The Bad Boy Effect (H2OVanoss) [Completed]

Chapter 30

Last chapter, I hope you like it

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"Fuck," the word left my mouth before I could stop myself. My eyes were glued to where the bell atop the front door had chimed. There he stood, the boy who had haunted my every living moment for weeks.

"What is it?" Tyler curiously asked from beside me, following my gaze, but still seemed confused. "Seriously, Ev, what is it?" I swirled my straw around using my tongue as I stared at Jonathan intently.

"Dickhead at twelve o'clock." That caught everyone's attention as they turned in their seats to see Jonathan sitting peacefully on a red faux leather bar stool, tapping his fingers against the counter. I sipped my drink to push down the heart-wrenching feeling that was building up in my chest. I looked back down at the table after a few more moments.

"The fuck is he doing here..?" He heard Tyler whisper to himself as I pulled my hood up over my head to draw as little attention to myself as possible. The last thing I wanted was to cause a scene in such a public place.

Suddenly I felt something warm on my cheek, and I leaned back in my chair and looked at my lap as an instinct, using my sleeve to wipe them away as well. I tug on Tyler's arm besides me, he was still watching Jonathan very intently. "Tyler, I have to use the restroom, can you, um, move maybe?" I ask quietly and immediately Tyler is gathering his jacket and asking whoever sat on the other side of him to move. Thankfully I wouldn't have to pass Jonathan on my way to the bathroom. I slid out of the booth and used every bit of self control I had left to walk instead of run to the bathroom.

My footsteps echoed on the tiles as I rushed into a stall, locking it quickly and just sitting down on the seat as I let a few tears escape. I thought I was fine, that I could see him and not feel a single thing because he doesn't deserve the satisfaction of knowing he hurt me. My breathing soon begins to hurt me and I realize that it's because my breath is fast and short, highly unusual, if you don't consider how I've been the past month, if it's even been that long.

A few tears slipped down my face as I sniffed, trying to wipe them away. I was only meaning to calm myself down so I could enjoy my time with my friends, not work myself up all over again. There wasn't a need to cry over this boy anymore, he had done all he could to me. I sniff, wiping at my eyes with my sleeve once again, my hood still pulled up. Holding the top of it, I un my fingers through my hair to blindly adjust it before wiping at my eyes again, telling myself that he wasn't worth it.

High school relationships aren't worth anything compared to the ones you'll make in college, they say. I don't need to keep crying over Jonathan, there would be others like him, too.

"Evan?" I was so caught up in my thoughts I hadn't heard the door open, my breath stopping as I heard Jonathan's voice again for the first time in a long time. I froze, tensing my shoulders. "Ev?" I had no where to run this time, and I had foolishly left my phone at the table, no one was going to help me. I wiped at my eyes one more time before standing up and unlocking the stall with hesitation. I looked terrible, I knew I looked terrible, but I had to get this over with. As I stepped towards the sinks, I felt his gaze follow me. I just needed to ignore him, that was it. Ignore him. "Evan, please talk to me. I haven't seen you in so long and I saw your friends out there but I recognized your phone case and figured you were in here." I held my ground as I washed my hands quickly before grabbing a paper towel to dry them off.

His fingers grip my wrist. "Please, just talk to me."

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Jonathan couldn't believe that he was looking at Evan again, he thought he would never see him after what had happened. But, here he was. His eyes red and his hair messed up, he looked thinner than when he had seen him last and Jonathan's heart broke at the sight of his ex-boyfriend.