(Y/N)'s POV

"You know what?! Fuck this! I can't take living in this fucking house with these stupid fucking people!" I heard my dad yell

"Honey! Wait you don't know what you're doing!" My mom pleaded.

"I know exactly what the fuck I'm doing! I'm tired of this fucking bullshit!" Angry footsteps walked to the storage closet next to my room as I continued to hear my dad yelling.

Today started out so great, and quickly turned so horrible. I snapped out of my thoughts and heard my phone being bombed with text messages. That's right, I was in the middle of talking to Evan.

"Helloooooo"
"(N/N)"
"Fine be like that."
"I'm gonna keep bombing you 'till you answer"
"ANSWER YOUR PHONE"
"I know you always have your phone in your hands!"
"DON'T BE A BITCH"

"Chill. I'm here."

"Finally. What happened?"

"I'm getting tired. I'm gonna go to bed. Night."

I put my phone on night mode and laid back down in my bed. I still heard them fight, my face was expressionless because I always tried my best to not express sadness in any form.

"KILL ME WHY DON'T YOU?!" My mom yelled. That's when I heard my grandparents running and I could hear someone trying to gasp for breath. I couldn't take it, and that's when a tear finally escaped. I turned towards my side seeing my phone lit up. Whatever, I'm just going to go to bed.

Evan's POV

"I'm getting tired. I'm gonna go to bed. Night."

"What why? What's wrong?"
"(Y/N)?"
"Is everything alright?"
"Please answer"

She wasn't replying at all. I called at least 10 times and it all went straight to voicemail. (Y/N)'s rarely ever like this. In fact.. I've never seen her like this for a long time. I called a few more times, leaving voicemails, text messages. It sucked not being able to physically be there for her. She lived in (state/country) and I was here all the way in LA. Welp, there goes my sleep.

Time skip to early morning.
(Y/N) POV

I didn't want to talk to anyone at all last night. A part of me was saying "I'd love to be anywhere but here" and the other was saying "I can't leave. This is my home." My tears put me to sleep last night. The light from my phone lit up my room all night, assuming it was Evan. How I knew it was him? He was my best friend, one of the very few that gives a shit about me. I rolled over my bed and answered my phone. "Hello?" I answered very tiredly.

"About fucking time! What happened last night?" Evan said sounding pissed. "Remember that thing I told you about my parents recently? Yea, I'm pretty sure you got the gist of it. I even heard my mom getting hit last night." There were no emotions in my voice. I was just tired. There was a long minute of silence. "What I'd do to get away from here.. If only I didn't fuck up so bad in high school, I'd have a scholarship and a one way ticket out of here." I said breaking the silence.
"I could fly you here." Evan replied all happy.
"Evan really, you don't need to. I can get the money myself."
"Well too bad, you don't have choice."
"Evan don't-"
"There! Booked your flight!"
"No you fucking did not.." That's when I heard a text go off. I opened it and saw a screenshot of a purchased plane ticket for a flight to LA tomorrow. "Evan! Don't you ever listen?!"
"Nope. But I'm tired of not being there for you." I really don't know what to say.. "Better start packing~" Evan cooed as I let out a sigh.
"You're so fucking bossy."
"And you're such a bitch."
Both of us laughed. "I'm glad we're best friends. Thanks.. I guess. I'll start packing."
"Let me know when you're at the airport there!"
The call ended from there. A part of me wanted to stay and not abandon my mom. Call me selfish, but I knew this was what I wanted to do since I met Evan.

Evan's POV

I got a call from (Y/N) the next early morning again telling me she was done checking in. I really couldn't wait! I finally get to meet my best friend in person after 7 years. I got butterflies in my stomach. Why? I really like her, I've been through a lot with her despite the distance. She doesn't know yet, but I know her, she'll act oblivious to avoid conversations she doesn't want. She probably knows, that's why she doesn't want to talk about it. That's probably why she was sounded hesitant to come here. I'm such a dumbass.

"Hello? Evan? You still there?" (Y/N) said breaking me out of my thoughts.
"Uh yea sorry."
"I just got on the plane. People are still coming on. I think I'm gonna rest for a bit actually, I woke up early for your stupid ass, soo I'll call you when I land-"
"Wait (Y/N)"
"Yea?"
I couldn't say it.. I was too nervous. "Never mind.. I'll tell you when you get here. I'll meet you at the airport."

LAX airport hours later.

(Y/N)'s POV

That last phone call with Evan was weird. What if I ended up befriending a murderer? Joking. I know he's not, we've skyped and texted each other almost everyday. Doesn't murdering take a lot of time in a day? Ok I'm rambling stupid thoughts. I felt the wheels from the plane release, letting me know we were landing and breaking me out of my weird train of thought. I was super excited to meet Evan! A knot in my stomach was forming, my heart was beating faster, I felt myself smile without permission. I really like Evan, he was always there for me, just not physically. I guess you could say, I like him. I really like him. But maybe this whole flight was out of pity.. I know he's rich, he could've gotten a plane ticket for anyone. Maybe best friends is all we were. I texted Evan I was landing, got up to stretched, grabbed my carry on and there I was on my way out.

I stepped out of the plane entering the gate to LAX. I looked around taking in the surroundings of my now new home. "(Y/N)!" I heard Evan's voice and looked for him. Being the short person I am, I walked past him in the crowd without knowing. I felt my arm pulled by someone, and that someone was him.

I dropped my carry on as he pulled me in for a hug before I could examine what was in his hands. "You're finally here." He said in my shoulders pulling me back. I looked down into his hands and see a bouquet of flowers and an adorable teddy bear.
"Wha? What's all this?"
"Just wanted to start off your new life on a good note." Evan smiled.
"Alright, first the plane ticket, now the cutesy gifts. Are you sure you're my best friend? Because he's never this cheesy." I joked as we started laughing. "You still didn't tell me what you wanted to say before we hung up. C'mon, spill it."
He sighed. "Is it wrong to want to be more than just your best friend?" What. My mind went into complete shock as he handed me the gifts. "I was tired of not being able to be there for you. Tired for 7 years, almost 8. Now that you're finally here, I wanna start off your new life with me next you. So what do you say? Will you finally be mine?" He cupped my cheeks that were now flushed red as we looked at each other into our eyes.
I smiled and replied "I'd love that." He brought my face closer to him that's when I kissed someone I'd never thought I'd kiss in a million years. "Love ya, bitch."
"Love ya too, asshat."

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Cheesy? Maybe. I wanted to write this to take off what was on my mind right now.. which was basically this. I'm having a tough night if you couldn't tell from the beginning and I don't feel like going into detail that's why I left it vague. But writing this made me feel a lot better. These were just thoughts I've been having recently and I replicated Vanoss as one of my best friends over the Internet. Anyways, peace out everybody! Goodbye~