Evans POV:
Maybe I really did die. I'm starting to believe it's true. I mean, would this all happen in real life? No. Not at all.
Why hello Evan!
What? Who are you? Am I dead?
I started to panic.
No. You aren't dead. And I don't plan on killing you anytime soon.
"Who are you?!" I asked again out loud, but just a whisper. I don't need people thinking that I'm hearing things. Even though I am.
Evan, calm down dude, I'm just here to control your life.
Is this what Jared was talking about over the phone?
Maybe it can read my mind.
I can read your mind. And yup, he was talking about me! Would you like me to explain?
No. I'd much rather be alone to process the fact that I'm going insane.
Evan you aren't going insane, don't wor-
Just- Just shut up! Leave me alone!
As you wish,
Whatever it is, it's gone. Completely. Like, it just vanished. Is it even human?! God I've lost too much blood, I must be hallucinating.
My mom walked in, creaking the door open with a warm smile on her face. "Are you doing ok, honey?" She walked over to me, placing a hand on my forehead. I don't even know if blood loss can cause a fever, but better be safe than sorry.
"Can blood loss cause hallucinations?" I blurted out. "Yeah, I think so. Why? Have you been having those?" Her smile dulled, her eyebrows slanting into a concerned expression.
"No," I lied, "just curious."
"Ok, that's good. I think you might be able to get out earlier than ten! That's good, right?" Her bright smile glowed once again.
"Yeah. That's good." Is it really good? I finally get to hang out with mom, and here I am, leaving her so soon.
"Mom I'm sorry- I didn't- I just-" She came closer to me, wrapping her arms around me practically everywhere other than where the bandages were. "Evan. Listen to me. It's ok. I'm just glad you're still here."
Is she crying...? Shit, I feel even worse now. I moved my arms up the slightest, disregarding what Jared said about moving.
"I'm sorry that I couldn't be there for you..." She whispered, her voice shook, along with her whole body.
"Mom...none of this is your fault, I promise.." Partial truth. That's what it was. She's helped me a lot in the past, but she's also burned me pretty bad at times.
She pulled away, wiping a few fallen tears away from the corners of her eyes.
"Ok..I'm still sorry though.. It just hurts so bad to see you like...well...you know.." She gestured to my temporary bed.
"Well I'll be back in a little bit to take off your bandages and get you off of those machines. Your stitches were just the glue ones, so you won't have to get them taken out or anything. They just kinda...dissolve. Cool, huh?" I didn't respond.
She patted my shoulder, giving me a sad, exhausted smile. "Bye honey." She did a 180, walking out the door and shutting it.
Zoe's POV:
Wow. Ok then. I guess I shouldn't have said anything to Jared. Now I'm just driving home, sobbing into my steering wheel.
I fucked up, didn't I?
Yeah. I did.
"Hey Siri? Call Lana."
"Calling Lana, cell." The classic ring of my phone filled the car.
"Hello?"
"Hey, so uh, crazy day. Right?"
"Yup. It's been crazy for a lot of people."
"Yeah so anyways me and Evan just like, broke up?!" I couldn't believe the words I was speaking.
"My god...sometimes I wonder if I'm in a sitcom."
"I was thinking the same thing." I agreed.
"Are you ok?"
"Could be better. I mean, I'm single now. No one to call, no one to kiss me or hold me or-"
"You can call me!" Her kind voice made me smile just the slightest.
"Really?"
"Of course! That's what friends are for, right? You're calling me right now because something happened! So why would the future be any different?"
She has a point.
"Good point. Are you home? I don't want to go back to my house." We were having gluten free lasagna for dinner. I don't want to be home for that.
"Yup! I'm home! You're free to come over whenever you want!"
"Cool. I'll be over in a minute. See you there, Lana."
"See you soon, Zoe!"
She hung up as I drove to her house. I only knew where it was because she gave it to me this one time. She said that if I ever needed her, I could just call her or stop by.
She's a really nice person once you get to know her.
She's also insanely pretty. In a best friend type of way. Like a "Oh yeah I think she's pretty, but not romantically" type of way. Definitely.
...
OK FINE I HAVE A CRUSH ON HER. BUT WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT?! HUH?! HOW COULD YOU NOT LOVE HER?!!?! SHE'S PERFECT IN EVERY WAY POSSIBLE.
Ok, I'm getting closer to her house, act casual.
Alanas POV:
I saw her car pull into my driveway, my regular smile grew just a bit more at the thought of her.
She walked up to the door, she almost rang the door bell, but I opened the door before she could.
"Hey!"
"Hey." She looked sad, but at the same time, almost...relieved?
"Come in, let's go to my room." I grabbed her hand, kicking the door shut and going upstairs with her. Her hand in mine felt like heaven, but this is a bad time to swoon over another straight girl.
We got upstairs, walking into my bedroom and letting the door glide shut.
We sat on my bed, right next to each other. I looked to her as she looked at me.
"Spill the tea."
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Fear Evan Hansen
Fanfiction!!COMPLETED!! 34942 words 149305 characters 5055 sentences Started: November 23rd 2020 Finished: March 19th 2021 We were on the road. A race against time. We decided that we're going to leave. Leave this town for forever. We're never going bac...
