Summary: You've lived next door to Evan Peters all your life. You're best friends. Little does he know you have been madly in love with him for most of your friendship.
What happens when he suddenly gets a part on American Horror Story and leaves y...
Your POV: "Evan I got your.....package." I have to fight another fit of laughter at mentioning this to him. He, on the other hand almost busts my eardrum with his crazed hyena laugh.
After school yesterday, I came home to find a small box waiting in the middle of my bed. Upon opening said box, I discovered the most beautiful ring I've ever seen.
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It was wrapped around some kind of small cylindrical object, that upon further inspection I came to identify as a small vibrator.
"So...I get how the ring is for us both. It let's people know I'm yours; I love it by the way; but how exactly is a vibrator supposed to benefit us when you're not here??" "Well I thought while we were on the phone you could..." He clears his throat nervously as heat rushes through me instantly. "Aww I can actually hear you blushing baby." I giggle to which he growls. "Ha. Ha. It was a stupid idea just forget it-" "Hang on, let me get it." "Wh-really?!" He squeaks in my ear. Eyeing the vibrator warily, I settle back into the pillows.
I take a deep shaky breath. "Ok Evan I'm ready." "Shit ok, umm..."
An awkward silence grows as nerves get the both of us.
"How is it that you're my fiancé, who I've slept with already and I'm all of a sudden shy around you like a first time virgin?" I can just see him throwing his hands up in exasperation. "I don't know, you tell me. I feel the exact same right now." "I guess it's just because we are so used to just....grabbing each other and doing what we want instead of saying it." "Yeah I'm used to you just pinning me against the nearest surface..." I trail off biting my lip at the thought. "I love sliding my hands up your legs to your thighs, feeling you tremble as I get closer and closer to yo-"
"Evan, you're needed on set!" sudden shrieking from Evan's end of the line cuts him off mid word. "Son of a-coming!" His reply is muffled so I assume he has turned his mouth away from the phone.
"Well baby the set calls. Pick this up later?" His voice is clearer now. "It's a date. I love you." "Love you more." He hangs up before I can argue.
*Four Weeks Later*
"Write the definitions for the words on page 67 and study them for a test next Monday!" Mr. Gibson screeches as we rush from fourth period.
"I swear that man could break glass if he would go up just one more octave." My friend Cynthia jokes as we cram books into our lockers. "Tell me about it. I swear I saw cracks forming in his glasses." "Make it fun this weekend." She winks then heads down the hall.
Checking my phone for any kind of alerts from Evan, I crash into a warm solid weight.
"Oh crap I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying atten-oh it's just you." "Hello gorgeous. You're just who I wanted to see."
Alex makes no attempt to hide the fact his eyes are glued to my chest.
"Fuck off Alex" I've managed only two steps passed him before he reacts; my head emits a sickening crack where it slams into the lock of someone's locker, causing my eyes lose focus enough that he is a blur standing before me.
I try to concentrate on him in anticipation of his next move, but the stabbing pain radiating from my skull makes it hard.
"And tell Evan you're mine." Is all I catch of his threat as he leaves me in a crumpled heap on the floor.
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My eyes snap shut again just as fast as they opened; the harsh overhead light feels as though it's burning through my retinas. Someone keeps ringing a bell in my ears.
"(Y/N)? Hey can you hear me?" Eyes still closed, I nod slowly to whoever is speaking to me through the bell.
Will someone please kill the bell ringer?!
"She's awake but her eyes are closed."
I already know this. Why do you feel the need to tell me?
"Alright good. She's still sensitive; as to be expected. But everything looks normal. She should be fine in an hour or two."
Oh she wasn't informing me. She was informing the other voice.
"(Y/N) your parents are here to take you home."
I pry my eyes open enough to see my mom take my hand to lead me to the car.
*Later That Night*
"I'll fucking kill him! That asshole better never touch you again!"
Evan passes in and out of frame of his laptop screen while he paces the floor. Once I finally was able to keep my eyes open for more than a few seconds, I texted Evan asking if he could Skype.
Ten minutes later he is still threatening Alex's life.
"Evan calm down I'm fine. I just have a headache and the bruise on my back." The glare he shoots me is cold enough to freeze hell. "Calm down? Seriously? My fiancé is attacked, your ring stolen, while I'm not there to defend you and I'm supposed to calm down?" He snorts "fat chance of that happening baby." He mutters more threats on Alex's life to which I just sigh complete with a roll of my eyes.
A/N: *hides in shame* oh this chapter sucks. I'm sorry guys. 😞
