<<Evan POV>>

"Fine. But the guy also said, your brother wanted to come to the wedding."

"That's a big no. I'm speaking for her." Brock said. I nodded, looking out the window. The minute I do, I stand.

"Fuck." I breathed.

"Evan? What's the matter?" I made my way past Tyler's chair and past everyone in the busy place, Tyler I'm sure was following me. I followed behind Jonathan, he had his hands in his pockets and was casually walking down the streets. I made sure that I was hidden from him, so he wouldn't know I had followed him, Tyler looked at me like I was a fucking dork.

"Evan, what the hell are you doing?" He pulled my arm, I looked back to where Jon was. Gone. I groaned and tugged my arm away.

"He got away!"

"Why were you even chasing him? Why would you even care? This is a friend's wedding were here for, not a goose chase." He yelled, I was at a loss for words, he sighed. "Talk to me when you're an adult." He started walking back to the shop. I groaned as well, Tyler was right, what was I doing?

"Tyler..wait..!" I started walking faster after him, did I mention that people were here? Tons of people crowded around me, each trying to get wherever the fuck they were going. I couldn't see Tyler nor the shop. "Tyler!" I called, a few men turned heads, hearing their name but none were the Tyler I knew. It was getting a bit dark, I had been searching the central city for about 4 hours now. I bumped into a guy, making him drop his bag. I reached down to pick it up, along with him. We both stared at each other. I got a bit lost, his brown eyes weren't that bad, and he had a beard along with amazing hair. He was a dream kinda guy, not saying I had fallen for him. He smirked,

"You've been staring at me for quite a long time, sir?" He laughed, I shook my head shyly smiled.

"Sorry, just, never seen you before..?"

"It seemed like you were asking me, besides, you don't look like a local yourself either." He said as he grabbed his bag and stood up, holding out his hand. "Luke."

"Evan." I took his hand, shaking it gently. He smiled at me, I smiled back.

"Luke." Someone asked he peered above my shoulder, I also looked behind me, and there he was. Jonathan.

"Oh hey, Jon." They bro hugged and Jon's smile disappeared when he saw me.

"I see you met Evan?" He asked him.

"And I see you were here to see Jonathan?" I crossed my arms. He looked between us two and started chuckling.

"You guys are acting like a bunch of fucking girls, what's wrong? Bad history?"

"No, just and conversations." I glared at him.

"Not myself you were getting sassy." He remarked.

"Not my fault you turned rude on me when you told me your name." I smirked, he rolled his eyes. Luke smiled and rolled his eyes, grabbing a pen and paper and writing something, then walking to me and handing me his..number?

"What'd you give him?" Jonathan asked.

"My number." He said, I smiled. Jonathan rolled his eyes and groaned.

"Really?"

"Ok Jon, you two will hang out soon and get to know each other. It's not an option. Agreed?"

"Agreed." I mumbled.

"Fine.." Jonathan started walking away when he turned around and acted surprised. "Oh! It's Luke the match maker! Oh my goodness!" Then he gave him the finger and continued to walk, Luke shook his head.

"See what I deal with?"

"Consider yourself lucky, I have a room next to him." I said. He shrugged and waved as he walked away. I decided to walk back to the hotel, thinking I can find Tyler there and apologize.

<<Jonathan POV>>

"Please tell me you gave him the wrong number?" I groaned as Luke caught up with me.

"Nope. Every digit in my cell is on the tiny sheet of paper." He giggled. I pushed him a bit.

"You know, sometimes you're a real idiot."

"Oh, I'm the idiot? Says the guy who's joking a gang to kill men." I growled and halted. He stopped too and stared at me.

"You know what this is for, I have to do this so the can let Jaime out. I need her." I sighed, "plus the fucker you gave your number too, I have to pretend to be in love with him."

"Sorry, I forgot about Jaime. We'll get her, I promise. But at least this will be a way for you two to bond and grow more attached."

"Attached?" We started walking again. "Did you not hear me? I said 'pretend' to be with Evan."

"I know, but I see something." He laughed.

"Oh yeah, psychic? What do you see?" I held out my arms. "Read me like a book."

"I see a certain thing," he started u smiled and listened. "I see a man who doesn't wanna do what he does, I see a man who just wants his sister and his parents back, I see a man who's afraid of being loved cause he's never felt it in a romantically involved way. I also see a man, who's afraid to admit.." My smile faded a while ago and I waited.

"A-Admit what?"

"To admit..that he's afraid." I looked down, closing my eyes tight and reopening them.

"You don't understand. You never will, none of you will. Jaime could be dead like my parents for all I know! But it's worth to try and not take it for granted. I want her back, that's all I want, all I need."

"Jon, I understand. And I'm sure Evan will too, if you just..give him a try?"

"What good will that do? He won't bring any body back."

"True, but if you let him, he can heal your hurting heart."

[A/N]: My Christmas Eve present to you. Merry Christmas.
~Claw😎