UndertaleMallow thanks sis for the suggestion....lol I'm sorry if it is bad XD

Evan's POV

Everyone has a soulmate.
Everyone.

All around senior year, laughs and smiles are passed around as they finally met there one. Out of the first thing they said to each other.

Was I never good enough for anyone to have a soulmate?

I looked at my blank arms, frowning.

There is in the billions of people, someone to love me. Someone to always be there. To care. To listen to the sound of your tossing and turning of insomnia crashing into you. Someon-

My eyes feel like their gonna bleed, dried up and bulging out my skull

That one vibrated song interrupted my unsettling thoughts.

I grabbed my phone and answer it.

"Evan?"
Jared's voice filled one of my ears.

"Yes?" I asked in a softer tone.

"Hey, at BMC inc. we are getting a new worker.  Also, Boss wants you to be there at nine dweeb."

Click.

I pulled the phone away from my face and looked at it depressingly.

BMC inc. is the job I worked at since junior year of high school, working weekends to help my mother pay for things or get what I need and such. Not the best job, but a job that keeps me stable and not lounging around. All I do is lug cardboard boxes back and forth, place to place, unnoticed. Could be worse. At least one person could finally notice I'm there before I am forgotten again.

I stay in line.

I stay in mind.

I stay alone.

The next day, I pulled on my clothes for work (everything black) and slump out of my house.

No need for breakfast, my stomach was uneasy as always, wondering if I will see my soulmate any soon.

I held my breath as I kept a steady pace on the sidewalk, counting every step, like it mattered.

"Hello Evan!" My boss's voice boomed in the room.

I looked down at my blank arms, anxious.

"As you heard, we are getting a new worker, but soon. We are still working out a few things, but I shall not go in to detail. When he does come here, I want you to welcome him and show him what to do and such. " My boss says, carrying on with the conversation; with or without me.

I nodded quickly to his words, unable to make eye contact.

"Good, now, may you go to station five and start working?"

I stuttered out a yes before heading out of his office.

How can I, the most anxious person, be able to do that?

He will probably make fun of me for not meeting the one.

Great.

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That night, as I laid in bed, a sound of a ping and a short vibrate was next to me.

I rubbed my groggy eyes and picked up my phone.

I winced in pain as I was already sore from working all day, and tommorow to come.

????: Hey

SOMBADYTOUCHAMAITREES:
hello?

????: Your Evan right?

SOMBADYTOUCHAMAITREES:
yes...? You are?

????: Mkay. I am Connor Murphy, the new worker soon. The boss recommend me to talk to you.

SOMBADYTOUCHAMAITREES:
oh. Yes, of course. Nice to meet you. :)

*???? Changes name*

Heyforthegay: nice to meet you too. :)

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Two weeks later, I'm texting him nightly, my luck gets better every text that he writes me.

Jared, my only sorta friend, is terribly unhappy because he doesn't get much attention nor results from his rude comments anymore.

He, on qoute, said "if you really love me you would share him."

I laughed at him, shaking the words that he said.

I'm not gay, but of course Jared thinks I am.

A year of high school had past by me, still unnoticed by people in college.

But maybe it will be the feeling of my year to meet her.

The one.

My mate.
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It was finally the day, after all the phone calls and messages, I meet Connor.

My hands trembled as I held my breath, in my boss's office.

That slight knock on the door made me jump.

I hope my hands weren't sweaty, I hope i am not going to ruin the moment.... I hope-

"This is Connor Murphy, Evan." My boss said, pulling me out of my panic state to look at the tall person in the doorway.

He had chocolate brown eyes, shoulder length hair, and a worthy smile that can melt your heart.

'I love you' I thought to myself out of random.  Which happens sometimes....

Maybe platonic or not.

It seemed to go through my mind.

"I love you." Connor said out loud.

I cocked my head and raised an eyebrow.

"W-what?" I said, confused.

"I repeated what you said."

My heart tugged a bit and my arms tingled.

"Oh. I'm sorry."
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My arms tingled under my long sleeve shirt, making me feel crazy.

By the time at end of work, and when I was laying down in bed, I glared at my arm, which had bothered me all day.

In cursive letters the words,

I love you

Spelt out on my arm.

Oh shit.

Oh my God.

I grabbed my phone and shooted a text before hopping out of bed and getting dressed.

In the pouring rain, I stood at the beginning of the orchard, my heart racing.

Oh God.

My mind raced as the figure came close to me.

"Evan?"

The sound of his voice switch on an emotion of guilt.

"I-i-m sorry."

Tears race down my face, seeming to never end.

"Are you okay Evan?"

Arms wrapped around me.

A lump in my throat formed.

I gulped before pulling my sleeve up.

"I-i'm sorry, your stuck with me and you probably hate me!"

Connor stepped back and processed everything that is going on before pulling up his sleeves to showed scarred skin, but the same few words on his arm.

He smiled faintly.

"Actually Evan, I really like you, and completely had no clue if you did. I am glad, but I'm sorry towards you, since your straight."

My stomach flipped.

I stepped forwards, uneasy, before rushing into a kiss.

For almost a few weeks, I thought of my self bi. The sudden rush of blushing towards him. Small dimples I wanted to kiss. My heart had a strange feeling around Connor.

Connor had changed it all.

Here I am.

I stay in line.

I stay in mind.

I am forever happily with Connor.

Evan the whole time:

Thanks lovely for the idea and I hope I didn't disapointment.
:)

Love ya bubsy