Waeland's POV
I knocked on Evan's door and heard a few people talking before the door was opened and I saw my adorable little Evan standing beneath the door frame.
When I say little, I don't really mean little, Evan isn't that small in the height department, he's just shorter than me because I'm taller than most people my age. I just think it makes him sound a lot cuter than he is.
"Hey, cutie," I say to him with a wink, which just makes him roll his eyes in response as he grabs my hand and pulls me inside. Usually, it's me who's grabbing him first. I smirked, I like this new development.
"Shut up, let's hurry up and get to my room before we're ambushed by my dad or Jacob." He told me in a whisper as he tugged me upstairs to his room.
Oh~, he's spontaneous today, I wonder what has got
