Best Friends Turn To Love (H2OVanoss)

The Meet-Up (Part 1)

-—H2O POV— September 7th

I pace back and forth across the doorway of the suite, nervous and anxious for Evan's arrival. Currently, Luke has paid for this Suite to be reserved for a while in this fancy-ass hotel, and I will say this is honestly a palace. There's a pool, hot tub, two bathrooms, and one king size bed. There was also a comfy couch sitting in front of a big flatscreen TV. You know, all of these expensive purchases really make me wonder how Luke can afford all of this. 

Because Luke is Cartoonz and just like us! He can't make emough money to hold this place up for weeks if he is just like us. 

Maybe he isn't just like us. This has to cost in the thousands, almost millions. 

On another note, Evan had to be here soon. I checked my phone again through this mask I had on. This mask was made by one of my fans who sent it to Luke, who sent it to...me. Honestly, it still bugs us that the fans poke and pry at Luke for me. Thankfully it has died down for a few months, so that's at least good. Along with the mask, I'm also wearing my "normal" blue hoodie I bought for exactly this reason. I'm also wearing jeans, like usual, as I pace some more and check my phone. It's twenty minutes after Evan's plane landed, so who knows when he'll show up. Hopefully Evan will arrive soon. This is my first time meeting him, let alone anyone else from the group besides Cartoonz. 

I did tell the receptionist that Evan needed a key since he was coming... right? I'm pretty sure I said that, but pretty sure isn't the same as absolutely positively sure. Maybe I should go and check or I can just wait here But you should double-check Evan's coming and I want to welcome him What if he can't get in? If I go down there I have to leave my mask off and I do not want to risk the chance of him seeing me But you never know   I'm just doubting myself okay I think I would know if I didn't ask the receptionist about letting Evan in and even then if someone knocks I think I would open it no matter what. Talking to myself is not going to solve anything. 

As I pace some more, concentrating on being patient, I hear footsteps and wheels going down the hall. I stop and gasp as I hear the footsteps cease at my door. I'm frozen in place, cannot move an inch. Curious, and yet petrified. The handle does a little jig. Once. Twice. Pop. The door swings open and in walks a face seen only on the internet.

"Helloooooohhh, hey." Evan called out, finally noticing me. His suitcase was behind him as he closed the door and walked in. "Delirious... wait no Jonathan, right? I'm not sure what I should call you by to be honest. Which one do you prefer?" 

I got really shy and blushed at the handsome masterpiece before me. I'm just so thankful I have my mask on. I stalled for a bit before answering, unsure. 

"I'm fine with what you're comfortable calling me, so if Delirious is the case then Delirious it is." I stepped closer to Evan and held out my hand for his suitcase. "I'll take that."

Evan handed over his suitcase and as I reached towards the suitcase I smelled a faint smell of wine. But why?

"I guess I'll be calling you Delirious for a while then, since old habits die hard." Evan said as he extended his hand.

I took his hand and we embraced in a bro hug, patting each others' backs. 

"I'm so glad I'm able to meet you." 

I was in complete shock, because, sure, I am able to greet people this way. I was already at level 7/10 from just being able to hug Evan, but hearing that malfunctioned my brain for at least 2 seconds. Once I processed my scattered thoughts telling me many things, I finally settled with a "me too" and patted his back one more time. We emerged from the hug and Evan smiled, causing me to do the same under my mask. There was something comforting about his warm arms.

"So where will I be staying at this beautiful palace?" Evan asked.

"Follow me." I led Evan through the suite's kitchen and past my bedroom to his. 

Inside, identical to mine, there is a queen size bed in front of the door, the blankets a deep velvet red.  A dresser is planted at the edge of the bed, leaving loads of room on the plush carpet. I set Evan's suitcase next to the dresser as I look past the bed and onto the view of the hot tub. The sliding glass doors pictured a perfect view of the sunrise, if it was even there. The night sky shown bright with little stars to show for it. 

"Here's your room. You have a view of the sunrise and the hot tub. The bathroom is right next door," I pointed to the door on the other side of the bed. "This is a connected bathroom, but at least we have two other bathrooms and the shower's pretty nice. Anyway, I'll be out in the living room if you need me."

"Thank you Jonathan." Evan said as I left his room. I closed my door on my way out and nearly died. My heart is beating a thousand miles per second, and they way Evan said it sounded so sweet. I wish I saw his face, I wish I turned my head to see his captivating face and the emotions.

I'm so in love.

A/N Thank You For Reading!! I'm sorry this took so long, but I thought of writing them together and I just couldn't do it. Almost done though. Thank you, again.