Livia and Connor were your typical, popular, high-school dream couple. They were perfect. The pair were literally meant for each other. But, things got a bit out of hand when Connor started to focus on footy and not so much of Livia. Connor struggle...
"I can't." I put the phone down, feeling the weight of the conversation bearing down on me. "You have to!" Veronica, my best friend, sighed, her voice tinged with frustration and concern. "I can't, though! I just can't call Connor and tell him how I feel then break up with him, over the phone!" I argued, my words laced with uncertainty and fear.
"He's making you feel like you're nothing. I just want you to be back to normal, Liv," Veronica said softly, her tone gentle yet insistent. Her words struck a chord within me, echoing the doubts and fears that had been gnawing at my heart for far too long.
"Just because I'm not getting enough attention, I sound clingy," I muttered, my voice trembling with self-doubt as I picked up the phone once more, my hands shaking with nerves.
"You do not sound clingy, shut up. Livia, he's keeping secrets from you. Saying he can't make it to dates because of the most dumbest reasons, training 'footy' but he's out with mates, like come on, Livia!" Veronica's reminder cut through the haze of confusion clouding my mind, grounding me in the harsh reality of the situation.
"You're right," I mumbled, my resolve solidifying with each passing moment. With a deep breath, I pressed Connor's name and put the phone on speaker, my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for him to answer.
"Why is he not answering?" I groaned, my frustration mounting with each unanswered ring. "If he doesn't answer in the next–"
"Yeah?" Connor's voice interrupted my thoughts, his tone clipped and impatient. "Oh, umm hi," I replied awkwardly, struggling to find the right words to convey the turmoil swirling inside me.
"Not to make you in a rush or anything, but I'm kinda busy," Connor hinted, his impatience palpable even through the phone line.
"Con, I– I can't do this anymore," I blurted out, the words tumbling from my lips in a rush of emotion. The silence that followed was deafening, each passing second stretching out into an eternity as I held my breath, waiting for his response.
"Do what anymore? What are you saying, Livvie?" Connor's voice softened, his use of the affectionate nickname tugging at my heartstrings, reminding me of the love we once shared. But beneath the surface, I knew that our relationship had become a shadow of its former self, crumbling under the weight of neglect and deception.
"This, Connor. You're always busy, and you never make time for me," I choked out, the words heavy with the weight of our broken promises and shattered dreams. And as the line fell silent once more, I knew that this was the moment when everything would change, when I would finally find the courage to let go of the past and embrace the uncertain future that lay ahead.
The seconds stretched into an eternity, each heartbeat echoing in the hollow space between us. And then, finally, Connor's voice broke the silence, his words heavy with resignation and regret.
"I'm sorry, Livvie," he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. "I didn't realise how much I was hurting you. I promise, I'll do better. Please, give me another chance."
But as I listened to his pleas, my heart remained unmoved, the wounds too deep to heal with empty promises and hollow apologies.
"I'm sorry, Connor," I whispered back, my voice steady despite the ache in my chest. "But I can't do this anymore. I have to go. Bye, Connor."
And with those final words, I hung up the phone, tears streaming down my cheeks as I finally let go of the past and embraced the uncertain future that lay ahead.
- my 2023 A/N
hey guys hope u enjoyed, i HAD to write a book ab connor.
have a good one
my 2024 A/N
hey guys
so i completely changed the whole story line and idk when im publishing these - whenever it is that means ive committed i think i might do them all.
