't see my face.  Evan looks up and chuckles a bit too, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Um, excuse me?"  I turn quickly to see a small girl who looked no older than ten, holding out what presumed to be a piece of artwork within her hands.  "Could I possibly give this to you?  And could you also sign my hat?"  She looked between the both of us anxiously, "oh, sorry, I mean the both of you I love both of you very much so it would be such an honor to get both of your signatures."  I giggle as I walk towards her and bend down to her level, she was so cute!

"Wow, did you make that?"  I ask as I look at her detailed drawing of Vanoss with my character poking from behind him holding up a middle finger; what have we done to the children of our future?
"Yeah," she said shyly and sad-like, swaying back and forth,"I feel kind of bad that I didn't make one for you though, I just didn't know you were coming..."

"Oh, pshh, that's aight' I didn't even know either!"  I laugh, booping her nose with my pinkie finger, making her giggle. 

"So, ya gotta pen?" She nodded and pulled one out quickly, passing the hat to me instantly. 

"Hey there!" I heard Evan say to the girl a few steps next to me.  I didn't hear much after that as I finished signing her hat, writing a little extra 'remember who you are' Mufasa shit because I fucking love the fucking Lion King. 

"Nooo, Evan, that isn't what I meant," I hear the girl whine to Evan.  I hear Evan sigh just as I look over to him crouching with the little girl hanging from his arm.  What is she talking about?  They seem to not have noticed I was done as Evan quickly whispered her an answer.  As the girl giggled, she rocked on her heels, making eye contact with me with a shriek as if she had gotten caught stealing something.  Evan quickly looks up at me with a half smile as he stands up.  I hand the hat and such to Evan for him to sign and almost as soon as he gives it back to the little girl she crosses her arms. "I don't believe you Mr. Sir, just wait and see and I'll be double right!" She said with a huff towards Evan, you could tell she was trying really hard to hide a giggle as she curtsied and skipped away.

"What da hell?"  I ask in Evan's direction with a soft laugh and was taken aback to see a pink hue dusting over his carmel cheeks when I looked at him.  He shakes his head with a smile and puts a hand on my upper back, steering me towards the way everyone was walking before we had stopped.  What had they talked about?  What could she possibly have said to make Evan so flustered? 

"Jon, do I have to carry you or will you keep walking?"  I hear Evan ask jokingly with a chuckle as I feel his hand slide lower down my back, bit by bit.  I matched his speed with a laugh but really I couldn't help to think only of his hand on my back, sliding lower yet.  I looked over to Evan who didn't even seem to notice, was it bad to say that I didn't hate it?  Fuck, someone fucking kill me now and hide my fucking body.  What the hell am I even thinking, just what the actual fuck, Jon. 

"There ye guys are!"  I hear a thick irish accent flow past my ears, it was David.

"Yeah, sorry, there was this cute little girl who gave me this!"  Evan smiled, pushing the drawing in his hand at David.

"Oly shit, man! Fookin' good shit right dare, man."

"I know right!"

"Evan, that's cute, the way your holding Delirious," I hear Tyler laugh as I realize that Evan's arm had rested itself on the curve of my back, hooked around my side, I could feel the heat of his body close to mine.  I snapped my head to Evan who smiled with a proud yep following after, slowly letting his arm fall off my back and to his side. 

"Just can't' keep yerself off em, can ya Evan?"  Nogla laughed along with the other boys, thank god they couldn't see my bright fucking fire truck red face right now. 

"Nope!"  Evan chuckled, face a light blush as he opened his phone, his smile faltering a bit.  As the others started to rant about H2ovanoss or some shit again like this morning, I looked directly at Evan, something was wrong and it radiated from him like a hydrogen bomb aftermath.

"Hey," I ask, placing a hand on his elbow softly, "what's wrong?"

"Oh, ha, nothings wrong, man everythings great... why?" 

"Evan, the bullshit leaving your mouth is so smelly right now that it's legitly hurting my nose,"  I chuckle and flick his arm lightly.  Evan remained silent and I studied his features carefully. He was looking down at his phone blankly as if staring through it. "Evan, seriously, what's up?" I questioned, watching as he put his phone in his pocket.

"Yeah," he mumbled, "There's nothing wrong Jonathan, let's just enjoy the rest of our time here before the YouTuber party." Evan flashed a weak smile and bumped shoulders with me as he walked past, following after the rest of the group. I stepped in pace behind him, examining the back of his head as if it'd help me read his mind. To know what he's feeling, what he's thinking. To know what ever is making him upset.

Throughout the rest of the convention, Evan seemed distant, a fake smile plastered to his face. "Dude, what's up with him?" Brock asked me as we stood on the sidelines, watching Evan sign several hats, posters and shirts, occasionally taking a selfie with a fan.

"I don't know...I don't like it. He's being too distant." I said, folding my arms slightly. Brock looked from me to Evan and back again.

"Do-" He paused, as if letting his mind put his thoughts together. His eyes flickered back to Evan and he muttered quietly, "do you like him?"

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(A/N:) I know! It ends there! Either way, I hope you really enjoyed it and thanks for reading! :3

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