When we walked out of the church. Evan holds my hand and the reporter were storm around us and security were pushing them all. I can't believe it how many people are there.
His fans were there screaming loudly from everywhere it's so f*****g hard to reach to the car. Evan wrapped his arms around me to keep me safe
Finally, after so much effort we finally got in the car and I sit on the far corner of the Lincoln because I don't sit next to him.
I glanced on my arms and saw scratches all over my arms I don't know how this happened. I hide my arms under my skirt and glance on him.
He was still looking me. I shift my gaze on the outside of the window.
We didn't speak any single word to each other.
I think we both feel akward to be with each other... well when we reached out side of the h
