Chapter 3

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Jonathan's POV

I walked in the party with my regular blue hoodie and black jeans, as soon as I walked in I had the intention of finding and watching Evan from afar but he found me, he bumped into me and stumbled back and I stood in place, h-he touched me. He touched me, it was warm,

"Oh, umm... Sorry" he said nervously putting his hands up in defense.

I just stood there, we talked and touched in one day, I blushed at the thought of this happening more often, talking more..Touching more..

"Soo...Haveanicenight bye" he said awkwardly and speed walked away.

I close my mouth and put back on my tough look walking to a couch or to far from where Evan went, I sat and looked around and found a cup of punch, I grabbed it not caring whose it is and pretend to fit in. I looked Evans way and seen his friend nogla trying to kiss him, I get mad and continue to watch in fury, Evan and I made contact, I loosened my grip and we both stood there, just watching eachother, he was gonna move but his friend kissed his cheek, I squeeze my cup so hard it cracked in half I spilled punch on the ground and throw the cup down walking to the bathrooms, shoving past the line and stormed in right after the last guy. There was still vomit in the toilet making me want to vomit, I run my hand through my hair, it's fine, just a peck, Evan didn't like it, right!? If he did, he likes nogla, then I wouldn't have a chance, then we wouldn't be together, then he'd be with someone else, forever! I slam my fist on the sink, calm down, he didn't like it, wait, where is he now?

I walk out the restroom and went to look for Evan, and find him in a pool talking to some chick, im gay as fuck, so when I say this it's not because I'm into her but she is Hot. I get jealous and run to get some punch, I drink about 10 cups when I start to get dizzy, fucking idiot don't drink the p-punch. Maybe I should say hi to Evan, show off my hotter body to him, it's hot in here anyways I hiccup and go to the pool and undress, the whole time I felt Evan's eyes on me, he must think I got a nice body!

I hop into the water and awkwardly float behind them, ya know what? Fuck it-syke, I'm getting out now, I'm too much of a-

He's approaching me, he actually is, I back up to the pool edge as he was right in front of me,

"Heyy~" he slurred

He's drunk, makes sense, he wouldn't talk to some creep in the water.

Well, so am I

He puts one hand on my shoulder

"I've seen you *hiccup* looking at mee~"

I gulp, he won't remember this, right?

"I don't know what you mean" I said feeling droplets of sweat on my forehead, I splash water on my face to hide it.

"How many drinks have you um had?" I said changing the subject

"3~? I don't *hiccup* knew"

Light drinker huh?

"Why did, do *hiccup* you watch me?"

"Uuuhhh.." I look around and back at Evan, his expression was desperate and needy, it turned me on, I placed my hand gently against his cheek, will he remember this? I lean close and feel, nothing. My hand was empty, my eyes were still closed, what the fuck?

I open my eyes and see Evan was gone I look down and he was drowning! I look and see the girl Evan was with was diving in after him, I dive in after her we lift him out the water and lay him on the outside of the pool, since it was only us three I panicked. Mouth to mouth! I shove her aside and lean forward and pause, wait. I don't know how, he isn't breathing, how!? I was too busy thinking  and she shoved me, and suddenly my world stopped.

She, in slow motion, collided her lips with Evan soft ones, is she smiling?! She put air in Evan and Evan launched to life. He sat up and smiled lightly at her and she was Bright. They embrace eachother and walked into the house, ignoring me.

Fucking bitch.

That should be me.

But it wasn't her fault, she saved him, I was too late.

Maybe if he is in danger again I can save him!

Hmm....

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 25, 2017 ⏰

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