Even If He Wanted To

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Lisa- I'm  glad your enjoying the story!  I'm also glad that  you noticed Rhys many stories, but there is a method to my madness. All will be reviled later! Also you CAN'T hate Evan; I love him! Evan is  my personal baby. I raised him from just a thought, in the back of my head nagging at me until I put him on paper, into the annoying lovable character that he is now. Of course I know how the story ends. ;p 

THANKS AGAIN TO MY EDITOR ShadowDancer she amazing! Here's chapter 5 

-ENJOY!  

Chapter 5  

 

‘Who the fuck ever heard Berkeley Falls?’  

 

It was a small town in the middle of no fucking where.  Rhys was supposed to live here. How was he expected to get laid? Most of the people who lived here, were from very old money and where considered to be the most "prestigious families in North America" this town was just filled with bullshit, by bullshit people in towns near you. Rhys chuckled he was very funny.   

"Something funny, sweetheart?" his back stiffened at the sound of his mother generic voice.   

"No just  remembering a joke from school today."  

"Well don't let it get to funny we're paying good money for you to go to that school."  his father piped in around a mouth full of food. 

Oh, yes the school where the next presidents  and members of congress were born. How Rhys could forget.  

"Remember, we came here for you to have a new start, not for you to be sneaking out the day before school starts to see that boy."   

"Yes father."   

'Family dinners were always the best.' Thanks a lot to whoever started to push having family dinners again. Like saying they were having them wasn't enough. It wasn't like you would find Rhys arguing with that statement. Rhys never argued with anything, which is why they were here in his mother’s family home in the middle of NO FUCKING WHERE!   

"Don't take this opportunity lightly young man, you don't think it would easier for us to be back in the city? It would, but you needed to get away from the 'bad habits' you were creating."   

'Bad habits? This family is sure filled with a bunch of fucking hypocrites.'   

"Yes father. I am finish and have plenty of homework that will occupy the rest if my night. May I be excused?"   

"Of course sweetheart you may leave."   

'Thank god.'  

  

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His phone was ringing. Why was his phone ringing in the middle of Sandra Lee? She was making cupcakes. Cute cupcakes!  Evan stared down at his phone, seeing the number on the display screen. Not a number he knew, so he sent it to voice mail. See, Evan had a theory, if your number wasn't already saved in his phone, you didn't matter. So why did that same number call back? Angry, Evan grabbed his phone.  

"Hello?!"  

"Oh? Hello, may I speak to Evan Holdamen."   

"He is speaking."  

'This is my personal cell phone!' Evan sighed pausing the show.  

"Oh, hey!"   

"Hi... Who's this?"   

"Ian Griffin." you could hear the smile in his voice.   

Who? What?  

"Who?"   

"Ian.. from your psych class."   

Did he sound sad?  

"No, I know who you are Ian. I was just wondering how you got my number."   

"Oh that's easy to explain. I kinda..... stole it out of Isaac phone."  

"Oh."   

That's just creepy.  

"Why didn't you just ask me for it?"   

"Because you where kinda mad at Rhys and me, not that it wasn't understandable but I just didn't want you to bite my head off again."  

"And you stole my number from Isaac’s phone?"   

"Yep." Smiling. Always smiling even over the phone you could hear, it was infectious.  

"What can I help you with Mr. Griffin?" Evan was smiling.  

"Oh... so formal it almost hurts."   

Laughing? Why was Evan Laughing?   

"Ok, yes Ian."  

"Better. Much better, I was just calling to see what you wanted to do about this psych project."   

"Oh." back on familiar ground, Evan felt better. “I was thinking we should probably, just build a brain showing the cognitive parts and explain them."   

"Ok, whatever you want," Ian breathlessly sighed. "So, I was thinking that you and Rhys could just come over to my house and we could discuss the project. You know make plans and stuff."   

"Yeah. Ok." Evan readily agreed he had been way from Sandra Lee to long. 

"You know where I live right?"  

"Yeah, you’re a couple houses down from Molly."  

"Yeah ok, so how about you guys come over at like eleven and we can make plans and go out and buy supplies for everything we need."   

"Ok that sounds like a plan. See you tomorrow Ian."  

"Oh... yeah okay... see you tomorrow." Ian stammered. 

Evan wasn’t even really paying attention to Ian. His mind was more focused on his TV show.  

  

"So yeah, bye." Evan hung up no waiting for a reply. Sandra was finally decorating the cupcakes.  

 

 

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"Hey G what's up?"   

"I need you to come to my house tomorrow.”   

"Yeah no, I can't do that. I was supposed to go to Rockdale tomorrow."   

"Yeah, well give Steven our condolences because, I told Evan that you two would come to my house and talk about the project."  

"Yeah no... I didn't approve that and I made plans. It’s been a stressful week and I need to get laid."  

"Yeah, you are going to have to push that back, because if you don't, he'll think that I'm some kind of weirdo who set this up to be some kind of date or something."   

"Or he'll think that I didn't care enough to show up. That shouldn’t be much of a stretch given how well were getting along." Rhys shrugged "He’ll think that I don't care about our project, not that I really care but I'm just saying."   

"Rhys you have to come, even if you’re late."  

"Ok." Rhys sighed.  

"Okay?"   

"Yeah I'll be there."  

"Yes, thanks man." Ian smiled into the phone. 

"Yeah," Rhys sighed.  

 AN: I'm TECHINCALLY EARILY! Posting this chapter. I still have five hours WOOOOHOOOO for me! Keeping reviewing and rating you guys are amazing! Until next week! :D