∆Pov: You're Neal.∆

■It's have been a while since the two of you have spoken to eachother, and frankly, Evander was kind of unsure to say anything to you in the slightest, but he tried to encourage himself to do so.

■The shame and all of the emotions coursed through his body as he waited for you to arrive. His fingers gently tapped on the table while he sighed, hoping that you wouldn't leave him hanging.

—Where is he? It's have been a while now, and he started to think maybe he should just leave already, but that was a seconds ago before he heard a door opening in the distance. Finally, you were there, however he didn't know how to start the conversation. He played with his fingers as you sitted next to him with your usual smile of always.

—Well, I wanted to know something that has been bothering me lately. As always, Evander didn't had a great confidence, so he stuttered his words a bit meanwhile sweat was present on his hands.

—You see, I have been noticing you pretty, umm, distant lately. What's wrong? Alright, he said it. He hoped that you would be honest with him, because he didn't want any secrets between you and him. Please, take your time.