Realization (kleinsen)

ch.2

Jared's P.O.V

I got in the car trying to ignore the look my mom was giving me. "You would not stop staring at him!" She said while chuckling a little.

"Mom,"

"It was adorable you looked like a lovesick puppy." She said ignoring me.

"Mom."

"Aww and he was so oblivious I swear you guys would make such a cute couple." She said still ignoring me.

"MOM." I yelled this time. My whole face red.

"Aww you're embarrassed. Wow you really like him dont you?"

"Mom can we please start driving?" I asked eager for the subject to change.

"Of course," she says pulling out of the driveway, "you should ask him out."

"No way I don't even know if he likes me." I had to give in she wasn't going to give up.

"Oh come on be brave. I believe in you."

"Yeah but I don't. I me as n what if he's straight? Then it'll just be embarrassing. And even if he isn't straight what if he just doesn't like me. I'm mean to him. I just can't do it." I spilled out. I didnt realize I was holding all of that in to be honest. Although, everything I said was true.

"Oh honey I do not, one bit, think Evan is straight. But if you're worried ask him. It never hurts just to be straight forward." I mean she's right but you never know.

"But-"

"No buts. Just ask Jared. I think you'll get something more than you expected." Ugh stupid moms and always being right.

"Maybe. I'll think about it."
I said. There's no way I could do it. I'm not good with feelings.

"Believe me if you do, you won't regret it." She said pulling into the driveway.

"Ok. Thanks mom I love you."

"You're welcome sweetheart, love you too." She leaned over and kissed my cheek then got out of the car. I followed.

I need a plan. I'm gonna do it. But how? How do I do it?

Evan's P.O.V. (right after Jared left.)

Jared's mom's car sat in the driveway a little before actually leaving. You may think its creepy but I was watching through the window. For some reason I've been a lot more interested in Jared lately. I have no clue why. I mean I've always been curious about him.

He acts differently around me than other people. He's a really outgoing person around most people. But around me he gets less outgoing? Nervous? Yeah nervous. But why would he be? I don't understand. I could find that out later. Ask him maybe.

All I know is I was a lot more blushy, is that a word, around him. It's probably a word. Anyway, I've always been like that around him I dont know why. (Oh ev honey. Just think more)(crap I write this thing oops.)

I realise I'm still sitting on the couch backwards facing towards the window. It's a great day outside (I think my ADD is rubbing off on evan). Most people would think otherwise because it's raining, but I love the rain. Its peaceful and let's me think.

(I sometimes sit in the middle of the road while it's raining with no umbrella Indian style and then have to freeze outside in the garage because I'm soaking and not allowed to go inside. I know I took up enough room for a paragraph oops)

Jared's P.O.V.

Remember that thought that I had earlier that I said wasn't important at the moment. It's like super important. I said, well thought but meant it, I love Evan. Question mark?

"Good job Evan. Seriously what have you done." I said face planting onto my bed. "Ughhhh honestly boy you have made a mess of my emotions."

"JARED HONEY COULD YOU COMPLAIN ABOUT YOUR NON-EXISTENT LOVE LIFE A LITTLE QUIETER IM WATCHING A SHOW." My mom yelled.

"YUP." I yelled back. Seriously though, what am I going to do. I love him? Aww man its gonna hurt so much more when he rejects me.

"MOM YOU KNOW YHAT NON-EXISTENT LOVE LIFE OF MINE?" I asked. I hated it but I asked.

"Yeah."

"I need your help." I said quietly.

"Ok I'm coming up." In no time she was up in my room.

"Hi mom." I said. I do not know what I was going to say, nor did I know what I wanted to. 'Hey mom I think I'm in love with your bestfriend's son.' No you can't just say that. But it's as far as I'm getting. "I think I love him. What the fuck am I going to do."

"First of all, don't say fuck. Secondly, tell him."

"Mom that's not helpful." I said my face still in my pillow.

"I think he likes you."

"Yeah as a friend. Not even that. I treat him like garbage. He probably hates me." I'm about to cry. I won't but I want to.

"Do you think that he would watch shows with you for about 3 hours if he hated you?" That's an easy question.

"Yes. He's a good person mom. He's sweet and nice and kind and adorable and I love him. And he probably hates me." I said I may or may not have started crying.

"Jared, ask him. That's all I can help you with until you ask. The more keep your feelings in, the more it will hurt you. I know. Now, your dad will get home around 8. I'll be downstairs. Ok?"

"Ok." What the fuck am I going to do?
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I have to do maths. Ok peace.