Past: Tronnor

Chapter 46

***Connor's P.O.V.***

"Mr. Franta!" I'm greeted with the same response I've been greeted with many times before, but this time, it's not Bethany saying it.

It's Phil. I was expecting him to be at the offices anyway, I mean Dan hired him as my new assistant.

"Hello Phil" I greet, I don't try to add enthusiasm into my voice, because, quite frankly, I wasn't enthusiastic in the least. If it was Bethany who was still my assistant, I probably would have been more enthused, but it's not.

"What's wrong?" Phil asked, obviously picking up on the tone in my voice. I looked over to him to see that his head was quirked to the side and a pout was spread across his lips.

"Nothing, just jet lag" I lied to him, he seemed to have accepted this as a response and he resumed on with talking as I put my hands in my pockets and looked down at the ground.

"Well I hope you feel better later, I can get you some water or something if that would help, but anyway, I did everything that you had left on the list, plus I cleaned your desk and almost everything in your office everyday!" I turned back to him in surprise of what he had said.

"Phil. You know I have someone to do that for me right?" I questioned.

"Well, yea, but they came in and said they were feeling hungry so I let them go and get food while I cleaned it" He smiled, quite proud of himself. I let out a laugh at his overly-nice actions.

"Well, Thank you, I guess" it turned out more of a question the way I had said it.

"Also, Dan wanted me to tell you that all of the shoots are finished" He continued talking as we made our way down to my office.

"He didn't dress them all in black again did he?" I asked, suddenly feeling uneasy that I hadn't checked earlier if he had done that. If he had, the magazine was due in just a few days and there was no fixing the modeling shoots now.

"No," he chuckled, "I helped him with the outfits and I taught him how to liven it up with color, he was pretty stubborn with it at first, but he finally let in after a while"

"Do you have the pictures from the shoots?" I asked looking to the binder that was in his hands.

"Oh, yes!" He flipped to a page in the binder and handed it to me.

I was pleasantly surprised with the looks- even if it did look like every model was just wearing a combination of Dan and Phil clothes.

"Yea, it kind of does look like both of our clothes combined" he stated. I don't know how he picked up on what I was thinking just by the way I was looking at the pictures but he did. "Its like all the models are wearing..." He paused for a moment to think of how he could finish the; what I knew was going to be a joke. "Phan clothes" he giggled at his own joke. "Get it, like Dan and Phil... Our names... Combined" he threw himself into a fit of laughter while I looked at him, not quite understanding why he thought it was so funny.

"Right..." I drifted off and walked into my office, which we had finally arrived to.

"But anyway," Phil began to ramble on about any problems that had occurred while I was gone and how he had attempted to fix them, luckily it was all things that I could fix within fifteen minutes, and nothing big.

I took a seat at my desk which I hadn't sat in in what felt like forever. It was comforting, like arriving home.

"Your back!" A cheery Zoe walked into the room grinning giddily.

"Yes, I am! How have you been?" I asked her.

"I've been lovely, how was your vacation?" She smirked, I figured this meant that she had heard the news about Troye and I.