I'm Not Insane... (VanossGaming + H2ODelirious Fanfic)

So Far.

I woke up with Vanoss across my chest. What the fuck Evan? I smiled and sat up. Evan opened his eyes slightly and looked at me and closed them. Then he shot up, off the bed

"Sorry, I-" He started but I laughed at him.

"Couldn't sleep?" I said mocking him.

"Yeah, too cold." He replied sounding embarrassed.

"We're just trying to make this the most awkward weekend. Aren't we?"

"Yea, no kidding." He said. I should have never brought this fucking mask.

My phone buzzed. Wildcat wanted us all to play gta 5. I looked up at Evan checking his own phone.

"Can I play on the living room tv?" I asked. It was going to be pretty sick to play gta on that huge tv.

"Yea, but you can't record on it." He said. I rolled my eyes.

"Not everything is about youtube." I said.

"I know." He walked out of the room.

Wait. Evan came into my room. The realization of everything that happened this weekend hit me. Does he feel the same way? It can't be that easy. Can it?

Well I guess it doesn't matter if he does or not, I have a flight booked back home first thing tomorrow. I sighed. I changed into some new clothes and went downstairs.

"You know what? I really don't feel like recording." Evan said as I walked down the stairs. He threw his phone on the couch.

"What do you want to do?" I asked.

He sighed and looked at me. "This." He pushed me against the wall and lifted up my mask, just above my mouth and kissed me. He kissed me. I can't believe this. Is this a dream? It has to be. But it's so real.

I was so shocked as he pulled away and frowned. "I'm sorry." He said turing away. It's not a dream.

"No, it's ok." I said, grabbing his arm, about to kiss him back.

"NO." Evan said and I jumped. What the hell?

"I'm sorry." He said looking at me. "I- I just need to go clear my head." He grabbed the keys to his car and just left. Just like that.

I was still shocked. He does like me?Why did he have to leave? God, it happened so fucking fast.

I looked out the window. His car was gone. Damn. What did I do wrong?

I heard a buzz, I looked at his phone he left on the couch. Someone had sent him text him. Should I look at it? It can't hurt right?

I picked up his phone. It was from Nanners. 'You only have a few more hours. >;D' What is up with Nanners and these stupid faces?

I opened up the conversation.

'Hey I bet u $100 you can't get delirious to kiss you this weekend. ;) -Adam'

That fucking piece of shit motherfucker Adam.

'$100 bucks?' Evan replied.

'Yep, accept he has to kiss u. U can't kiss him.'

'Your on'

Two fucking words. Two fucking words that hurt me. I dropped Evan's phone. I really wanted throw it against the wall.

Does this mean? The lying about the fucking blankets? The wanting to go to the pool so fucking badly? The kiss? It was all for this stupid ass fucking bet? And I almost did it too. That fucking motherfucker.

I need to go somewhere.

I called my taxi driver. Five minutes later I was packed and I heard him beep his horn outside. I walked downstairs and grabbed Evan's phone again. I typed in his and Nanner's conversation: 'YOU FUCKER VANOSS' I didn't send it, just left it there. He would see it.

I walked out the door, to the cab. "Hey." He said to me.

"Yea, what?" I said, I was fucking pissed.

"What's with the mask?" He asked me seriously. I forgot about this thing. He probably thinks I fucking murdered somebody.

I took it off. "Sorry, it's a long fucking story." I said.

"I have time." He said, crossing his arms. He obviously wasn't going to take me anywhere. I sighed. I explained to him everything. My youtube name and friends and how I have always liked Vanoss and the stupid fucking bet.

He probably hates me. I came into his car looking like I murdered someone and now I told him I was bi. I remembered he told me about his wife Jayden who died not too long ago.

"So, where do you want to go?" He asked.

I could hardly believe it. "I think a hotel." I stuttered. "Thank you." He nodded and started the car. "Why don't you hate me?"

"Why would I hate you?"

"Well, my fam-" I stopped as all the bad memories came back to me.

"I understand." He paused. "I haven't told anyone this in a long time, but Jayden wasn't my wife. He was my best friend." He? He paused and looked at me and smiled. I was not expecting that.

"We grew up together in this town. Best friends." He said pulling into a parking lot of a hotel. "Then at one point in our lives, he told me he always wished we were more than friends. I wasn't sure at first, but we got married." I remember all the details he told me. But wow, I wish I could meet Jayden, he sounded like me. He parked the car.

"Did you ever do anything like Vanoss did?" I asked.

"I did make fun of him for it at first." He paused. "I really regret that. He finally snapped and wouldn't talk to me for a week. It was the worst week of my life." That's just what Vanoss needs. The worst week of his life.

"But my life isn't the same as yours." He unlocked the doors. I started to get out.

"Wait, you never told me. What's your name?" I asked.

"Ethan. Yours?"

"Jonathan."

Jayden and Ethan.

Jonathan and Evan.

But my life isn't the same as his. Evan's never going to like me. It was all for a fucking bet. I'm leaving first thing in the morning.

I checked into the hotel.