Life and Death

1:The plan

Evan POV
"Jonathan, huh? Where does he live again?", I said to myself. I was looking for him for an entire hour! Calm down Evan, you're gonna find him eventually... Yeah eventually. I look down the street and I see him, going back to his apartment. Only him can see me right now, so I have to be sneaky. Very sneaky. It's like mission: impossible. I'll just knock on his door and won't expect Death at his door. Just like a jump scare! The plan is settle! Huh ho... I lost him... Where did he go?? He was there a second ago! I continue to walk, searching for him. Again. I really need a map right now. I don't know anything about North Carolina! I used to live in Canada before I become a god. Found him!!!!!! I rush over him. Oh! I have to mention something. I can turn human whenever I like and during that time, I don't have any power. Which is cool, because I can't kill anything. So, I walk into the building, following Jonathan behind. He walk into his appartement and quickly shut the door. I want to wait a little bit here, just to think of a plan for what would come next. Brock, with his goofy and beautiful smile running towards me, with his arms wide open. Like he would give me a hug. Oh! That's a dream, not a plan. Ok so, I give Jonathan his freedom, we make a deal, again, he helps me with the dates and the other things and I leave him alone. That sound like a good idea for me! Anyway, I have to do the plan now! I knock on his door and wait for him to answer. He's not answering. Wow. Well I guess I have to intrude myself in. Suddenly, the door open wide open. I almost screamed at that! Jonathan look at me, I look at him. He slam the door on me. Motherf*cker! I go through the door, like a sneaky ghost. I cross my arms and look at him, with a death glare (got the joke? No? Okay.). He look at me, and he is grinning at me. That f*cker... Calm down Evan, you're superior. Yeah, I'm immortal and he's not. "What are you doing here, Mr. Death?", he said, still grinning at me. "I am here to propose you something to you, Mr. I Sell My Soul To Death Because I Want My Crush To Notice Me Even Though At The End I Don't Need Him Because I Found Someone Who Love Me And I Love Him Too.", I say to him as a response. He look at me like he is going to murder me. Well he started! "What's that proposition anyway?", he asked. "Well I give you back your soul, but you have to help me", I respond. "What do you want me to do?", he asked. "H-hum, I need your h-help about l-love things, ya know?", I stutter. He look at me and grin with an evil look. "Do you now? Is the little Death got a crush and can't do anything for the crush to notice the little Death??", he said evilly. "Y-yes", I said embarrassed. "You want me to help you hook up with your crush??", he said. "Yes!", I screamed in embarrassment. "Okay, I will help you, but promise me that you will invite me to your mariage.", he said with a little grin. "I promise!", I said happily. "Who is it anyway?", he asked. "Well you see, h-hum, he is the g-god of Life?", I said with a lot of hesitation. He look at me, not the way I expected to be.