Conor's P.O.V
I heard the front door open and close finally Jack has gone out! He has been annoying me for the pasted few days telling me I should get out the house, but to be honest I missed Poppy to much, everything I do reminds me of her, if Go into the kitchen I remember that time I hid the Fruitloops from her, if I go into the front room I remember the time we spent all day snuggled up on the sofa together watching movies and even sleeping in my bed reminds me of her and the time she took that photo of me in my boxers. All these memories make me smile but then I remember that ive losted her because of some stupid drunk bitch. I was brought out my thoughts by the sound of the front door opening and closing again... Oh great Jack is back. I could hear him walking up the stairs and then he knocked on my bedroom door.
Poppy's P.O.V
I slowly made my way through the door staring at Conor with his eyes closed. Before I could say anything he spoke
"FOR FUCK SAKE JACK!!! LEAVE ME ALONE. I DON'T WANT TO GO ANYWHERE AND IF YOU DARE START SAYING I NEED TO MAN UP AND GET OVER POPPY I WILL KICK YOUR FUCKING HEAD IN BECAUSE YOU KNOW I CAN'T" he still had his eyes closed it was hard not to laugh.
"Good thing I'm not Jack then" I said sweetly. His eyes quickly opened and he look at me, I smiled.
"P..Poppy what are you doing here" he asked whilst getting out of his bed
"I think we need to talk" I said looking down at the floor messing with my car keys in my hand" he walked over to me slowly and I felt he's fingers on my chin, he slowly lifted my chin up
"Thank you" he smiled at me. I looked into them blue eyes I have missed so much, I could see the guilt, hurt and the sadness in his eyes. He took my hand and walked me to his bed, he let go of my hand and sat down patting the space next to him insisting that I sit next to him, I took up his offer and slowly sat down. There was silence, I was looking the floor trying to figure out what say.
"Thanks for the song request this morning" I broke the silence and laughed a little.
"Well that was the last thing I could think of to try and get up back" I looked up to him and noticed that he was looking at his hands, I could tell he was sad. I started to get the lump in my throat, I swallowed hard trying to get rid of it but it just made it worse. I sighed
"You know Conor when I saw that picture, I kept hoping it was photoshopped" he looked up at me i carried on now, I know I have he's attention
"But it wasn't. It Was a picture of you kissing a random girl and you know what Conor I hated you for days for doing that, for hurting me so back and because I had this....this mindset that you cheated on me I couldn't think of any other explanation for that photo, I forgot how much I love you and how happy you make me and how you make me laugh every time I see you because I was so angry at you. But when I went on Oprah I remembered all them things and I realised how much I missed you. After that interview I went to my hotel room and stared at that picture for hours and the more I stared at it the more I realised that you were pushing her away." A smile slowly spread across his face.
"And that's why I wanted t come and see you today because I couldn't not have you by my side any longer. I want to apologise for not listening to you or trusting you" tears started to steam down my face and I could tell Conor was about to cry. I looked him in the eyes and he blinked causing a tear to run down his face. I looked back a the floor but Conor gently moved my head so I was facing him again and he was smiling. He looked into my eyes and leaded in to kiss me, our lips gently came together. I smiled in the kiss and I could tell Conor was as well. We pulled apart still with our foreheads touching, everything was back to how it use to be. I smiled and then I felt a yawn coming on, I moved away and yawned, talk about how to ruin a magical romantic moment. We both laughed
"I'm so sorry Conor I'm just really tired"
"Aww come here then" he said whilst moving to the opposite side of the bed. He climbed under the covers a looked at me. I crawled to the top of the bed and climbed under the covers, he pulled me closer next to him and wrapped his arms around, I rested my head on his chest .
"I love you Poppy"
"I love you to.....oh and Conor?" I said smiling
"What babe?"
"You remember how there was three condition for you to go to your party?"
"Yehhhhhh ..."
"Well you never did make that hot chocolate for me" I looked up at him and smiled
"....I'm guessing you want that hot chocolate now?" He sighed
"Pleaassee"
"Aww but I'm nice and warm" he moaned, I gave him the puppy eyes
"Fine, but dont move i dont want to lose you again" he got up out of bed and walked out of the room. I laid there smiling, it finally back to normal. He was taking ages with this hot chocolate and then i repeat what he said 'don't move I don't want to loose you again' I started to look around the room for somewhere to hide but I could here him making he's walk back up the stairs singing quietly....crap where could I hide? Is shuffled slightly under the covers and put them over my head so I was completely under the duvet, I heard the door open slightly and his singing suddenly stop, I was holding my breath trying to make as little movement as possible. I heard the cup being it down on the bedside table. I heard Conor's footsteps next to me and he started to walk around the bed and he suddenly stopped, it was silent, I was trying to figure out what he was doing. About 15 seconds pasted by and nothing happened, I suddenly heard Conor take a quick deep breath and the next thing I know he bellyflops onto of me. I scream in shock and he burst out laughing
"You are shit at hide and seek Poppy" he laughed he was still led on top of me, he leaned in and kissed me
"And you're shit at kissing" I joked. He moved back a bit and made his mouth into an 'o' shape
"Are you gonna take that back?" I could tell he was up to something
"Nope" I protested, I then started to regret my decision, a big grin spread across his face and suddenly started to tickle me, I screamed at the top of my lungs
"STOP......STOP"
"Not until you say I'm a great kisser"
"Fine you are an amazing kisser"
"I thought so" he got off me and led on the bed, i moved back up to the top of the best and rested m head on his chest, he held me close and I quickly feel a sleep to his heart beat.
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