The Game of Evan ( BBS Smut )

Chapter Three ;)

Evan: Are you still at home

Panda: Yeah i leave to the airport in an hour

Evan: Could you buy me a tooth brush my breath smells like dick

Panda: lol ye

Evan: Thanks..

Panda: you good?

Evan: yep

Evan: probably gonna talk to Marcel and then eat some breakfast

Evan: you said Brock is easy so imma go for him :PPPP

Panda: Don't wear yourself out Evan it was just a dare you don't have to do it

Evan: wateva

I set down my phone and looked over at Craig who was still sleeping. My body was soar for obvious reasons but, knowing that I basically did intense 'working out' last night. I sat up and moaned a bit from the pain but continued to stand up and put on a more boyish outfit.

I put on on some gym shorts and a black tee shirt, then grabbed my phone and left my room. When i got to the elevator I pressed the down button to go to the lobby where I ate there free breakfast by myself.

Evan: was your flight okay last night?

Marcel: Ye, i cheked into my hotel at 1 o'clock this mourning but I got a good nights rest.

Evan: I just woke up

Marcel: Same

Evan: I'm eating breakfast and I'm very lonely );

Marcel: Aw don't be sad I can talk to you

Evan: )))))))::::::::

Marcel: We can hang out today

Evan: Idk you make me nervous

Marcel: Why

I put down my phone as I saw Tyler sit down in front of me.

"Morning Ev," He smiled.

"Mornin'" I replied with my mouth stuffed with a croissant.

"I just want to clear the air," Tyler looked at me with a worried face. "I don't love you."

I paused for a moment, looking up at him as my heart cracked. Did I like Tyler like that? Not really. Did him saying he doesn't love me hurt? Yes, it hurt a lot. I continued to chew the food in my mouth before swallowing. Without of a word, I stood up and walked away.

I walked to the stair case as I herd Tyler follow behind me.

"Evan, just listen to me," I felt his hand grab my shoulder but I just jolted away and continued walking up the stairs. "Evan please just," He grabbed me again and I snapped.

"Don't. Touch. Me." I said with a stern voice before running up the stairs, leaving him in the dust.

As soon as I got up to my floor I ran to my hotel room. Opening the door with the key card I dashed in. Ignoring the fact that Craig was sitting in a towel on the chair, I face planted into my bed and sobbed.

"Evan?" Craig's soothing voice came from behind. "Are you okay?" He asked sitting next to me.

"Just leave Craig," I whimpered through my sobs.

"I d-"

"I said leave!" I called out making him jolt a bit.

"I'll leave you alone but I'm not leaving this room until I know you're fine,' HE assured as I felt his presence leave from the bed.