Maybe More: a Connor Franta Gay Fanfiction

Realization

Surprise! I'm not dead. I lost my password oops.

**Around 8 A.M. and Jordan's POV***

After a night of crying, I began to think. Connor isn't the type of person to stand someone up. Angry at first, sad in the middle, and at last, worry.

Although I had been constantly texting Connor all night, there had been no response. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know where he lived, so I guess that I would have to play the waiting game.

***A few hours later***

In the middle of a song that reflected my mood, my phone made a sound. I was hoping with everything that I could that it was Connor and to my own gain, it was.

C: Hey.
J: Connor! Where were you last night?! Are you okay? I was so worried about you!
C: I'm okay now. I don't really feel like explaining things through text so would it be cool if I picked you up and we went somewhere and just...talk?
J: Sounds good to me.
C: Great. I'll be there in about an hour.

Slam. A car door, followed by the doorbell awoke me from my own thoughts. I rushed down the stairs, eager to see Connor.

I was surprised by how he looked. For the first time that I had ever seen, Connor was a mess. His hair was no where near tamed, he wore a white t-shirt with stains all over it, baggy sweatpants, and dirty converse.

"You look...rough," I said with sympathy in my voice.

"If it weren't true, I would be offended," Connor laughed.

"Are you ready?" I asked.

"Yeah; let's go."

***disney channel transmission to another scene***

After a long awkward car ride, Connor took me to a beautiful park, where we sat with comfort under the shade of a large oak tree.

"To start off with, I am sorry for not showing up and not replying for hours. On the outside I seem very outgoing and just generally happy. Truth is, I have really bad emotional and social problems going on with me at the moment and I would be more than willing to share those with you once we get to know each other more. Our friendship is off to a really bad start and it's my fault and I'm not afraid to admit that. However, I do want to befriend you and make it last forever. Friendship never ends.(hehehe) I'm sorry," Connor said to me, tears appearing in his eyes.

"I completely understand why you do not want to tell me what's going on. I'm a stranger. Of course I forgive you. At first I was angry, but then I realized that something probably happened. All that I ask is that you tell me that you're not feeling up to doing something next time. You're a great guy," I answered back.