This story includes spoilers to Dear Evan Hansen. If you have only listened to the musical, I would advise you to read the book in order to fully understand what is happening here.
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"Connor? Are you even listening to me?" Cynthia asked.
Connor lifted his head a bit and Cynthia sighed, her grip tightening a bit as she took a deep breath to try and calm herself down a bit.
"Sorry." Connor mumbled, sitting up.
"It's okay, just...I hope you know that this camp will really help you."
Yeah right, isolating me away from my phone and the only person thats really cared about me. Fantastic idea, Cynthia. Connor thought.
"Your father's been really worried after that...incident with the locker at your last school." Cynthia said, glancing at her youngest child in the backseat. "And Zoe, stop drawing on your jeans. Those are nice clothes you're ruining."
"I'm not ruining, just...decorating." Zoe said, using a simple ink pen to scribble messy stars on the cuffs of her jeans.
If Larry cared, he would've taken off work to drive up with us to this stupid camp. Connor thought, grumbling.
"Can you do that for me, Connor?" Cynthia smiled, putting her hand on Connor's knee.
Connor quickly snapped back and he looked at his mother through his thick hair that often hid his eyes.
"I...yeah, I can."
Frick what did she say?! Connor panicked inside his head but kept a blank expression.
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(Cover art is not mine)
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❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
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