WARNING: okay so this has mentions of drug use in it (but this also has Connor in it so that was expected) sexual themes. (nothing happens just some jokes and bad pickup lines.) also Connor gets EXTREMELY drunk in this so if that makes you uncomfortable then don't read. Also this is really long so sorry.

Shout out to @veraki01 and @starlight-glaxy for catching the Gravity Falls reference in the last chapter.

~Evans pov~

I was sound asleep, enjoying the comfort of my bed but was awoken by the sound of my phone buzzing. Who the hell would text me, EVAN HANSEN, at 11:00 at night? Seriously my contacts consisted of my mom and my friend, no, correction, FAMILY friend, Jared. I looked at the bright screen squinting at the blinding blue light expecting it to be a text from Jared making fun of how childish I was for going to be before 11. But it was actually my mom.

Mom: Evan, Honey, I know it's late, but me and some of the other nurses went out to get a drink and I don't feel comfortable driving. Could you give me a ride home?

Evan: sure. where r u?

Mom: 82 pines road.

Evan: ok I'll be there in 20 mins

I sighed. Of course mom had to go out drinking. It's fine though, she does work a lot. I quickly got dressed in a pair of jeans and a blue t-shirt, I grabbed my keys and ran out the door. I opened the door to my really crappy car praying that it would start, fortunately it did and I began to drive to the bar. By the time I got there it was 11: 35 and the only person at the bar was a blonde woman in an apron cleaning glasses who I assumed was the bartender and a guy in a black hoodie and jeans with nice, long, dark hair who seemed looked like he had 5 drinks too many.  WAIT WAS THAT CONNOR MURPHY?! I quickly got over my shock. He wasn't my problem. I mean I like him and he is really cute but, as Jared would say, "school shooter chic" isn't really my type. Besides he'sunderaged, at a bar, alone, at 11:35 at night, drunk out of his mind, on a Wednesday. I don't think that's healthy. I walked over to the bar and took a deep breath.

"E-e-excuse me?" I mentally cursed my stutter.

"EVAN!" connor said way too happily. I gave him an odd look,he was DEFINITELY drunk. He then turned bright red and pretend to look at something on his phone. How did I know he pretended? Because his phone wasn't even on.

"Wadda want kid?" the bartender asked clearly not interested in anything I had to say.

"Is my mom here? She wanted me to pick her up."

"Was she here with a bunch of nurses?"

"Yeah."

"Sorry kid. They just got a ride home."  I felt my phone buzz in my pocket.

Mom: Never mind sweetheart. Jenna called an uber and took us home. No need to come. Go back to sleep.  Love you.

Of frickin course.

"Thanks." I said frowning down at my phone. I turned to leave and walked out the door completely ignoring Connor. He got himself into this mess, he can get himself out. I put the key in the ignition and turned it, unfortunately my crappy car is just that, crap, and didn't feel the need to start. Of course. So now I'm stuck here. I sigh and go back in the bar. I see the bartender consoling Connor and him bangging his head on on the counter saying things like " your an idiot connor. A total idiot." and "why do you have to screw up everything you do?" what the hell? I was gone for like 10 seconds.  I sat down next to him and sigh putting my head on the bar looking at the various kinds of alcohol displayed on the wall. He seemed to instantly perk up smiling way too wide.

"Hey Evan!" he chirped practically bouncing on the rusty old bar stool.

"Sup." I say not even looking at him. I was just too depressed. His face fell.

"Are you okay?" he asked putting a hand on my shoulder. I looked at him, he had a faint smile on his perfect lips and even though his eyes were glazed over they were still stunning and- CUT IT OUT EVAN. You are so NOT going to have a gay moment with CONNOR FRICKIN MURPHY!

"Y-yeah. It's just my car won't start so I'm stuck here." his huge smile returned.

"Well that sucks." he was still smiling, I shook my head a little.

"Hey Evan. can I ask you a question?"

"Go for it."

"Are you straight?" if I was drinking something I would have spit it out right there.

