3. Let's Throw Printers

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I had expected Connor to text me by now. It seems stupid, but I had been waiting for his text since school let out. Stupid, I think to myself, he was high. Probably forgot who you are. 

Screams echo from downstairs, my parents fighting about random shit again, probably. We moved here for a fresh start. My parents thought a change of scenery would fix their marriage, although, it's clear that nothing has changed at all. Maybe if I wasn't around, if I'd never been born, their marriage would last. Maybe if I disappeared, they wouldn't fight. Most of their fights are about me anyway. 

My phone buzzes without warning, making me jump, but a smile creeps onto my face as soon as I glance at the screen.

Unknown: you wanna light a car on fire?

I laugh to myself.

Me: yea sure but first we have to have a printer fight

Unknown: wtf

Me: like dodgeball. but printers.

Unknown: fuck yeah

I can't help but laugh again. I probably look stupid, grinning at my phone, but I can't help it. I've never really talked to someone like this. At my old school I was the creep. The stoner. A million other names. No one talked to me unless they were forced too, or if they were calling me those stupid names. Connor's different. He seems so familiar even though I don't know him at all, and it's scary and exhilarating at the same time.

Connor's POV

I'm not sure why I texted her, but now that I have, I'm glad that I did. She's funny. Really, really funny. I found myself laughing out loud multiple times, causing Zoe to scream at me for being "high as a fucking kite". But I wasn't high. I was happy. I didn't realize it at first, because I hadn't felt happy in such a long time that it felt foreign and strange. 

We talked for hours. Random stuff, at first, but slowly we got deeper. We traded stories about family shit. Talked about what got us into weed. I fell asleep at four in the morning after we both decided to call it a night.

For the first time in a long time, I didn't fall asleep wishing that I wouldn't wake up.

A/N:

Well fuck me gently with a chainsaw, I had the motivation to write a chapter. Yippee. It's short as fuck but ignore that. ALSO THANK YOU SO MUCH JDWritesImpulsively YOUR SUCH A FUCKING GOOD WRITER LIKE WHATTTT. Completely shellshocked that you read my fic. 

Thats all folks. 

Go to Lush. You can use my credit card. Treat yourself to some snacks.

-Vale

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