Hidden Secret// ✔️COMPLETE✔️

•Chapter 18•

Evan's POV

I'm worried about Jonathan. He's not him anymore. I need to be there for him.

But how? I need to see him. Wildcat offered me to say at his house since he said I acted 'differently'.

He didn't want me around Jonathan because he said he's bad news. I get he's looking out for me but I need to listen to my heart.

It was currently 12:00 at night. I grabbed my suitcase and left without a word.

I got a taxi to the airport. I booked the next flight to North Carolina. I can't wait to hold my baby again.

Jonathan's POV

I fell asleep on the couch. I had a really bad headache because of what Trent gave me.

I had a dream

Luke held me in his arms. I was crying. "Im so sorry Jonathan." Luke spoke softly. I looked up at Evan's open casket. I cried even more. He didn't deserve to die. I do. I cried into Luke's chest.

I woke up with tears in my eyes. That dream felt so real. I wiped the tears away and walked to my bathroom.

I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were red. I rubbed them and cursed to myself.

I looked at myself dead in the eyes. "Stop! Just fucking stop!" I yelled at myself.

I heard a knock at my front door. I put on my blue hoodie and walked to the door.

I opened it not looking at the person right away. "Hey delirious." I froze. That's Evan?

I finally looked up and saw Evan smirking. I brought him in a tight hug. I wrapped my arms around his neck.

He chuckled and wrapped his arms around my tiny waist. I started to tear up thinking that my nightmare might come true at any second.

He only hugged tighter. "I'm here Jonathan. I'm here now." His sweet words were like music to my ears.

I'm just happy that he's here and not gone. I'm glad he's not with Tyler or Sydney.

We pulled away and shared a tender kiss. It felt like sparks flew or the butterflies in my stomach were set free.

I missed this feeling.

The kiss went on. He walked forward towards the couch. I walked backwards and feel onto the couch.

Our lips still didn't part. I felt him put a hand up my shirt. His movements stopped.

He sat there with what looked like shock all over his face. I looked up at him in confusion.

"Jon, how long has it been since you ate?" He asked looking at me with worry written all over his face.

I hesitated. "A week." I said nervously. He touched my stomach with care. "Please eat Jonathan. I'm worried about you. You're the most important thing in my life and I don't want you to go away." He said with a sad expression.

I looked down. "I know it's just been.... hard without you." I admitted.

He kissed me gently. "I'm not leaving. Not now, not ever." He says with a smile.