《itsfunneh oneshot》devan( schoolboys )
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Draco pov
After I told my family about my sexuality my parent started argueing everyday and my sisters look at me with disapointment in their eyes i needed to leave that home so i register for boarding school but all the boys and girls school are all taken and it isnt helping with my current situation
evan pov
i broke up with my girlfriend last month because i feel like we werent meant to be and i dont want to hurt her any further but she got mad and started having a riot around my house by spraying paint on my garage door and throwing raw eggs around my house . finally the police came and arrest her but to be safe my family move out of the small town and brought me to a boarding school
Draco unlock his dorm and brought his luggage into the room then he tries feeling for the switch but he heard a click and sees a teal hair boy standing in front of him " May i help you " the boy ask
Draco was stunned why is there a student in his room? he requested a single dorm he walked passed him with his stuff and went into his room behind him he heard" nice to meet you too "
Draco came out of his room at 12 am to avoid his roomate " hey " he heard with some struming of the guitar he turned to the sofa and sees Evan smiling with his guitar on his lap " i made some dinner for you " evan pointed at the dining table " draco took the plate and say a quiuck " thanks " and shut the door
Early morning 5 am
Draco woke up 3 hour early before school to explore the school ground after he walk out the dorm and breath the fresh warm air before walking around the field then he heard the familiar strum of the guitar he continue follow the guitar until he reach under the tree it was a really big tree its leaves cover its branches suddenly he heard a branches break and sees a evan fell onto him Draco breath heavily trying to react what just happen while Evan lay on draco chest listen closely to Draco heart beat jumping rapidly they just stay there until the bell rang
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it seperated them and without saying a word they quickly depart to their own class.....
After that experience Draco and Evan doesnt have the courage to neither talk or look at each other embrassed of what happen so the year continue
until one day Draco and Evan receive a letter from their family after Draco took a glance of the letter he ran into the room slaming the door Evan just look at the red door a sad crooked mouth appear on his face he walk into his room takes the guitar and sit against Draco door struming the guitar while singing
( this is a made up song )
the door swing open with a full tears bumpy cheek Draco he walk into Evan arms and cried while hanging the letter to Evan
"my parent divorce because of me " Draco cried still in Evan arms Evan couldnt do much but just put the paper down slowly and pat Draco back gently as he also was scared for his life because the paper he receive .....
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