Evan sat on his bed numbly. He felt so awful about everything that was going on- after Connor's attempted suicide, Zoe just didn't seem the same.
Evan thought he liked her, he really did. He was so sure that she was the girl for him because he was hanging out around her and Connor more after to help emotional support them- even though he's probably not qualified to do anything related to this, but Heidi agreed that it would maybe help him too.
Connor... Evan blushes and fell backwards on his bed, his face heating up turning bright red. He tightened his grip on the black jacket around him, way too big, mainly because it wasn't his.
Why could life just be easy and make sense all the time?
He was sure Zoe was the girl for him that they were going to date when he finally muster up the courage to ask her, but then...
Evan groaned at his stupidity and confusion. Why did Connor have to kiss him so suddenly? Now, he's so confused about what he wants and what he thought he knew about himself.
He thought he'd want to date Zoe. He really, really did.
... but now he wasn't so sure.
In fact, he was completely unsure of that now. It seemed like he wasn't thinking about Zoe in that way at all now that Connor had kissed him and... Evan blushed even more, he had liked kissing Connor.
He wasn't really sure what to do any more...
