"hey."
zoe stops at how soft connor's voice is.
"you alright?"
she looks at him for a long moment until nodding.
connor knows she is lying but he doesn't press it.
zoe's fingers brush on her jean's back pocket. she has to get out somehow. she can't be forced to be with connor for another second.
"your hair looks nice," he smiles.
"thanks." she mutters, slipping her fingers into her pocket, heart being calmed by the cold cardboard.
"are you sure you're alright?"
he can't stop thinking about that night. when she was screaming and crying and utterly broken.
"yes. i'm fine."
it's his fault. all of this. and now zoe hates him. hates hates hates him. and he doesn't blame her. he hates himself, too.
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froyo / dear evan hansen
Fanfiction"you've been an asshole to me since i was eleven, and you expect me to forgive you because you bought me froyo a couple of times?" {started 3/5/18 finished 2/9/18}
