I have no idea how long I’ve been asleep, all I know is I woke up to sun shining through the curtains and no Conor in bed. I turned round to the empty half of the bed and saw a note.
Just popped out for a little while. Will be back as soon as possible! Love you! Xx
Well that’s just great! Although, it does mean I can get a queen sized bed to myself! I stretch out across the whole bed, half of it warmer than the other and just lay there, thinking about things. Its so peaceful, just me and my thoughts and a huge room just for me for now!
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.
I roll my eyes and sit up, rubbing my eyes.
“Hello?” I say sleepily. A moment to myself is all I wanted!
“Ella? You got a minute?” It was Jack, and he didn’t sound happy! I jumped out of bed, put my feet into my warm beige slippers and toddled over to the door, opening it to reveal a very stressed and upset Jack.
“You alright?” I ask as he lets himself in and sits on a chair in the living room equivalent. The whole room was basically open planned, there was only a door to the bathroom and one to the bedroom, everything else was in the same room.
“Does it look like I’m alright?” He snapped.
“Alright! I was only asking!” I reply stroppily as I walk to the fridge. “Drink?”
“Alcoholic.” Jack replies as he stares out the windows to the beautiful view of the city below us.
“I don’t think that’s wise.” I say, caringly.
“I don’t care what you think!” I roll my eyes, grab a bottle of beer and throwing it at him. He catches it, although fumbles as he does so.
“Who put a bee in your bonnet?” I ask as I pour my orange juice and walk over to the chair next to him.
“Who do you think?”
“Me?” I say, no idea as to who he means.
“Yeah, that’s why I come here to get advice… Cos you’re the problem.” He huffs.
“Jack, you’re not helping anyone with this attitude! Christ!” I exclaim.
“Sorry… I’m just annoyed!” He says, making eye contact with me for the first time since he walked in.
“So, who’s done what?”
“My girlfriend.” The way he said ‘girlfriend’ sent a chill down my spine, there was hate behind that word.
“What’s she done?” I ask, caringly.
“What hasn’t she done?” he says, and I’m taken aback by this comment. I knew something was wrong yesterday when I tried to talk to him.
“Go on…” I say, feeling like a therapist.
“She used me for the fame, money, getting to Conor, she cheated on me, name-dropped and dumped me this morning.” I stare shocked at him for a second or two.
“Wow…” I said, just about. “What a bitch!”
“Tell me something I didn’t know!”
“Get her back then!” I suggest. “I wouldn’t deal with that shit!”
“And what am I meant to do? She could easily go to that stupid channel all you guys talk about!”
“Did Conor ever meet her?” I question.
“Nah. Never got the chance, we hadn’t been going out that long and she doesn’t like gigs and stuff.” He said.
“You got her number on your mobile?” I ask.
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Being Security (Conor Maynard and One Direction Fan Fiction)
Fiksi Penggemar**Sequel to New Job** Ella's life has changed dramatically after falling in love with Conor Maynard and having best friends Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson and Niall Horan around her every day. But more drama is ready and waiti...
