Mine. [Evan Peters x Reader] | (21+)

Chapter 3

Your POV

I run home as quickly as possible. I slammed the door behind me. I look around the house for anyone.

"Mom! Dad!" I yell. No answer, still not at home? It's 9:45, must be working late. I run up stairs and to lock my door.

I want Evan, I knew I should of stayed, I hope he is okay. I needed someone to talk to, and of course Evan is busy. I call the only person that I knew I could count on, cousin (Favorite/FemaleCousin/Name). She was there for me to play with when I was little, besides Evan. I decided to call her after I take a shower and get dress for bed. I call her before I call Evan to make sure he's okay.

I turn the hot water on and take off all my clothes. I look at my body in the mirror and sighed at my figure. I hop in the shower in, letting the hot water, relaxing my nerves and tensions.

I starting thinking about Evan, his laugh, his smile, the way he calls me the cutest thing he's ever seen. He's always there for me and I'm there for him, were like the best of friends... maybe something more.

I step out of the shower, in what seemed like forever and dry myself off with a towel. I get dressed in a white lace nightgown, white underwear and some knee socks, since the house is cold. Once I got dress, I got to our house phone, and called (F/FC/N), she answered the phone, quietly.

"Hello" she said whispering. I talked in a normal tone.

"Hey, (F/FC/N), it's me, (Y/n)" I say.

"Oh, hey girl, what's up"

"I just need someone to talk to haha"

"Okay, I'm here, what do you... wanna talk about?"

"Umm... I don't know"

"How about that cute boyfriend of yours, what's his name? Peter?"

"His name is Evan and-"

"Yeah! How is he?"

"Umm... Good I guess"

"Well, that's-" the phone line cut off.

"Hello? Hello?" I say, did she hang up? No, she couldn't have hung up in the middle of a sentence. I hear the front door open, I walk down stairs and try to recall (F/FC/N). When I made it down stairs, in the dark living room, the front door was cracked open.

I shut it and lock the door.

"Mom! Dad! Are you here!" I yell, no answer. I run back up stairs in my room and look at my time on my night stand, 11:58. My ear was still on the block phone. She finally picked up again.