The Bad Boy Stole My Motorcycle

~Chapter Eleven: Is it Love?~

Evan and I haven't talked since he left me alone in the Wacdonalds parking lot. That was almost a week ago, I've texted him at least 20 times a day, but he hasn't answered them. And he hasn't even shown up to school. I don't really understand what I did wrong, but whatever it was it hurt him. "Ring, Ring," the bell rings signaling that the block is over, luckily this was my last class of the day. I let out a sigh, before putting my books away. I zip my bag and grab my phone, as students begin to flood out of the classroom. I push my way past them and make my way out into the hallway. I slide open the phone, to see one notification. My heart skips a beat, could it be Evan?

I open the message, and to my dismay, it's from Melissa; "I'm going to Chase's house, hope you can survive without me for one day ;)"

I let out a sigh, before typing out a response; "I'll be fine, don't do anything stupid."

"Melissa is typing..."

She stops typing.

"..."

Assuming she's busy, I put my phone away, and push my way to the end of the hall. I spot a man with short blond hair and a black leather jacket walking out the door. It has to be Evan! I run over to him, pushing past the crowd. "Evan!" I yell out, grabbing his arm. The man whips his head around to face me, it's really him. "Let me go," he commands, sternly."Evan," I say, letting go of him. "Can we please talk this out," I plead.

"Andy, just leave me alone." He turns around and walks out of the building. I stand there for a few seconds, not knowing what to do, or what to say.
Then as if they have a mind of their own, my legs, start to move. I run out of the building. I look around for Evan, but he's already down the block. He's walking too fast, I won't reach him in time. I shout to get his attention, "Evan!" He whips his head in my direction. Without thinking I let out feelings I never knew I had, "I love you!"