Chapter 8

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I feel a tug on my hand and I suddenly remember where I was.

Evan.

"H-Hey... You okay, Man?"
It takes me a few seconds to realize he's talking to me. I stare at him fully shocked and feel tears starting to form.

He's in front of me.

"Uncle Johnny.. Are we getting our pizza?" I somehow managed to nod but not speak.

"You look like you've seen a ghost.. Do you need water? Food? Anything?"

I bring my free hand up to my temple and start slowly rubbing it to stop the headache that's forming.

"Evan.. Please just stop talking.."

And he indeed did.

I stand frozen with fear and slowly look up to meet his face.

"How do you know my name..?" He says quietly.

"I-I Uh, I'm a fan! U-Uh.. I'm not really used to encounters like these! I'm sorry for disturbing you.."

As I try to speed walk my way out of there, I stop and hear something behind me stop as well.
I hear a slight whisper and catch a few words there.
"Are you not going to ask for a picture or a signature? Normally fans would stay and talk.."

I feel the grip on my hand loosened and I look down at Ethan.

"Ethan.. Hon-?"
"Mister, I want your autograph!"

I stare at Evan and wait for his reaction.

Let me tell you, It was pretty funny.

Evan's eyes widened and you can clearly see his face process what Ethan had just said. Then he finally showed that smile.

Oh lord, that beautiful smile.

Fuuck.

I continue staring and see him squat down to Ethan's size.

"Do you have anything to write on? Or where do you want me to sign?" Ethan stares at Evan until he looks up at me and tugs at my sleeve.

I then also squat down to his level and he then whispers something to me.

"Is this the boy you like, Uncle Johnny?"

My eyed widened and then I let out a giggle. I then begin to stand up and kiss his forehead.

"You got that right."

Ethan beams with joy and suddenly turns towards Evan.

 "Can you write on my Uncle Johnny's shirt?"

Evan looks up at me and I stare back.
I'm not losing this staring contest, bitch!

As soon as that thought comes through my head, I see him turn away and cough.

He quickly says something and I somehow managed to catch it all. "So, Uh.. What would you like me to write?"

Before I can answer Ethan excitedly says that he should write something that would stick with me forever.

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