Updating schedules may change, finals are coming up so I'm going to be hounded with homework, will still try to update every week! :)
P.S- This story may or may not be reaching its end! ;) And sorry about the shorter chapter this week, next one will be longer! :)
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Jonathan could hardly wait to be home, he had to see Evan, every second without him was killing him. They were only a few hours away, though. He just had to hold on, they'd be there soon.
But soon just wasn't soon enough for him.
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"Evan, could you literally have chosen anybody else to date? He's not good for you!" Tyler said as him and Evan walked down the street towards where they were meeting the guys for lunch.
"What's wrong with him? He's absolutely perfect." Evan argued, bored of hearing Tyler constantly patronizing him for his dating decisions.
"He's a criminal." He argued.
Evan rolled his eyes. "So am I."
"He's been to jail." Tyler tried again.
"You don't know me." Evan replied smugly, continuing to walk.
"You've been to jail?" His friend asked in disbelief.
Evan shrugged, ignoring his question. "What's your point here, Tyler? Why can't I date him?" He was seriously getting irritated, planning on chewing out the guys later for leaving him alone with Tyler all the time.
"Because he's trouble-" Tyler started once more, only to have Evan cut him off.
"So am I, Tyler. You know just because you don't like my boyfriend doesn't mean I have to break up with him. You're not my boss so quit acting like it, I'm sick of you trying to get me to break up with him! Why can't you just accept the fact that I love him!" Evan snapped, storming into the restaurant. His eyes scanned the place before landing on the corner booth everyone was sat at.
He walked over and sat down next to Jonathan, who immediately wrapped an arm around him. "What's wrong?" He asked, noticing how pissed off his boyfriend looked.
"Tyler." Evan growled, leaning into Jonathan a bit more as Tyler joined them, eyeing the couple warily.
"Evan-"
"Fuck off."
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Tyler watched Jonathan as they drove, noting how much he fidgeted in his seat, constantly checking the time and hanging off every word about where they were. Jonathan really loved Evan, and he still kicked himself for not realizing it when they first started dating.
Those two were in love, and he had spent so long trying to deny it, trying to deny the happiness his friend had deserved.
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"Brock, how do I look?" Evan asked anxiously as he waited for Jonathan to finish getting ready. They were going on their first date and he was very nervous, to say the least.
"You look fine, Ev. Gosh, I don't think you've ever been this nervous about something." Brock replied, placing his hands on Evan's shoulders in an attempt to calm him down.
"It's just," Evan sighed, his gaze shifted at the ground. "I want it to be perfect, I've never been so in love with someone before......"
"Hey, it's gonna be perfect no matter what, okay? You two love each other, nothing is going to change that, alright?" Brock said, giving Evan a reassuring smile as Jonathan walked in.
"Here goes nothing." Evan mumbled as he took his hand and led him outside, closer to their first date.
And one step closer to the rest of their lives.
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Jonathan was out of the car before they had even stopped moving, his backpack bouncing up and down as he bolted towards the elevator, leaving his friends behind, still trying to park.
He couldn't lose Evan, not again, not after a year of absolute torture without him. He needed him, they needed each other.
Keys clutched in his hand, he prepared to sprint out as soon as the elevators doors opened, he was not wasting a second more than he needed to on it.
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