What the hell is this?! (H2Ovanoss)

Chapter 33

I swung at the swings under the cloudy day at the playground that was in a park that was near my home and school. Anthony played with other kids while I just swung back and forth with a blank expression until I started to slow down a bit seeing Anthony push a kid down at ground.

"Don't make fun of him! He is my best friend! He is just special!" Anthony yelled out with a mad expression as other kids watched.

I walked up to him and said, "Anthony please stop. What ever he said about me might be true." Anthony looked at me with sorrow in his eyes and then pulled me into a hug and started to cry while I had a blank, empty expression.

I didn't feel sadness nor worry in me. Why would I feel sad if nothing that bad happened in front of me?

Some kids started to walk away from us until a random boy, standing next to a girl that looked just like him only a bit more younger and smaller, stared straight at me with the same blank expression.

His dull blue eyes stared at my dull brown eyes while his...sister? I think she's his sister. Well his sister tried to make funny faces and at him and hugged him multiple times, trying to cheer him up just how Anthony is doing with me.

"Come on Jonny! Cheer up! We are in Canada! The state of kindness!" She cheered him up but he just kept staring at me. She smiled wide as her bright blue eyes were filled with life and happiness.

"Evan?" Anthony tried to catch my attention but me and the other empty boy were still staring at each other, ignoring the people that were trying to make our straight lips form a smile.

Then his eyes brighten up so much that you could see every blue detail on his sapphire blue eyes that shine without the help of the sunlight.

"Evan your eyes, they're brown and golden at the same." Anthony told me as he looked at them and then back at I was staring at.

I'm starting to feel like I've met you before but don't know when and where.

"Evan! Put that down! You'll hurt yourself!" Brock told me as he took the katana away from my grip. "Aww...but I wanted to cut someone's head off." I pouted making a sad face.

"You're too young." He told me as he placed it back up on a wooden, holder, stand hanger. "Excuse me?! Then why is Craig holding a freaking bazooka?! He is fucking 22! Oh wait...he turned fucking 23!" II said as I mentioned Craig who was admiring the bazooka that was in his hands.

"He has more experience than you." Brock said which made me gasp and act all offended. "By the way, Jon told me to tell you that you'll stay here and watch over the milk loving boy called SMii7Y." He told me as he handed me the basement keys.

"Fine..." I sighed and took the keys that were hanging from his finger. Brock chuckled softly as he placed a pistol in his holster and placed a small ear piece in his right ear and a small microphone attached to the other ear.

"What's so funny?"

"It's just that, you're not part of this gang even though you are still doing what we tell you to do and keep hanging out with us. You are a lone wolf but you still follow us around like a lost puppy. Jon let you stay here since I'm pretty sure that you got kicked out of your apartment for not paying the rent and got fired of your job for missing so many days without telling them why." He said as he leaned against the metal table.

I stared at him realizing all of that but then remembered how they were with me. Brock is like a mom that actually cares about me, Brian is the goofy dad, Craig's the smartass that tell me what's wrong or right, Tyler is the retard that helps me and Lui reach tall places, Nogla is the shipping loving guy that even started a fandom account about me and Jon, Lui is the cuddling guy that tries to cheer me up, and then there is Jon. Jon is the strong and first loving boyfriend that I've ever met. I'm pretty sure that I met him before but I don't know when where.

"You guys make me feel like I have an actual family." I said which made Craig gasp all happy and ran up to me to hug me right after placing the bazooka down. I saw Brock's eyes get watery and then started to cry, probably from happiness. Then he engulfed me and Craig into a tight warm hug which made me wheeze a bit from lack of air.

"Can't...breathe." I wheezed out trying to catch some air until David walked in with a freaking paper bag over his face that only had two holes and a drawn smile. "Aw! Group hug!" He said as he came up to us and joined in the hug.

I CAN'T BREATHE!!!

Then Lui and Brian came in, joining in the hug which is actually suffocating me.

"I guess that's enough guys. He is turning purple." Tyler told them as he walked in with a pig mask on and placing an assault rifle in a black duffel bag. They all quickly got off me seeing me gasp for air as quick as I can. "Hurry up guys, Jon is gonna leave us here and make us walk towards the shipping dock." Tyler told them as he walked out the weaponry room that we were in.

"Oh shit! He is right!" Brian cursed out as they all hurry up which made me chuckle and walk out the room to leave them be.

Jon stood there at the balcony smoking a cigar as he leaned against the railing and puffing out a huge cloud of smoke. I smile and felt my insides lighten up with my heart feeling warm and complete.

My feet automatically took me towards him quick and hugged him softly which made him look down and smile. He wrapped his arm around my waist and planted a small kiss on my forehead.

Sorry! Breaking the 4th wall here. We've been dating for like a month now and he is actually being all gentle and loving towards me. He is like a big, soft, teddy bear! I LOVE HIM!!

You fangirls out there stalking him and trying to force him to show his face, give it up! He needs his own privacy! A real fan respects his and the others choices. If he has someone he loves, let him love that person as much as he can. I want you guys to respect me as well because I have a life and I want to enjoy that life without drama and without anyone talking shit towards her or him just for being my lover.

You guys can write fanfics about us but don't shove it up to our faces and tag us in shit like this! You can't force me and Delirious to actually be together in real life because we both might love someone else and we might not be gay. You can't control our lives! We are human beings too! We are not some puppets to have our life controlled with some strings and sticks.

Please let us be and respect our decisions.

Please.

"Evy your spacing out." Jon told me which made me look up at him and my face turned fully red.

"Sorry! I was just thinking." I said with a slight chuckle.

"About what?"

"Thinking about how our lives would turn out to be in the future." I said with a smile as I rest my head on his forearm.