Evan nodded vigorously, picking up a bag and silently packing his things as Connor thanked him. When Evan turned back to face Connor, he was looking worried. A bit distressed, at the least. Evan's heartbeat quickened. What if Connor's dad was abusive like his own dad, or his mom got drunk too much, or his sister was emotionally abusive? Connor noticed, and tilted his head to the side.
"Are you okay?" Evan yelped at his voice but smiled nervously.
"Yes, I'm f-fine. Are...are you?" Connor averted his gaze. "What do you mean?"
Evan shook his head, sighing slightly.
N-Nevermind. Let's go." Connor nodded, following Evan out of the room and to Connor's car.
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Evan stepped nervously out of Connor's car, his breath shaky. Connor looked stone cold. Completely emotionless-well, except for the rage that was shining in his glassy eyes. When the boys reached the door, Connor stopped, his hand above the doorknob. His entire arm is shaking with rage. Evan places a supportive and shaky hand on Connor's back. His shoulders become less tense. And he opens the door and walks in. Evan follows.
Mr. Murphy looks up, and as soon as he sees Connor, his expression hardens. "Connor, where the hell--" Larry then spots Evan, and stops. "Who," Larry snarls lowly, "Is this?" Connor looks at Evan, and Evan realizes that Connor doesn't really...understand what their relationship is. Are they friends? Less? More? Connor is about to yell, and Evan can tell. So he speaks first.
"I'm-we're friends. I'm Connor's friend, Evan Hansen. Nice to--Um, Hi." Larry glares, but allows the boys to go upstairs. Evan hears Larry mumble a bit. "Stupid fag."
Oh God.
//oops
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At Least You're You. (Cevan)
RandomConnor is about to kill himself when he decides to read Evan's letter. When he realizes how alone and afraid Evan is, he becomes worried. So he stays alive for another day to monitor Evan, and to figure out where the sudden concern for this random k...
