tw: self harm implied

     Rehearsals continued on. The boys spent hours rehearsing, Connor throwing dirty looks to Will whenever he could. About a month before the show, the costuming crew began to work. Evan was pulled out of Freeze Your Brain to get thrown into fabrics. He walked back on stage shyly, Connor's eyes widening at the sight.

     Evan walked out in a pair of simple black and white heels with blue socks that just grazed his thighs. He had on a white shirt with a very tight double breasted blue blazer. The grey striped shorts he wore were tight around his hips, making him slouch self consciously. Connor's expression sparkled, walking slowly over to Evan and holding him around the waist. 

     "You look hot."

     "I look like a mess." Evan tried not to look into Connor's eyes, trying to turn his head away embarrassed. Connor brought him into a quick kiss before being called over to put on a long trench coat.  Evan smiled, running his hand down Connor's chest as he walked back over to him. He took the coat material in his hands, fiddling around with it.

     "I like it..."

     "Let's rehearse Me Inside of Me! Will- just lie on stage. The rest of you position yourselves accordingly." The director was far more infested with other things to care about blocking. 

     Evan did a quick warm up scale, letting go of Connor and standing near Will's head. He took a deep breath, then looked up at Connor who was squatting at Will's side. Will took the moment to give Connor a wicked smile before the music started playing.

       "Dear world... Believe it or not, I knew about fear, I knew the way loneliness stung, I hid behind smiles and crazy hot clothes, I learned to kiss..." Evan saw Will continuing to stare at Connor at an angle where he could see a little up his shirt. Evan paused, biting his lip.

     "Sorry, can we start over?" He called out, seeing Connor look up at him concerned but offering a supportive smile. The music started over and Evan managed to get through the song without having to restart again. He jumped a little when Will got up to start singing. Connor tried to nonchalantly wander towards Evan, glaring at Will through the entirety of the song. 

     "Heather is the me inside of me! Inside... Of me!" The ensemble finished, earning a small applause from the crew members. Connor took Evan by the hand to pull him off stage, the boys stumbling out the doors to the quiet hallway. Evan pulled Connor towards him by the hems of his trench coat, connecting their lips. Connor wrapped his arms around Evan's hips, making sure not to touch anywhere Evan had triggers. 

     "Kiss me here..." Evan mumbled out suddenly, guiding Connor to the hickeys on his neck from Will.

     "A-Are you sure?" 

     "You can even... Bite... Down..." Evan murmured, he didn't want the marks to represent Will. He wanted to be Connor's and nobody else's.

     "I'll only do what you want me to."

     "Mark me. I'm yours, Con." Connor's lips left a trail of small kisses down to where Will had abused his skin. He pressed his lips gently to the fragile skin, moving to his collarbone to part away the shirt and bite and suck on the skin a little. He left a small mark, looking at Evan with a frown.

     "Is that okay?"

     "Amazing." Evan was smiling, running his fingers over the new mark. He kissed Connor again, going as much as to bite and tug at Connor's lip through the kiss. Connor relaxed into the kiss, surprised at how Evan was acting. He felt that after he beat up Will that Evan had gained some confidence. 

     "Ew. Queers, get in here. We're doing Yo Girl. So we kinda need... One of you..." A sweaty freshmen interrupted the boys, Connor flipping him off before letting Evan go. 

     "I'll be on soon." Connor said quickly before the boy nudged Evan back into the auditorium and onto the stage. Evan was put on the spot when the music started immediately.

      "Martha Dumptruck took a belly flop off the Old Mill Bridge last night holding a suicide note."

     "Oh my god. Is she dead?" Evan shivered as he saw the boy who had helped Will attack him, trying to keep himself together and sing through the song.

     "Yo boy, keep it together. I knew you would come far, now you're truly a Heather, smell how gangsta you are." Will was inching closer and closer to Evan, until his lips were inches from his ears. Jared kicked him with the help of Rich backwards, and Evan smiled as he walked farther down the stage. 

     "Martha, I'm so sorry?" The trio continued to sing behind Evan, Will walking to much forward every time.

     "Come join Heather in hell." Will sang loudly, reaching out to put his hands on Evan's shoulders only to be slapped away by Jared. Evan managed to make it through to the end of the song, only stumbling on his blocking ever so often.

     "Ronnie's trying to keep him out now. Too late! He got in." Evan almost smiled as Connor walked up to him, trying to remind himself he was in character.

     "Knock knock! Sorry to come through the window-"

     "Ronnie. You cannot smile when he comes up to you, he's about to murder you! Act like it." The director yelled out, Evan giggling before he put on a terrified expression. He was thinking of Will, making his whole body adapt to a more fetal position.

     "Dreadful etiquette, I know."

     "Get out of my house." Evan spoke coldly, and the music cut. The lights cut with the music and Evan jumped feeling a foreign hand on his shoulder.

     "Nice job, Evan. Really enjoyed it." Will said as he patted his back, then walking off and his hips swaying. Connor was about to run after him when Evan stopped him, holding his arm with a small smile.

     "It's okay. Let's just go... You can help me get changed?" Evan said quietly, eyeing where Will went to make sure he didn't follow them to the bathroom. Connor nodded, putting his hand behind Evan's back and guiding him to the bathroom. Evan started unbuttoning the blazer as the door closed, Connor walking over to help him with the buttons. Evan smiled, letting Connor take off his jacket and shirt without jumping.

     "You're doing so well Ev... But promise me, if anything is uncomfortable just tell me and I'll stop..."

     "T-The only way to get over it is to do it right. And I know with you I can make things right again. I love you, in a different way than I thought I loved Will. I love you, Connor." Evan spoke out confidently.

"And I love you, Evan. So damn much." He told Evan, watching him pull his shirt over his head and going into the stall to change his pants. Connor took his trench coat and folding it over his arms. He put his sweatshirt over his arms quickly, as if he were trying to cover something. Evan didn't see it as he came out of the stall adorned in khakis, but he noticed the suspicious aura on Connor.

     "Are you okay?"

     "Fabulous, actually, because you're with me." Connor gave Evan a small kiss to his forehead before the couple trailed out of the bathroom with their hands interlocked. Will eyed them from just outside the auditorium, a cigarette resting between his teeth. He chuckled as he saw the boys leave, rolling his eyes to himself. He knew he could win Evan back easily if he eliminated Connor, which to him, sounded quite easy.

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a.n: this ended so bad wow and it's so short haha