The note read-

Dear Evan Hansen,
I know you haven't had such a great day, or a great weekend. Because neither have I.

I know what I did was wrong, but maybe imagine, you told Connor you were in love with him. After years of loving him, you find out he's gay, and you're over the moon. But, then you find out that he's gay for the douchiest guy at school (neither of you are the douchiest guy at school, but it totally seems that way when someone steals the love of your life).

So you decide, fuck it. And you kiss him. And he KISSES BACK.

Fuck, that feeling when he kisses back. Evan, it's the happiest you've ever been.

Then he pulls away, and you remember that guy, the guy he's with. And he runs. And you panic. And you cry. And he cries. And you've fucked it. You've fucked it all up like you always do.

So then he stops talking to you. And your whole life flashes before your eyes. But not just your past, your future too. Possible futures and you can't imagine any of them without him.

I'm so sorry Evan. I'm so so so sorry. I'm 17 I shouldn't be this fucking angsty but holy shit. I love you and I'm sorry about that.

Let's talk after you read this. Please. X

Jared drove to Evans house, sighing as he saw Connors car in the driveway. He parked on the sidewalk and walked up the the front door, the note wrinkling in his nervous hands. He raised this hand to knock as he puffed out his chest, but stopped when he heard a laugh from inside. Two boys laughing together. Happy.

Jared felt like a dick. A huge dick. A big ol penis face. He put the letter on the step and walked away, honking his horn repeatedly as he drove away.

Evan heard the honk inside. "Someone here you reckon?" he asked, smiling
"Yeah, my hot boyfriend." Connor replied. Evan slapped his arm and stood up laughing, Connor slapping his butt.
"Stop that!" Evan squealed
"make me!" Connor replied. Both poked their tongue out at the other quickly until Evan left the room smiling.

He opened the front door to see if anyone was outside, and was met with an envelope on the doorstep, addressed to ~Evan~ in the worst cursive you've ever seen.

He knew immediately who it was from. He picked it up warily, hoping Jared hadn't gone mad and mailed him anthrax or something. Or maybe it was full of glitter. Evan couldn't tell which was worse. (A/N I love glitter but cmon thats funny. Evan hates glitter, Connor loves it.)

He opened it and stared at the wrinkly paper for a minute, tears welling in his eyes. You've fucked it up like you always do. Evan didn't want to make Jared feel like that at all. He loved Jared, just not in the same way.

He folded the letter and put it in his pocket, going back to sit on the couch with Connor.

He wondered what Jared was doing right now, and if he was okay.

OK so sorry for a short chapter but I've been really really busy recently and I have exams coming up but I'm working on an update schedule so this doesn't happen again :)