Concert Life (An Ereri Story) (#Wattys2018)

Eren Meets An Angry Levi

A/N

Well, here we are in chapter three. I'm going to be honest and say that I truly had a hard decision as to what is to happen in this chapter. I had two ideas, but in the end, this one will take the story further and add characterization to some of the characters. Happy reading! 

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Eren's PoV

After everything that had happened last night, I decided I needed to get my act together. I got up before Mikasa so that I could make her breakfast and be ready before she had to tell me. By the time she got up, I already had eggs made for the two of us. 

"What's this?" she asks, blushing lightly. 

"I made us breakfast to make up for last night. I'm really sorry for putting you through so much."

"Oh..." she comes and sits beside me and begins to eat her eggs. "Wow, these are really good. How did you learn to make them?" 

"Armin taught me a few months ago. He is a master chef, you know," I say with a laugh. 

She smiles at me and continues to eat her eggs. "Thank you, Eren, I really appreciate you." 

She puts both of our plates and forks into the sink and quickly runs off to get ready. 

I go to the bathroom and brush my teeth. I smile into the mirror at myself, thinking about how good today is already going. And tomorrow, I will finally get to see my favorite band. Ah, Levi Ackerman. What a perfect name. To go along with a perfect body. And a perfect voice.

"What are you thinking about?" Mikasa's voice interrupts my thoughts. 

I look up at her and smile, "Nothing." 

"Whatever you say," she laughs. "Let's get going. I don't want to be almost late to school again." 

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Armin's PoV

The school day had been long, but it was finally over and I am walking home. I have to get ready to go to the mall with Eren.

The way home is quiet, as no one walks with me. 

All is quiet, I think happily. I'm simply enjoying my walk home, and it's nice out here. 

"ARMIN!" a voice shouts, completely interrupting the quietness around me. I jump and turn around to see Jean running towards me. 

I stare at him. "Jean? What are you doing running out here?" He is out of breath as he comes to a stop in front of me. 

"Well... I have a... question..." he gasps. 

"What is it?" I ask.

He takes a deep breath before speaking. "If you liked someone, what would you do?"

"You like someone?" I question.

"I didn't ask for stupid questions like that. I just told you I like someone. So please, you're smart, tell me what to do."

I stare at him. "Well, I've never really been in love, but I guess if I liked someone, then I would simply tell them. But it depends on who it is." 

"Well... I like Marco, and I don't know if he would want to be my-" 

"YOU LIKE MARCO?!" I cut him off. 

His face turns a bright shade of red and he nods. 

"That's adorable!" I exclaim. "Have you tried to make any type of moves yet?"