"Darling, we need to go to sleep" Conan looked down at me, letting out a sigh. I looked over at the clock. Almost two in the morning! I shifted slightly, looking up at him. "Yeah-" He takes my hand and walks into his bedroom, starting to unmake the bed. I feel my heart drop a little in my chest. This is so awkward. After everything that just happened...I feel so bad. Conan probably hates me now.
"I'm going to brush my teeth, you can sleep on whatever side you prefer" he says, walking into the bathroom. Having already changed into my pajamas, I got into the bed and turned on my phone, looking through instagram. I scrolled across the page of a girl I follow. Her story was pictures of her at the beach. She looked amazing in her swimsuit...the prettiest body. I wish I had a body like hers.
"God...she's beautiful" I mumble to myself, not even realizing I said anything out loud. "You are too" Conan says, closing the bathroom door and walking over to the bed. "Oh...I...um-" I was a bit taken aback, realizing he had heard what I had said. I turn off my phone, plugging it in and setting it on the nightstand.
I sit up against the headboard, noticing Conan staring at me. "I mean that. I really do. You are beautiful." He pulls the sheets over so he's underneath them, leaning against the headboard as well. Still looking at me, he reaches his hand to mine. I take it without noticing, until he traces his thumb along my hand.
I look at him, realizing he's staring at me. His face was so pretty. His eyes looked like boba pearls, a pretty shade of dark brown. His curls twisted so beautifully, falling on his shoulders. His face was dotted with beauty marks, his skin clear and silky. His lips were perfectly shaped, curved slightly and a light pink shade. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asks, interrupting my train of thought.
"l-like what?" I ask, taken aback by his comment. "You're looking at my lips" he says. Oh my God this is so embarrassing. I can't believe he saw that. I feel the blush run to my cheeks, my face hot. "Do you want to kiss me or something?" The words sting in my ears. What do I do...
"I...um...well...I-" A knock on the door saves me, Conan getting up to answer it. "Be right back" he says, smiling that warm smile I love before walking to the door. Who could possibly be here this late?
I hear the door open, and then Conans voice. "Why are you here" he says. His tone sounds almost...angry? I've never heard Conan this way. Then, I hear a girls voice. "Cone...I'm sorry-" "Don't I'm sorry me!" he yells. "I just want to talk-" "I don't want to talk to you!" he yells again, shaking me. "Cone please...I love you-" I can hear her voice clearer now...she's crying. "Well, you should've thought about that before dumping me for your ex huh? Go home" He slams the door, leaving her standing on the steps. At this point, I am standing outside of the doorway to his room, looking at Conan.
"What?" he says in an angry tone. "Cone...I-" "I don't wanna talk about it!" He reaches his hand up, putting it on the back of his neck like he does when he's stressed. I flinch to the ground out of habit, fear in my heart from all of the yelling. "No, no, no...I didn't...I would never-" He knelt to the ground next to me, cupping my cheek in his hand. "Did you...think I was going...to hit you?" I felt the tears coming once more.
"I...no...not that you would...I...it's just...habit-" I say, my voice breaking through the tears. He puts his arms around me, pulling me in close to him. "Babe I'm so sorry...I'm sorry for yelling-" "Babe?" I look up at him, my face confused. "Oh um-" His face turns bright red, and I can hear his heartbeat through his shirt.
