Horns (H2OVanoss Fanfiction)

~Chapter 3~

~???'s POV~

The doors suddenly opened, revealing two men each in a mask. They both dragged a body in, and set it in a chair in a sitting position.

"You got him?" I turned towards them, raising my brow.

"Well... Um.. There was.. Heh, well you see.." I walked towards them, narrowing my eyes. It sounds like they were nervous.. Huh.. I looked down at the bag covering the person's face in the chair. I pulled it off, and it revealed a guy with raven hair. This wasn't the right guy.. There was a sudden rage boiling up in me.

"What the hell?! Ryan, Luke... WHO IS THIS?!" I yelled at them. They flinched a bit, still looking at me with worried faces.

"We.. Just kinda.. Grabbed someone.. Sorry, we thought it was him! But someone set off the alarm, and the lights went off. So we couldn't exactly tell.." I sighed.. Looking at the guy sitting in the chair. He looked like a very handsome.. Very cute. His resting face looked like a bad boy.. Like he was angry, and serious. But, by the way he is dressed, I highly doubt it. He looks smart, not the sluffing school type. Ugh.. I can't get distracted.

"You guys are idiots.. You know we need Rich Boy, so we can get money from the Daddy of his." Of course I didn't mean that they were stupid.. I know that it was a big party, and I know it was an accident. But... Seriously? They could of just bounced, and not got some random stranger. Now we have a major problem on our hands!

"We know.. Sorry. We're sorry Jon." I placed the bag back over the guy's face. He better not wake up..

"Does he have his wallet on him?" The guys looked at each other, then started to searching through his pockets. Luke then pulled out a dark red leather wallet. He threw it towards me, and I caught it. I opened it, looking around in it. He had 25 dollars on him... Should I..? No. I'm not taking it from this guy. Then I found a driver's license. Evan Fong. He's 17. He looks very... Pure, I guess.

"Huh... Interesting." I looked at the masked guy, and placed his wallet back in his pocket.

"What do we do with him?"

"We have to take him home. We just need to figure out where the hell he lives."

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~Evan's POV~

I groaned, feeling pounding in my head.. What the hell happened last night? I know I didn't drink last night.. I remembered getting... Ugh, it's too much to think about. What time was it? I glanced over at my alarm clock. 10:00.... AM?! SHIT! I shot up and went to go get ready for the day. I'm so fucking late... Oh god.. SHIT! My perfect attendance.

I ran down the stairs, and pulled on my jacket.

"Evan? Is that you?" I heard my mother call for me. My eyes widened, as I glanced over at the kitchen.

"Yea! It's me.." She then came out of the kitchen and met up with me.

"Oh! I thought you were never gonna wake up. You must of been studying really hard with your friend last night.." I was about to leave, but I stopped in my tracks. My friend? I was with two of them last night.. I hope they are ok.

"Friend?"

"Yea.. Your friend Jonathan?" Um... I don't know anyone by that name though.

"Oh yea.. Heh, sorry I'm still a bit drowsy from last night. I'll see ya later mom." I quickly and exited out of my house, and started to make my way towards school.

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DING. I took out my phone and looked to see that Tyler had texted me. Slowly I entered into the classroom, and gave my teacher my late slip.

"Mr. Fong, please put your phone away." I turned towards my teacher.

"Oh..! Y-yes... Um, I will in a second Mrs. Springs. I'll just shoot a short text very quick." She gave me a small nod, and I quickly went to sit down.

T: Hey Ev!

T: Ev..? Are you there? Are you ok? We noticed you left early without a good-bye, me and Craig are worried sick.

T: Evan, this isn't funny! Please text back..

8 missed calls

Well.. At least I know that they were worried about me.. But I know I didn't leave early.. I wanted to stay just in case the two drunken idiots I called my friends, needed me to drive them home. Good thing Lui or Marcel probably did it.. I slipped the phone in my pocket and took out my notes.

"Now.. Where did I leave off on... Oh yes, The Revolutionary Wa-" Suddenly the classroom door opened, and a brunette student entered. His blue eyes looked directly at me, and we both made eye contact. My eyes widened, I was a bit surprised by his presence. He looked... Like an Angel. He then glanced over at the teacher.

"S-Sorry for barging in like this. I'm a new student."

"Oh! It's alright... Um... What is your name?" The boy then looked back at me, then at my teacher.

"Jonathan. Jonathan Denis."