A few weeks later...
Evan's POV:
Connor and I just moved into our new apartment that we will be staying in for college. There are boxes everywhere, the only stuff currently set up in our apartment is the furniture. It's already 9:00 pm because it took us 5 hours to get here and not to mention Connor was drunk the whole time. We almost got in a car crash twice and I was terrified the entire time. He says it's because it keeps him sane. I would have driven but I have a ton of driving anxiety so it was better him than me. I'm just glad we got here. Connor is already lying on our new bed and watching TV. I come into the room.
"Don't you wanna unpack?" I ask.
Connor sighs. "We can do it tomorrow" He says while taking a swig of beer.
"You're making yourself more drunk than you already are and that's not helping anything" I say.
"Shut up" He says.
I smile. "Nope" I say.
"Phone" Connor says.
"What?" I say.
"Give me your phone" He says.
"But why?" I say.
"Because you won't shut up, I'm taking your phone" He says.
I laugh. "You're gonna have to come get it yourself" I say.
Connor sighs and gets out of bed and starts walking over towards me.
"You thought I wouldn't get out of bed" He says.
Fuck.
"Look what if I said I was sorry?" I ask.
"It's in the back pocket isn't it?" He says.
He knows me too well.
I slowly back away from him and start reaching for my phone.
"No" I say while taking it out of my pocket and running for dear life, Connor runs after me.
I run towards the wall and now I have no where to go and Connor catches up with me, grabs onto my arm, and takes the phone out of my hands.
"Look I won't bug you anymore" I say.
"Too late" He says while scrolling through my phone and smiling.
"Hey Evan" He says.
"Yeah?" I say.
"Why did you look up how to open a box?" Connor says.
I stare at him and he just smirks at me, trying to hide his laugh.
"Why are you looking at my search history?" I ask.
"Oh I could look at your messages, your notes, everything, but I just think I'll save those for later" He says while walking back to the bedroom with my phone. I follow him.
"What if I told you I wouldn't bug you?" I ask.
"Nope, I'm keeping it for the night. Now go to bed" Connor says.
"How come you've turned into my mom?" I ask.
"Cause I don't wanna do anything and don't want you bugging me so you get the punishment" Connor says.
I sigh.
"Fuck you" I say.
"Fuck you too" he says while I climb into bed and start falling asleep.
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Broken Hearts - TreeBros Part 2 - The Separate Journeys
FanfictionSequel to: Broken Hearts - TreeBros Art by: @adothamtheother51 After high school Evan and Connor now need to think about college. Thinking about college is not an easy job though and can come with a lot of compromises, including being farther from s...