My friends and I have problems

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Evan's POV
I slowly opened my eyes and then immediately regretting it. My eyes were blinded by a giant light. I rubbed my eyes at sat up. My vision cleared and I saw everyone at the table.
"Damn, how long was I out for?" I asked running my hand through my hair.
"An hour or two" Craig said. I threw the blanket off me, stretched, and stood up.
"Holy shit!" Marcel yelled.
"What?" I asked rubbing my eye and scratching my stomach. "You have so many scars" he said quieter. I looked down and saw small scars on my stomach, ribs, chest, waist, and arms. The worst ones were on my ribs. I shook it off and sat next to Tyler and Craig. Jon handed me toast which I gladly ate.
"So what happened last night?" I asked.
"Well Marcel and Craig were skating boarding the whole night, Ryan was passed out on a lawn chair outside, Tyler was chatting up some girl on the dance floor and you gave her your number and she gave you hers which still should be in your pocket" Jon said. Tyler pulled out a tiny piece of paper out of his pocket. "Yes!" He whispered fist pumping.
"And me?" I asked.
"You were making out with some girl in a closet" he said rather disappointed. I was shocked, Jon turned around to grab the toast that popped up. "I thought you were gay?" Craig whispered in my ear.
"Me too" I whispered back. He just shrugged. I stood up and stretched again. Jon's eyes were glued on me and I could see Ryan's jealousy. Ryan wrapped an arm around Jon's waist and pulled him in. "Is that a hickey?" Marcel asked pointing at my shoulder. I whipped out my phone and looked at it. There were little purple marks on my neck and shoulder.
"Shit yeah" I laughed.
"Dude your aunt's going to kill you" Marcel laughed. "She'll get over it" I waved off looking for my shirt. Jon rolled his eyes and bit his toast. I put my shirt on quickly before they pointed out more shit about me. I mean I thought I was gay, guess not. I fixed my hair in the bathroom and pulled out my cigarettes from my jacket. I stepped outside and started smoking. "Evan? What the hell?!" I heard someone yell. I walked back in to see everyone confused. "What?"
"You smoke now?" Tyler asked. I blew smoke out of my nose and nodded. I stepped back outside and went on my phone. Soon everyone went home, Craig went to Tyler's, so it was just Jon and I. I put my cig out and went back inside and grabbed my hat. I grabbed my jacket, but just when I was about to Jon grabbed it. "What the hell Evan?!" He yelled.
"What?"
"Why have you been ignoring me lately?"
"I've not" I said reaching for my coat but he pulled it farther from me.
"Don't lie to me. What's wrong?"
"Nothing, give me my coat"
"Answer my question"
"I just did"
"Stop lying!" He yelled shoving me lightly.
"What'd I do?" He asked. I rolled my eyes and finally grabbed my coat. "Evan stop!" He yelled as I headed for the door. He ran as fast as he could and surprisingly beat me to the door, blocking it. I rolled my eyes and tried pushing him out of the way but he only stayed put.
"I don't get why you hate me so much all of the sudden" he said as tears brimmed his eyes. I wanted so badly to pick him up and hug him, but... I couldn't. "I don't I-"
"I'm sorry I haven't been hanging out with you guys as much now because I have a boyfriend, but he loves me okay?! And that's what you do in a relationship you spend time with that person!" He yelled. I backed up and he moved forward. We stopped, "And smoking, ignoring me, getting into fights, hooking up with girls?! Who the hell are you anymore? You've changed so much since you've been jumped. But who was there for you after it happened? Who was there when you broke your hand? Who was there when you got your tooth knocked out? Who was there when you got gum stuck in your hair and needed someone to cut it out? Me! I was! And now you're just ignoring me and I don't even know what I did to cause this? But just because I do not spend as much time with you and the guys does not mean you can just-"
"I love you!" I interrupted. He stared at me, the look on his face softened.
"I'm in love with you, okay?... and you don't love me back. And I tried to get over you by ignoring you, but it only made it worse. And now... I'm done" said. There was 5 seconds of silence and I left. I got to my house and ran up into my room immediately. I threw my hat and jacket on the ground and groaned. I grabbed my cigarettes and went on my roof. I lit one up and dangled my feet off the edge. I laid down and looked at the sky. "Fuck" I muttered.