Special {Sincerely three} ~*•DEH fanfic•*~

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Jared's POV

After sitting and talking with Connor for a while, I realized he wasn't that bad of a person. As we talked Evan would just look at the trees, his eyes were sparkling with excitement, it was adorable! But he would look at us warily sometimes, he probably expected one of us to pounce at any moment. I was in the passenger seat and Evan was in the back.

"What kind of ice cream do you guys want?" Connor asks, pulling up to the drive through.

"Chocolate Vanilla twist with rainbow sprinkles!" I smile.

"Ok, Evan?" Connor asks.

It took Evan a minute.

"Uh.. vanilla." Evan says quietly.

"No sprinkles or anything?" Connor asks.

"Nope!" Evan says cheerfully.

"Ok." Connor shrugs, rolling down the window.

"Hello, welcome to À La Mode. What do you want?" An annoyed sounding teen says.

"Uh..yeah a Vanilla cone, Twist with rainbow Sprinkles, and a chocolate cone." Connor says.

The teen groans and punches some things into the computer thing, giving Connor a deadly stare.

"Drive to the next window." He says.

Connor rolls his eyes.

"Thank you!" Evan adds as Connor drives away.

"Why thank him he's a b-" Connor began but I cut him off by glare at him.

"Not in front of the kid!" I joke.

Evan looked confused but Connor chuckled.

We wait by the next window for a while. Until finally a lady handed us our cones. Evan thanked her and we drove back to the orchard. Evan didn't eat his, he said he thought it was rude since Connor couldn't, but I did.

"Hold on.." I say out of no where. "When did you two even start talking?" I ask.

Last time they..."talked".. Connor was about to murder him.

Evan squeaked and his face went bright red.

"Oh boy! Hold on let me guess!" I say excitedly.

Connor groans.

"Are you one of those people with that weird bully fetish like 'in love with my bully' or something." I snicker.

Both of their faces go bright red.

"N-no!" Evan stutters. "He just found my letter-" He began, but I cut him off.

"Oh man! He found your weird sex letter!" I laugh.

"Sex...Letter?" Connor mutters.

Evans face gets redder... if that's possible.

"It's not a sex letter!" Evan whines.

"Ok jeez! Don't get yourself worked up, continue." I laugh. Evan whimpers and slouches.

"He just gave me his email and we started talking." He says quietly.

Connor gives me a worried look. I shrug.

"He gets like this when you mess with him." I say.

"Then why are you messing with him?" Connor says.

"Because maybe I want to." I snicker. Connor glares at me.

"I thought he was your friend!" Connor snaps.