"I- um- I-"

"Cause so is spaghetti until it gets all hot and wet." he wiggled his eyebrows and got really close to me. Too close.

"I-uh- car- drive home- uh bye!" I say quickly standing up and bolting for the door, but of course Connor grabbed my wrist and pulled my back to my seat.

"I sorry please don't leave." he said making his glassy beautiful brown eyes all big and adorable.

"O-okay." I say hesitantly sitting back down. There was a small silence.

"You didn't answer my question ya know." he said leaning back on his chair. I sighed, well he was drunk and probably not going to remember anything that happens tonight anyway.

"No. I'm bisexual." I say awkwardly.

"Well lucky for you that highly increases your odds of getting a date this saturday."

"What do you mean?"

"Well let's put it this way. I'd like to BUY you a drink... and then maybe get sexual. Get it cause you're bisexual!" he said casually, only laughing a little at the end while the bartender was doing her best not to burst into laughter. I was bright red. This was so not happening. When he saw I wasn't responding he started laughing harder . "I'm just kidding! But seriously do you wanna drink it looks like you could really use one." I chuckle nervously relieved he wasn't being serious. 

"N-no. I d-don't drink." he nodded looking as if he wasn't surprised.

"Do you want some water kid?" the bartender asked smiling from the conversation I was having with Connor.

"Yeah that would be great actually."  she nods getting a glass and filling it with a clear liquid. I take a huge gulp of the liquid which was clearly NOT water.

"AWE THAT'S NASTY! WHAT IS THAT!?" I say pushing away the glass.

"Vodka. Lover boy over here is right, you do look like you could use a drink. I gotta go clean the bathrooms just holler if ya wanna buy something." 

"Thanks Leah." Connor called as she left.

"LOLA!" she called back. I guess this wasn't the first time this happened today. Connor's gaze was instantly back to me and I was starting to get really uncomfortable.

"So...can I see your phone for a sec?"

"Yeah sure." I said handing him my unlocked phone. I look over his shoulder and he goes to my contacts.

"Unbelievable! We've been talking for 20 minutes and you don't have my number! For shame Evan, for shame! Well I can fix that." he typed in a bunch of digits into my phone and winked at me. I turned bright red. 

"CONNOR MURPHY! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING HERE?!" a woman with red hair and pale skin charged into the bar. She was wearing blue jeans with a white top and brown flats. "WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT DRINKING?! I MEAN COME ON CONNOR! WASN'T POT ENOUGH?! AND WHO WAS GOING TO DRIVE YOU HOME?! IT'S NOT LIKE YOU HAVE ANY FRIENDS TO DO IT!"

"Sorry Mom." was all Connor could squeak out. I felt bad for him but no amount of guilt could explain what I was about to do.

"Um e-excuse me, Mrs. Murphy," I said quietly. Every head in the room snapped to me even the bartender who had returned when Connor's mom came. " I-i-it was my idea actually. C-C-Connor was gonna drive me h-home, he was gonna take m-my car, he p-picked me up at m-my place. W-we have been here for a while and C-connor  couldn't drive me, and also  my c-car wouldn't start so we got stuck h-here. It's m-my fault." connor's mouth was wide open. I don't think he could process what I had just said. His mom also looked shocked. And I just lied through my teeth.

"What's your name sweetie?" she asked calmly.

"E-Evan H-Hansen." she had that look of shock on her face again.

"OH! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to intrude! Connor never told me he was going on a date!" connor hid his face in his hands. I laughed a little.

"T-t-this isn't a date m'am." I said smiling at connor who was bright red and still hiding his face.

"OH! Well I just thought based on the way Connor talks about you at home-"

"MOM!"

"Sorry! Do you want a ride home Evan?"

"Yeah that would be great. Thank you."

"Don't mention it."

"Do you know what would also be great?"

"What?"

"If someone told me what Connor has said about me at home." I raised an eyebrow and Connor looked like he was about to die and it was hilarious.