The Story of Heather
Ever song has a stories
And for the song named "Heather" by Conan Gray
This is the story behind it...
Conan Gray is a 16 year old junior and has fell for his best friend senior captain. Having a crush on a guy is already hard b...
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Pitiful creatures, what pitiful creatures they are to willingly going through such torture.
I chuckled to myself as I watch Connor kneel over to catch his breath grasping like it was the last bit of oxygen on earth. After he took what seemed like his fifth lap around the field. He looked exhausted
Suited him well for dragging me here and basically forcing me to watch such a thing.
What is happening you might ask?
Well, this idiot decided to join the football team and was now dying from exhaustion. Like who would willingly join after knowing how hectic the the tryouts were with the seniors. Oh wait! Connor would.
He looked in my direction, and all I could do is grin. He scoffed then proceeded to join one of the two lines made by the other pathetic individuals.
The senior who ordered them to do the laps looked at them with shame and disgust. "Your the worst batch yet the Captain will be so disappointed", He said in a loud voice.
"Your all pathetic", he said getting the attention of onlookers. And I nod my head in agreement and Connor flipped me off and it caught the vice captain eyes.
"Connor!" he shouted. "Come forward" and Connor came to the front and stood in front of him.
"What the fuck was that" he asked.
"Jam-." He stopped him abruptly. "You address me by my title." He said sternly.
Connor rolled his eyes, "Well then Mr. Vice Captain I was flipping of Conan." He said pointing in my direction and James followed suit looking in my direction. I gave him a little salute with the pencil I was using to sketch in my left hand. He stared at me and raise an eyebrow in question and I shrugged, and he turned back to Connor and continued.
"Let me tell you something little Connor just because I'm friends with your brother doesn't mean I'm gonna go easy on you. Now Drop And Give Me 20!" He shouted. And Connor groaned and preceded as ordered. He then turned his attention back the other recruits. "And as for the rest of you..." he blabbered on.
I continued the sketch the tree in mi sketch pad that was not too far away from the bleachers were I was seated. I was near finishing it when a shadow of a figure blocked my lighting. "Nice tree" a male voice complimented. I turned around ready to insult this intruder in wide variety of ways, but I was speechless.
I'm not even gay and even I can say that he's hot, but what stood out the most was his eyes. They were a shade of blue I couldn't comprehend or was it green. He stood there staring at me practically gaping at him and I struggled to utter "T-Thanks". I turn around awkwardly choosing to ignore him, he still stood in my lighting. So I turned back around to ask him the excuse his presence, but I was long forgotten and he was now staring intently on the recruits.
