Maybe More: a Connor Franta Gay Fanfiction

Early Morning

*** Jordan's POV***

Ding!

My eyes fluttered open to the sight of bright rays of light beaming through my curtains. I lazily slumped over, not wanting to wake up or check my phone.

Ding!

With a groan, I rolled over and picked my phone up. To my surprise, it wasn't Connor. I didn't recognize the number.

"Back off of Connor. Or else," the number said.
"This is Andrew, by the way."

I was confused. Connor kissed me. I didn't do anything.
Instead of feeling scared like I should have, I called Connor and told him what had happened.

"I can't believe that he had the nerve to
threaten you like that. I won't let him hurt you. I promise," Connor said.

"Aw. Thank you for looking out for me, Con," I replied, happily.

Connor hadn't adressed the kiss; nor had I. I feel like we both feel the same way about each other, but we're too scared to admit it.

"What are you up to today?" I asked.

"I have a photoshoot. What're you doing?" Connor replied.

"My mom said we were gonna do something today. I don't know what, though. We haven't done something together in a long time, so I'm glad she's making the gesture," I replied, smiling.

"I'm happy for you," Connor said. "Have a nice time!"

"Bye!"

I hung the phone up and padded into mom's room. We were suppose to leave at 4:30 and it was 4:07.
The room was dark. I flipped on the light to see if I could see her. She was asleep, a few bottles of alcohol on her nightstand.
I sighed and went back into my room. I covered my entire body with my cover, and fell asleep. I had finally thought things were changing for the better.
As usual, I was wrong.