"Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Connor Franta," he spoke as he struck a model pose.I giggled at his pose. He reached out to shake my hand. I hesitated considering I had just cut my wrists last night. What if he sees? He's going to hate me. He's gonna walk away and never talk to me again. But, being the idiot I am I reached out and shook his hand. He smiled, until he looked down my wrists. He looked strait into my eyes. I didn't make eye contact, you see I have trouble making eye contact.
"H-Hope," He choked out. Before I could answer he wrapped his arms around me in a warm embrace. His maroon sweater smelled like Nutella. I started sobbing in the middle of starbucks, but I don't even care. I don't care if Sean sees me. I don't care if anyone sees me. All I care about is Connor right now.
Connor pulled away from the hug and gently grabbed my hand. He led me to a bench outside. He sat down and some how managed to get me to sit on his lap. I snugged into his warm chest and cried.
"Hope..." He spoke softly.
"Y-Yes," I stuttered.
"Don't ever hurt yourself again. No one deserves as much pain as you already have, then you add more pain, and more to hide from the world by cutting your beautiful self. You don't deserve anything less then perfect. I will make your life perfect. I will fix you. I will mend your broken heart even if it takes me eternity. Please don't hurt yourself. For me."
He wrapped his arms around me once again. Connor makes me feel like someone cares. Someone would care if I died. A boy I met 10 minutes ago cares about me more than my own father."But Connor, you don't understand. My life feels like I'm constantly drowning. Like I'm being held underwater by my problems. My dad holding my head under while my bully's laugh and talk about how ugly I am. Then my mother tries to stop them, but my dad beats her till she can't take it anymore, and she pulls out he razor and cuts every inch of her skin. Then everyone continues to laugh at me and watch me gasp for air. Each cut gets me a breath. It gives me relief from the hell that is my life. Cutting is like a lifeguard, pulling you up from the bottom of the ocean. " I replied.
Connor started sobbing mid way through my speech. He reached out and cupped my face. Before I knew it his lips were on mine. Our lips moved slowly, in sync. The kiss was passionate, but not rough. I loved the feeling of his lips on mine.
Nikki walked out the door, probably looking for me. Well... She found me! Luckily for me, she didn't disturb us.
Connor finally pulled away. He stared at me wide eyed. He quickly stood up and started pacing back and forth down the sidewalk.
"Shit, Shit, Shit, she's gonna hate me." He muttered.
I stood up and walked over to him, grabbing his hands and lacing my fingers in between his.
I looked up at him and said, "I don't hate you I am actually very fond of you." I giggled and stared into his big green orbs.
He broke out into a massive grin. I reached into his back pocket and stole his phone, don't worry, I'm not a theif. I just wanted to check the time. He had a ton of Instagram comments. Notifications popped up every second. I'll have to ask him about that later.
"Connor?" I asked looking up from his phone.
"Hope?" He said mocking me.
"Can we go somewhere?" I asked hopefully.
"Sure, where?" he responded
"Anywhere but home."
We laughed and intertwined our fingers. He led me to what I hope is his car. He quickly opened the passenger side door for me. What a gentleman.
So, we jammed out to whatever was on the radio for the ride to this unknown destination. I don't really care what's playing all I care about is being with Connor.
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Forever and Always (a Connor Franta Fanfic)
Teen FictionAfter years of getting bullied and ignored, Hope Stephenson, a 19 year old girl from LA finally gets noticed by someone. Soon, she realizes that that "someone" will become her everything.