A/n: thank you all for reading my bullshit lol. Seriously tho, thanks.  Fokin love ya bubsy. Also, I try to make my own stories and not reuse same stories by using different references and my plain mind.
Story:made by plain mind

Warning: cursing, abusive past, insecurities, sorta panic attack

Evan's POV

I never liked the waters. Ever since I was five, I am terribly terrified.

My father decided that we should go swimming at his friends house, which is his new wife.

He was already drinking away before we got in the car and by the time we got there, he count tell you his head to his toes if you asked him.

When I was five, I never learned how to swim yet. His friend had let me use floaties to stay up and easily learn to swim. It was a pool that wasn't shallow at all. It was about seven feet.

I was enjoying myself as I paddle, somewhat, with the children as we laughed.

My father decided that he wanted to join us also. He had gotten in and reeked of achohol and regrets to come from me.

He had told me that I didn't need floaties to swim. He said that I need to learn a more efficient way.

And then he dunked my head underwater. I held my breath as best as I can, petrified.

My small hands beat against his huge meaty hand to get
Off of me . I had hear the mumbling of his loud voice and roars of his laughter.

Time was fully running out for me.

I just calmed down a bit so I can reserve air.

Soon he let me go.

My heart raced a mile for me and I hyperventilated.

I raced out of the pool, traumatised. I never went swimming since.
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Today is the day I seem that I will face my fears.

I never felt my heart plunge in a way before. I wished I stayed home or said no. I just felt ashamed for being a baby about something that happened years ago.

"Come on Evan! Get in!"
My boyfriend yelled.

I sat on the edge of the pool, with my legs dipped in. My blue trunks didn't even touch the water. I felt so ashamed in myself.

Everyone had bikkis or had a shirt off while I wore a shirt to hide the fact that I hate my body with every string of hair on my body.

The sun beated down on me, which made me sweat heavily, but I was still happier to be on land.

Connor swam up to me.

"Come on Ev."

I shook my head and said I'm fine.

He sighed before pulling a donut-shaped floatie.

'you don't need a floatie to swim, learn the hard way'

My skin crawled as I try to get in.

Connor laughed whole-heartedly at me (because I made a face of digust) before dragging me to the group of people; going around them and such.

Everyone looked as if they belong there. As if they didn't need my ugly body in the way of there fun.

"Evan, why weren't you getting in the water?" Jared asked as Connor kept pulling me

A white lie isn't going to hurt. They lie all the time saying how beautiful I am just to make me feel better.

"Oh, t-that? I-it is not like I am afraid of water or that I am that bad of a swimmer, just a bit tired." I said, trying to see Jared's face, but Connor kept moving too fast.

"Oh...well, hope you have gotten energy from photosynthesis you tree boy, because we are going to play chicken!"

Alana and Zoe gave each other high fives before giving dirty looks to the other boys.

I shook my head before rubbing my eyes in a protest.

"Can I be the judge or so? The water is freezing. I-i can sit on the diving board and make sure who really won."

Jared rolled his eyes.

"Your lucky we have extra people or I would have forced you to."
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Connor didn't fight or argue with me about playing.

He brought me near the edge before kissing my forehead and helping me out.

"I will win for us babe." He winked and gave me finger guns. I laughed at his remark before I headed for the diving board.

I wasn't scared of heights at all; I climb trees almost all the time. So, I grab the white pole and walking slowly up the narrow and rough stairs to the smooth plank.

I sat down as soon as I reached the plank. I scooted to the exact edge and looked down at people I knew.

They were all on each other's shoulders, pushing each other as they balanced as much as they could. The diving board was at the very deep end, possibly twelve feet, as they were on five feet or so. So, I had to kinda squint to see through the blazing sun.

Something was off.
There had to be enough players.....so why was Jake alone, in the corner cheering everyone on?
Wasn't there Rich?

I looked down,  harshfully squinting, trying to see where Rich was or figuring that I was imagining that he was there.

" Come on Evan! Join the fun!"
I turned around and saw Rich behind me. I shook my head in disbelief.

My knuckles ached as I held on for dear might as he came closer.

"N-no! Please!" I begged. I begged and begged as tears washed down my face.

The smell of achohol filled my nostrils, bringing memories of doom back.

He smiled.

"Nothing to worry about Evan,  I am playing, chill out. I just want to join you" rich said as he sat behind me.

I hyperventilated. He grabbed my hands and tried to calm me down.

He was completely trashed, and I knew it. I had distrust, but again, he was a friend.

"Evan, your going to be-"

He shoved me.

Screams of my name I heard as the wind gushed in my ears.

I felt like the dream where if you don't wake up at the end of falling, you can die. I felt the exact way. I was going to die.

I screamed on the top of my lungs for someone to save me. Someone has  to help me.

The drop had to be about five feet. The moments past quickly though as adrenaline kicked in and I freaked out.

My body fully hit the water, where I began to sink. It made me freak out more. The feeling of being submerged underwater, the laughter faintly hitting your ears from long ago makes you want to die.

I couldn't even help myself out because I didn't know how and I was freaking out already.

My lungs burned in a sensation of pain. I felt like my body was aching as I flailed my arms in panic.
My eyes were fully forcefully shut.

I wanted to go home.

Someone wrapped there arms around me and began to try to pull me up.

I worried even more as I had barely any more oxygen at all. I felt a hint of real sleepiness.

My head finally was brought up to the top. I gasped for air intil I couldn't inhale anymore.

I began to cry and try to push the person off of me.

I still had my eyes closed in fear.

"I wanna go home! Don't touch me!"
I begin flipping out but they still had there arms around me.

I gave up and sobbed. I covered my face in shame.

"It isn't fair! I-i-i want to go home....don't flip out on me please...I'm scared.....please.."

They brought me close to there chest and held me.

"Evan, to go home, you need to stop freaking out yourself. I know your scared, I been there, I can send you free, but you need to breathe ." A deep, smooth voice said.
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*Time skip brought to you by the Heather's reference I just made*

We got in Zoe's car, by ourselves. Everyone apologise;even Rich.

"Wanna explain?" Connor said as he pulled out of Jared's driveway.

I took a deep breath before breaking down and explaining what happened in the past.

He didn't say something like 'it was in the past' or something my stupid therapist would tell me . He nodded and sincerely apologise that I had to go through that.

I felt a bit better as we came to my house.

The comfort of seeing the wooden door and the concrete stairs gave me a sense of reassurance that I needed.
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Me and Connor took turns taking a shower before laying on my bed, in more comfortable clothing.

I stared at my white celling, waiting for Connor to get out of the shower yet.

My eyes got heavier as the weight of crying and squinting came into place. I began to fall asleep in comfort and loneliness.
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Connor's POV

I felt bad for Evan. He had a shitty past like I did, almost as worse as me.

I should have kept an eye on Rich as I knew he was drinking. I hope Evan forgave me on not being there on time.

Fuck.

Could I be anymore of a fuck up?

My thoughts came and pasted as I got out of the shower and put on the borrowed sweatpants and such.
I crept up the wooden staircase that screeched a few times as I went up them.

Making a turn down the long hallway, I saw Evan peacefully sleeping.

I didn't care to want to return to the pool party like I swore I would. Let Zoe get mad at me. It isnt my first time of her being pissed.

I feel like I needed to make it up to Evan by being here.
So, I slide under the blanket next to him, trying not to wake him up.

He cuddled next to me for warmth and the feeling of not being alone. He held a faint smile on his face as he slept.

I wrapped my arms around the boy I loved before sleeping myself.
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A/n: hay, hay, hay!....ill go the fuck home now lol. Uhm, but I hope you like the story!

Love ya bubsy