Fluffy Musical Oneshots

Kleinsen - the moment i knew

Warning: Connor is abusive in this fiction. I am in no way trying to romanticize abuse.  If you are currently in an abusive situation, please talk to someone and stay safe lovelies <3

Angsty start, fluffy end.

Evan's pov

January
"Happy birthday dear Evan,
Happy birthday to you!"

Everyone cheered as I blew out the candles, but there was one thing missing.

Connor.

You should have been there
You should have been there
You should have been there
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"You said you'd be here!" I screamed.

"I said I would try to be here Evan! I'm sorry I didn't make it. I don't know what you expect of me!"

I expected you to be here for me
I expected you to care
I expected you to want me

You should have been here
And I would have been so happy.
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February
"I just don't know what happened, Jared! It's like one minute he cares about me and the next  he's off with some other guy."

I sighed flopping onto my bed next to Jared.

And for a moment it's just him and me.

No more Connor.
No more pain.
No more tears.
No more apologies.
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"I swear to god Evan, I make one mistake and all of the sudden you're laying alone in a bed with Jared Klienman! I would never have been your boyfriend if I would have known you were a whore."

A whore?
I guess that's all I ever was to him.
I guess that's all I'll ever be.
When do the words stop stinging?
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March
I'm numb.
His words don't hurt anymore.
But still there is a hole.
Falling falling falling.
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April
Cold.
That's what Connor is.
Cold.
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May
When did Jared get so warm?
It's the end of may
And Connor is still cold.
Wake up, Evan
Jared isn't yours.
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June
Everything hurts.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Before I knew what I was doing, I was knocking at Jared's door.

"Oh my god, Evan what's wrong?" He frantically said before picking me up and carrying me inside.

"Connor...Connor is wrong."

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

After Jared finished cleaning me up and icing my bruises, he sat me down on the couch.

"Evan. You need to leave him."

"What?" I stuttered out between sniffles.

"You don't deserve this and he doesn't deserve you. Either you can end things with him or I'm going to have to call the cops."

I slowly nodded.

No more pain.
No more hurting.
No more Connor.

And that was the moment I knew.

-epilogue-

"Happy birthday dear Evan,
Happy birthday to you!"

Everyone cheered as I blew out the candles.

"Dad! Dad! Can I help cut the cake?" Claire asked giddily.

I laughed.
"Of course sweetie."

Jared looked up at me with a grin before leaning in and pecking me on the lips.

"Ewwww!" Our youngest daughter Sophie yelled.

My husband gave her a playful glare and she fell on the floor giggling. He always had that affect.

I looked around at all of the people I loved, unable to keep a smile off my face.

"Happy birthday babe."

This is really short
And really bad
I'm sorry
Also I'm trying out a different writing style that's almost kinda like poetry? I don't know if you noticed but that's what I was going for.
Anyways, stay safe lovelies <3