Evan is the owner of the nightclub. It's known for wealth clienteles and famousness.
Jonathan is poor man who is forced to find better payed job.
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Firstly, I want to apologize to those who didn't manage to send me the drawings. I wanted to wait a bit more, but this story needs to move on. But if you want, I could post your work at the end.
Secondly, I hope I didn't forget about anybody. I was going through everything! At least I hope so.
I want to thank every single one of you who send me the drawings. I appreciate it, seriously, you're all amazing and I love it! I want you to know that this wasn't any contest, I don't have a winner. ❤️❤️❤️ I couldn't have better readers than you're, so this is practically your chapter.
P.S: We're back in regular updating tracks ❤️. P.P.S: 58 chapter is the last chapter. Just hope you're ready. P.P.P.S: Nobody reads these words anyway, am I right? 😂❤️ ——————————————————
(Vanoss POV) "You look more nervous than Jonathan," Luke grinned at me, and I sighed.
"I just..." I started, when he stomped on the breakers.
Not having a seatbelt, I would surely flew through the form window. I looked at him, confused about why he did that.
"You plan to express your feelings today, don't you?" He asked me, looking back at me.
This is getting weird.
"W-what?!" I stuttered, avoiding his stare.
"You're telling him 'I love you', right?" he grinned at me, and I looked down.
"I don't know, maybe? I wanted to do that yesterday, but... I'm still not sure. I'm so afraid of the rejection, I'm afraid he's going to run away as so many times before," I whispered, still feeling weird talking about this with his best friend.
"I've known Jonathan since the middle school, so trust me when I say 'go for it'. Jonathan is many things, but he surely isn't an evil bitch who could stab you right into the heart. And let's be honest here, he's waiting the entire life for somebody to say those words and mean them. He hasn't got anyone other than Oliver, and you alone know how it ended."
"So you're saying everyone other than Oliver are better?" I sighed, not entirely convinced.
"I'm trying to say that you're much better than some others. I know you truly love him, and as much as weird this is, you have my blessing," he laughed, and I pointed at the road.
"Great, can we now move? I would love to see him before the end of the exhibition," I pointed out.
We reached the gallery in no time. I was so nervous, seeing other people walking into the building. There were news people with cameras, famous celebrities. We got off the car, walking towards the main entrance. There was the security guy, who let us in immediately.
How do I do this? Approach him and tell him those words without thinking? Or drag him aside? Wait 'till the evening dinner?
I spotted Bryce and even Ohm, my employees, and other people I had no idea who they were. Next to Luke, I walked into the main hall. My heart stopped beating, I froze to death.
All over the walls there were photos and drawings, all of them made with precision, with skill and joy. Most of them with me on them.
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