Evans pov
I stare wide eyed at the image before me. Connor is sitting at his desk smoking a joint. A joint. He let's out a cloud of smoke and looks at me.
"Fuck..."He says under his breath as he lunges from his place at the desk to slam shut the door, and lock it. "What the hell do you want? Why didn't you knock?!" He growls.
"I just wanted to um... to thank you. For the fern..." I nervously ramble, trying to explain myself.
He sighs and takes another hit of his joint.
"You're welcome"
"Y- you shouldn't smoke... drugs are bad for you" good god I sound like an idiot. He rolls his eyes and sits in his bed, and puts out the joint.
"There. " He sighs.
"I should probably uhh, head back home" I scratch ay my neck.
" if it's cause I snapped at you, I'm sorry. I just didn't need anyone coming in here and catching me. " He explains. He motions for me to sit by him on the bed and I do.
"Have you maybe considered rehab? " I ask. He let's out a laugh. Like, a truly humored laugh. As if that was the funniest thing he'd ever heard.
"Im not going to rehab." He shakes his head. "Not for pot."
"Oh." I really dont know what he wants me to say to that. Maybe I should just shut up.
"You really like that sapling?" He asks, looking over at me. I nod. "Thought you would." He grins.
"I named him Stanley and he is my son." I laugh.
"Uh-oh, plant mom coming through" he teases. I smile at him.
"So, there's another reason I came here. I um... I was hoping I could show you around. " I Sutter.
"Sure, Sounds fun. "Connor accepts.
"Great! " I don't hide my excitement.
"I feel like I should pay you back for the fern, though. " I look at him.
"Don't worry about it. " he shrugs.
"But-" he cuts me off.
"Evan. Don't worry about it. I wanted to get it for you." He shakes his head.
"Okay..." I give up with a sigh.
"When do you wanna show me around?" He asks.
"Are you busy today? " I ask.
"No, do you wanna take my car?" He offers.
"Honestly, it's much nicer to walk. But um, we, we don't have to. " I stutter.
"We can walk. He shrugs.
"Oh! And I can introduce you to Jared. Hes my... ehh, friend, I guess." I scratch my arm nervously.
"Oh. Okay" he shrugs.
"You don't have to hang out with him. I just want him to be aware that he isn't forced to hang out with me anymore. "
"Forced? " Connor raises an eyebrow.
"yeah... his parents make him hang out with me. He hates it. " I sigh.
"Well, that's bullshit. I think you're pretty chill. No bribe necessary" Connor smiles. He grabs his shoes and starts to put them on.
Once he's done we head out on our walk.
"To Jared's house? " Connor asks.
"To Jared's house. " I nod
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our place (connor x evan)
Fanfictionthere's a new student in evan hansen's grade. he doesn't talk to anyone, or do anything. the only reason evan even pays attention to this new kid is his sister. she's absolutely breathtaking. but is she really the apple of Evans eye?
