Lucky Guy [ON HOLD]

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"Come on stage." Jonathan said as his hand combed his messy dark brown hair.

"Why Brock?!" I whined, as he only chuckled in response.

"C'mon, Jonathan is waiting for you. You don't want to make an idol wait, right?" Brock exclaimed and pushed me from the back to the stairs, totally changing the subject.

"Go, you lucky bastard!" I glared at Craig and huffed my way down the steps to the stage. My heart beating so fast in.... Nervousness? When I was making my way down, I heard a lot of people whispering things that I didn't care even listening in.

I walked on the stage and my view got brighter when a spotlight is on me. Jonathan walked over to me and smirked.

"You're more beautiful up close. What's your name, miss?" I blushed pink and looked down, fiddling with my fingers.

"I-I'm Evan Fong..." I looked away and continued.

"I'm a b-boy not a girl..." A lot of gasps were heard. His mischievous expression turned shock, but seconds later his smirk appeared yet again.

"I'm sorry if I offended you." Jonathan apologized and I faced him, seeing him bowing his body with his arm laid on his chest.

"N-No it's fine..."

'I'm used to it anyway.'

"Without further adieu (ado). Lets go shall we?" Jonathan said, offering his hand for me to take. I accepted it and placed my hand on top of his, then he led me to the back.

'This is the first time I've held someone's hand before... And I'm holding an Idol's hand!' I screamed in my head. I looked around my new surroundings, seeing a designed table in the middle with two chairs across each other.

'It looks like a date... What?! A date?!' Jonathan made me sit down like a gentleman and he sat down across from me. From then on we started a conversation, like we knew each other for a long time. Well basically it was just him asking me questions and I answered them all honestly.

"What school are you in, Ev?" Jonathan asked, leaning his head on his hands in interest.

"I'm in the Grande Junior High School. But in the lowest of class..." I whispered the last part but smiled and I saw him blush.

'Did he really just...? No it's just my imagination....Yeah my imagination.'

"Oh that one public school, okay." Then our conversation continued until it was time for me to go home. Jonathan was nice enough to walk me to the exit, still talking our way there. When we finally got out, I turn to him.

"Thank you for today, Mr. Denis." I bowed half of my body then heard him chuckle.

"No need for formality. Just call me Jonathan, or Jon for short." Jonathan said and I stood straight up, nodding to him and smiled. My name suddenly got yelled by someone.

"EVAN!" I know that voice. Craig. I looked forward and saw him and the others running towards me.

"Your friends?" Jonathan asked beside me and I nodded shyly when they approached me.

"Craig? You guys didn't go home yet?" I asked and Brock shook his head, smiling.

"There's no way we're leaving you walking this late night alone, right? Just look at you. Any guy walking by will plan something to do with you. If you know what I mean." Brock explained and I blush.

"No need to explain it so long! Geez..." I said, looking down embarrassed because Jonathan is still listening in our chat.

"Ahh!! Jonathan! I'm a big fan!" Both Craig and Lui suddenly yelled out. Brock and Brian covered their mouths for them being too loud.

"I'm so sorry Jonathan. They're so insane they need to be put in the mental asylum." Brian grinned playfully and both fanboys pulled away from them, glaring at Brian making him drop a sweat with a nervous chuckle. I laughed and Jonathan only smiled at us, or me, I don't know.

"Evan, I could drive you home. Your friends too." Jonathan offered and I looked at him shocked. Before I could answer, somebody else did.

"We'll gladly take your offer!" Craig yelled and Brian huffed.

"Do you have any shame on you?" He asked and Craig replied,

"It's rude for us to refuse the celebrity's request."

"As long as we're not a burden to you." I said to Jonathan, facing him with a small smile.

"Nah, you'll never be a burden to me, E~van~" My face flushed red and I looked away hearing him and my friends chuckle.

"W-Whatever. Lets just go."

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After about ten minutes of listening to some songs in the radio in the car (Some of them are Jonathan's), we finally arrived at our stop. I got out of the passenger seat and stood outside next to the Idol who was sitting on the driver's seat.

"Thank you for driving us today, Jon." I smiled and his infamous smirk appeared on his face.

"No problem, Owlet." I blush at the nickname and huffed, turning away from him and walked to my apartment without saying goodbye. I know it's rude but I was embarrassed by Jonathan calling me Owlet without any warning or it was so sudden.

JONATHAN'S POV

I chuckle at Evan's shy action to me calling him with a nickname. I turn my head to Craig, who was standing next to my car and watched as Evan stormed off.

"Hey," I said and Craig turned to me with a smile,

"You're Evan's friend, right?" I asked and he nodded and fixed the strap of his bag on his shoulder.

"I need to ask you something, or should I say, I want something." Craig hummed in a teasing tone and leaned his back on my car next to the window.

"Do tell."

~*~To Be Continued~*~

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