When Feelings Are Exposed

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"Why Evan? Why wouldn't you tell your best friends something so important?" I ask him, finally asking the question i've been waiting to ask.

"I'm... I'm scared, that's all. I'm scared you guys will treat me different. I don't want to be known as the depressed, suicidal kid in the group. I don't want things to change."  He tears up, "and how was I supposed to tell you that I can't stop thinking about my mom again? You heard me complain and cry about her for over a year, and it's been so long since it happened." He painfully closes his eyes, "This is all so stupid!"

I look at him sadly, seeing a tear slip down his cheek. After all this time, how did I not know he felt this way?

"Evan, we're here for you, don't you know that?"

"Yes, I know, but... I don't want to make you upset. I love seeing you guys laugh and joke around. It makes me happy." He mumbles, looking down and wiping his eyes with his sleeves.

He's beating around the bush. He doesn't understand, I feel his burdens on my back as well. I can sense him hiding stuff from me, seeing that we group up together and knowing each other well enough.

I thought we knew each other well enough.

"I know something else is bothering you." I get closer to him. He looks down then back up at me.

"I don't have much to say-"

I furrow my eyebrows at him, trying to show him that I don't want him to spit out some bullsh*t.

He sighs, taking the hint. "I'm just a little lonely. Is that a good enough answer? All these people come and ask me out so often, and I automatically turn them down, but-" He closes his eyes again, taking a deep breath and calming down a little, "I just don't know anymore. Maybe saying yes to someone is what I need right now."

I raise an eyebrow at him, a little confused. I knew he was hiding something from me, but I didn't think he was conflicted about relationships like that. I thought... he knew.

This whole time I thought he knew.

"Ev, if you feel alone, you can always tell us... I mean, you know how I said I had a crush on someone in the group?" I glance around us, seeing no one around. I look back at him, noticing his nervous expression.

"Mhm...?" He hums confusingly. My hand loosens its grip on his arm as I relax my shoulders.

"it's been you." I whisper as I push past my limits, taking the next step.

I press my lips against his, feeling a positive reaction in return. Ecstasy runs through my body, making me not wanna stop.

All of a sudden, I can't stop this feeling.

"Oh? What's this here?"

Me and Evan separate and turn our heads towards the voice.

And of course. It's the last person we wanna see. Julian, that has nothing better to do with his life than terrorize other people for his own amusement.

"Who would've thought that Fong liked boys? I bet the school would looveee to see this." Julian smirks. Then we hear a series of footsteps turning the corner. The guys. Everyone is frozen.

"What do you have to say about this one, Fong?" Julian says

Evan sighs and I let go of his wrists.

"f*ck off julian" evan says quietly, walking past everyone with his head down and hood up.

"I finally got to his head." Julian says then walks off

Me and the guys are frozen. Did I make a mistake? I slowly blink and turn to head back to class. Before I can turn the corner, someone grabs my arm. I turn around, it's Marcel. "Jon. What happened?" He asks while everyone gives me a worried look. I turn around and walk away. We arrive at the classroom and sit back down.  Evan has his head down with his headphones in and hood on.

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