ᴀʟɪᴇɴs ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ 👾 (ᴇᴠᴀɴ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

^ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ^

 “Is that blood?” The blonde-haired man questioned staring at Y/N through wide eyes knowing fully well that blood never had meant something good. 

“Look the reason that we came in such a rush is because-” However Cassie never got out the rest whilst Y/N began to fall forward. Evan swiftly dashing forward and catching her. His arms were encircled tightly around her, keeping the stranger from collapsing to the floor. 

“Don’t touch me!” She tried to exclaim it only coming out a little under a whisper.  She didn’t want his hand on her that was obvious enough. Of course she was afraid of him being an other… No petrified that he would turn on them. 

“I won’t hurt you I promise… Look I just want to help,” He reassured never breaking his iron grip on her. “If I let you go you’ll fall,” 

“Do you have medical supplies it’s pretty bad,” Cassie spoke up nervousness boiling inside her.

“How bad is bad?” Evan questioned staring down at the woman in his arms who seemed about to faint. 

“I got shot,” Y/N explained finally meeting his green pupils which had been barring into her soul. “Two hours ago and then we stumbled here,” Y/N explained as if it were no big deal, however, they could both tell how much of a struggle it had been for her to keep her eyes open. 

“Well fuck it,” Evan exclaimed putting one of his hands on the small part of her back and swinging her so that his arm was underath the back of her knees carrying her bridal style.  

She let out a cry in pain… One of which was hard for him to ignore.

Once he got her to the bathroom she was set onto the counter, as he began rummaging through the cabinet under the sink. Until he finally found the first aid kit in which he had been searching for. 

“Can you go grab the alcohol from the kitchen- your first left down the hall?” Evan asked Cassie thus she nodded eagerly dashing out of the room. “Do you mind if I…” The blonde-haired man trailed off at the end staring at her shirt in which blocked him from seeing her wound. 

However he then realized how out of it she was reaching for the scissors ready to cut her shirt. Although Y/N cowered away in fear. “Please don’t hurt me,” She cried putting her hands up in defence frantically searching the room. 

“I’m not- I’m trying to help you…” He reassured once Cassie came back and handed him the alcohol. “Just let him help he’s the best chance we have,” The blonde-haired woman explained and that had been when she finally saw how bad her wound really was. 

“There's no exit wound that means-” 

“That means we're going to have to pull out the bullet,” Cassie mumbled through wide eyes. “Do you have any tweezers?” The last thing that Evan or Cassie wanted to ever have to do. 

“No… No it can stay in there,” Y/N cried glancing over at her shoulder which was heavily bleeding. 

“It’ll get infected,” Evan mumbled through a sigh. “So we have to,” 

Three hours later Y/N had the bullet out of her shoulder, it being bandaged and ready for healing. However Evan had saved her life and even if Y/N could barely keep her eyes open she couldn’t help yet to hug him tightly… Whilst he was the first man to save her life and the first man in a long time that wasn’t an other and that was something worth living for. 

“Evan you’re a fucking dick,” Y/N laughed shoving him aside. “Come on just let me go… I grew up hunting,” She tried to reason however failed once he crossed his arms. 

“Look Y/N I need you alive and that’s why I won’t let you come,” He mumbled through a sigh. “Everything I do is to protect you,” 

“Please let me come I need to get out of this house I can’t stay here forever,” Y/N explained this succeeding as Evan gradually began to nod his head. “Thank you!” Y/N  exclaimed leaping into his arms and kissing him all over. 

“Well get ready because I have a surprise,” He explained through a wink. 

And that had been how hours later they could be found by the edge of a creek in the middle of the woods. “What are we doing here?” Y/N questioned through wide eyes as Evan began to take off his clothes. 

“It’s called having fun,” He exclaimed leaping into the water through a wide grin. “I thought we could use some time to relax,” 

“You know we have well water back at the house and surely could have filled up the bathtub,” Y/n pointed out staring at the blonde-man like he had two heads. 

“Well look who’s scared of it being o dangerous now,” Evan laughed however Y/N didn't seem to blink twice about stripping off all of her clothes. She was then left in nothing except her underwear. 

“How the hell did you get me to agree to this?” Y/N questioned wrapping her legs around his torso from under the water. 

“Well maybe it’s because you love me?” He questioned through a smirk , she giggled playing with the nip of his neck something in which he loved. 

“Haha maybe,” She mumbled through a laugh.

 “You’re fucking so adoable and you don’t even know it,” He mumbled curressing her cheek. “You look nervous-” He pointed out whilst her legs tightened around him. 

“I mean… Are you sure it’s safe out here this is amazing and all but what about.. “ However he had cut her off with nothing less of a kiss. Their lips meeting in sync like two puzzle pieces meant to be together. 

Her lips were soft like a fluffy blanket whilst he tasted like honey and oh boy could she never get enough of him. His sent oh lord his scent sent shivers down her spine alas it engulfed her. The cinnamon, and cologne and the pine… Why couldn’t she have a perfume of him. 

However to her that wasn’t even Evan’s best feature, his hair seemed to be one of them. The way that she could run her fingers through the soft locks. Or his lips the ones that were so soft and yummy against hers… Then there was his eyes, his apple green eyes that always reassured her that everything would be alright. 

“If I die it’s your fault,” She whispered against his lips ready to push them together once again. 

“You won’t die not as long I’m here… And if you do end up dying then at least we’ll die together,” He pointed out whilst she shoved him away and that had been the story to how a splashing war began… And then a dunking war, and then kissing war and so on. That had been the best and brightest day either of them have had in a long time and it surely wouldn’t be the last as long as they could be found together.  

However their happiness surely couldn't last forever. 

This was it for Evan Walker… This was when he finally stumbled upon meeting place number two of emergency locations. This place was the second of three, and he prayed to god that inside this laid Y/N or anything that could lead him to the love of his life. 

Gradually his hand found way to the door handle ready to open it into the one place that would hold the future of if he would find Y/N or not, and the question lies in whether or not she was in here.