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I put my own arm around his waist, hoping the girls will direct their attention elsewhere.
They don’t.
“So … do you have like an Insta or Snapchat? Because if so, you should definitely add me!” the girl tells him in an obvious attempt to hit on him.
My blood starts to boil.
I don’t understand how she feels so much at liberty to do this in my presence. It is more than obvious that Evan has his arms around me. And that he’s not interested in her.
How can she possibly act like that?
“Umm, Evan? Can we move a little? Over there? These lights are right in my eyes,” I tell him.
“Yes, of course. Let’s go to that side,” he says and takes my hand, leading me through the crowd that is now getting denser and denser.
To my relief, we’re far enough away from the group of girls now that I can’t hear them giggling anymore.
“Can you believe them?” I ask Evan as we settle into our new space near the stage and wait for the concert to start.
“Believe what?”
“Those girls! I mean, the way they were just throwing themselves at you. Right in front of me!”
Evan gives me a serious look. Framed by the purple and pink lights of the stage, it almost looks like he’s in a movie scene. “They were way too young, but even if they weren’t, is that a problem, Emmy?”
“It’s—well, it’s just that … I mean … It’s not a problem, per se! It’s just that—well, how did she know that we’re not a couple? Huh? We literally had our arms around each other! How did she know that you’re available?”
He shrugs and looks around into the crowd and toward the empty stage. His indifference bothers me as I want to continue talking about this topic.
“Evan, come on! Why aren’t you more upset about this? You don’t think that was super weird? How come we’re not on the same page? We’re always on the same page.”
He turns his face back toward me and gives me a look of utter incredulity. “Upset? Emmy, what is there to be upset about? A girl made a pass at me. So, what? I’m a single guy at a concert. What seems to be the issue here?”
“The issue here is that—” I stop myself before I can continue this sentence, unsure of what I should even say.
Suddenly, a thundering drum roll fills the auditorium.
The lights change to sparkling gold, and Harry Styles himself makes an appearance in the middle of the stage. The singer looks fantastic—he’s wearing a pink and lavender jumpsuit covered entirely in sequins.
The crowd goes insane—the screaming becomes almost unbearable for a few moments. It’s so loud in here, it’s almost impossible to even hear the music.
In spite of the noise, the only thing I can hear are Evan’s words, still ringing in my mind.
“I’m a single guy at a concert. What seems to be the issue here?”
A single guy at a concert…
He’s right. Technically, both Evan and I are single, and we came to this concert as friends. And because I wanted to see Harry Styles, of course.
But, the way he said that sentence made me feel so … excluded from his life.
So alone.
So … left out.
Next to me, Evan’s eyes are glued to the stage, and he appears to be enjoying the music.
“I’m … I’m going to get something to drink!!” I call out to him over the immense noise.
