My heart is stripped just for you(H2OVanoss)

Part 47 - Sneaking out

Update time! Update time! 🎉🎉

Alright, just quick explanation to some of you. So about Jonathan's acting towards the Oliver.
I'm a person who forgive people even though they hurt me. I can't be mad at them, even though I really really want to.
And my friend got drugged at the party by some dude, fucked and left alone. He even went to police to report that, but then he was so afraid that his parents would find out. So he didn't reported him. And guess what?! They're still in contact!! I'm like "WHAT? How can he be so blind?"
So yeah, people like Jonathan in my story truly exist... just wanted to point this out. I know you might get annoyed by his decisions and feelings, but he's what he's. Sorry for this long ass note, don't even bother reading it. I should have said this in the beginning, huh? :D Enjoy ^.^
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(Delirious POV)
"Shut up!" I yelled at Luke, smashing the door behind me.

"I'm not done with you!" I heard from the hallway, making me growl in annoyance.

"But I'm! Go to hell!" I replied, locking the door.

Kiss my ass, fucking bitch!

"Jonathan," he knocked on the door, but I sat down on my bed, taking my phone.

"Jonathan, open up. Let's talk about this," Luke said, more reasonable this time.

J: Tonight?

"Please, I didn't mean to upset you. I didn't mean to fight. I was just asking," Luke said again, and I fought the tears.

O: What time? I'm free.

"Goodnight," Luke whispered, and I heard his vanishing footsteps.

J: Let's get to the club. Meet me in front of the park entrance at 2 am.

O: I'll be there.

Now all I need to do is wait for Luke to sleep.

When I was certain that Luke was sleeping, I opened my door. Already filled with adrenaline, I walked towards the main door, hoping not to wake him up. I couldn't even imagine what would I tell him.

I managed to sneak out of the house, making my way to our chosen meeting place. I was even looking forward to meet Oliver, because I was so mad at my best friend. I needed someone to talk to.

"Jonathan," he greeted me the moment he saw me, smiling.

"Hey. You won't even believe me!" I started, my voice shaking in anger.

"Woah, ok. What happened... but can we move?" He laughed, and I just nodded.

"So there is one guy, his name's Evan. And let's just say I'm on the good terms with him," I started as we walked towards our favorite club, me and him had been visiting quiet often in the past.

"I hate him already," Oliver mumbled.

"And Luke had to bring him up in our conversation! He just had to ask annoying questions," I growled.

"I'm not Luke and I won't ask about some fucking Evan."

Ugh!

"I just don't understand! I'm so upset," I mumbled, when I was stoped by him, as we tightly grabbed my arm.

"Stop thinking about him. I'm here now."

His words sounded more like an order than a friendly advice, making me remember not to talk about this stuff in front of him, but I quickly shook it off. He let go off of me, and we both continued to our destination.