Forever and Always (a Connor Franta Fanfic)

Chapter 1

Sean and I had our bodies pressed up against each others, close. Really close. The rain hit the sidewalk loudly. He leaned in, the moment our lips were about to touch..."Bbbrrriiinnggggg,"
The bell rang. Way to ruin the moment. "Bbbbrrrriiiinnngggg," it rang again.

"Whoooreee! Get your lazy azzzz up!" my father yelled, slurring his words. "Some idiot is calling you! Calling YOU." He chuckled. "Who would want to call a worthless slut like you?!"

I sat up in my bed. My phone was yelling at me, telling me "Nikki 👵" was calling.

If you don't already know, Nikki is my best friend. Also known as my ONLY friend.

I clicked the green answer button. "Hello?" I mumbled.

"Heeyy babe. Meet me at Starbucks in 20. Oh and dress cute." She spoke. "Oka-" She hung up before I could finish my sentence.

I hopped out of bed. Luckily, I showered last night so I didn't have to this morning.

I checked the time on my phone. It read: 10:36.

I threw on some high waisted denim shorts. I haven't cut my thighs in a while, so the scars aren't that noticeable. After digging around my drawers for a while, I found a loose fitting tank top. I don't need anyone calling me fat today, though I probably can't escape my fathers insults.

I brushed out my long ombré hair. Me and Nikki dyed our hair together a few months ago.

I applied my full coverage foundation. Hey, Nikki said to look cute, and I can't even look human without full coverage. I put a powder foundation over that. After that I heavily contoured my cheeks. I don't even know why I do though, nothing could ever make me feel skinny after what my dad tells me. I apply a light blush. Blush is really the only thing I go light on after seeing all the fake ass bitches at my school with bright plums on heir cheeks.

After I did my face I moved onto my eyes. I made a dark, thick wing with my liquid eyeliner. Next I took my black pencil and put it on my water liner, and upper lash line. I applied 3 mascaras.

"Done." I sighed to myself. How can I spend so much time getting ready but I don't even look good? uhg.

I checked my phone for the time again. it said: 10:51. Alright I have 5 minutes to get there, but I live pretty close so I'm not worried.

I grabbed my bag and tried to sneak down stairs past my dads bed room, but being me, I had no luck.

"Why are you so dressed up whore?" He scoffed. "It's not like anyone will find you pretty." He said as he cackled.

I quickly ran down the stairs, trying to ignore his words.

***

I looked around trying to spot Nikki. She quickly saw me and waved me over.

"Look behind me, but don't make it to noticeable that you are staring." Nikki whispered.

Behind Nikki sat Sean, the hottest guy in school. Sean is every girls dream guy. Everyone has a crush on him, but I know he would never like a fat whore like me.

"Hey Nik I'm gonna go order something, okay?" I told her.

I stood up, grabbing my phone and wallet. Suddenly my phone buzzed with a text.

From: Dad (Satan 😒)

It was an image of some blonde bimbo in his bed, obviously naked, but gladly she was under the covers.

Tears welled up in my eyes. He knows I hate when he hooks up with random women, I hate it even more than when he beats me. We used to be a happy family until mother passed away when I was 11. Then my Dad started drinking, and beating me. I started to respond to his message.

To: Dad (Satan 😒)

I don't think I really need a picture of some random hooker, but thanks anyw-

I slammed into something hard, but soft and fluffy. I reached my arms out to try and stop myself from falling but instead my hands found some very toned abs. Even my hands were sluts. a warm hand wrapped around me before I hit the ground.

"Sorry!" An unfamiliar voice said. His voice sounded smooth like water flowing down a slide, and deep like the bottom of the ocean.

"It's alright." I spoke.

I opened my eyes to see a pair of green orbs staring right back at me. Oh my god. This boy is f(R)antastic. He has light brown hair, styled in a perfect quiff and bright green eyes, which were currently staring into mine. He smiled as I looked at him. When he smiled the left side of his lips curved slightly higher than the other.

He had his right arm wrapped around my waist. Right then I realized I was still leaning back as I examined his amazing features.

I snapped back into reality and stood up strait again. It seems he needed to be snapped back into reality too because his arm was still around my waist. What sane human would want their arm around MY oversized waist?

"I'm really, really sorry... What's your name?" He asked sounding worried.

"Hope. What about you?" I asked smiling just looking at him. Something about this boy just makes me feel happy, and trust me, not many things can.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm..."

(A/N) hello everyone! This is my first fanfic so I hope you like it so far. I might as well introduce myself. I'm Lindsey *bows* and I like moms. No, in all seriousness, I like cats, the internet, o2l (re watching the old vids 😭) and boy bands. oh and also food. Food is good. But thanks for reading so far! Love you ;) byeee (TROYE SIVAN REFRENCE)