Mine (A Connor Ball Love Story)

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            "So, James, how has it been going with Saffron?" I said, nudging him and wiggling my eyebrows. His face went from enjoying the meal to misery, looking down at his pancakes. I immediately regretted asking and hugged him.

            "I'm sorry. I didn't realize anything had happened. Forget I said anything."

            "No, no, I was bound to have to tell you anyways," he paused and took a deep breath, "we went steady a couple days after you left. We had been dating for three days when she said she was leaving me for another guy. To add to the insult, the guy was Harry Styles." My jaw fell to the ground. "She was only in it for the fame and money, I think." He looked close to tears now, biting his lip. Everyone had heard what he said and I looked around at all of them. The boys looked angry and understanding, Stacey and Dustie looked shocked, like me, and Cokie looked ready to kill.

           "It's okay, babe. We're here for you." He smiled gratefully but sadly at me and we continued eating. At one point, I noticed Brad and Stacey sitting pretty close to each other. They were flirting like they were the only people there. Cokie was trying her best to make James feel better, and Dustie was talking with me, Connor, and Tris. I had a fantastic time and I exchanged numbers with Dustie and Cokie. I also saw Brad and Stacey exchange numbers, and when Stacey looked at me I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively. She rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at me, but I could still see the slight blush on her face.

           "Brad and Stacey are getting pretty close, eh?" Connor asked so only I could hear.

           "Bracey for the win!" I giggled quietly. Connor chuckled and then went silent for a while. I turned to him, confused, and he was looking at me intensely.

           "Are you okay?"

           "Yeah, I just..." He leaned in towards me, "I love you so much." He closed the gap between our lips. I made sure to keep the kiss from becoming too intense because there were other people around, although Connor certainly tried his best. I broke the kiss but still stayed close to his face.

           "Why do you say that so often?" I hoped I didn't sound rude.

           "I just feel the need to tell you as much as possible." He placed a couple more quick kisses on my lips before holding me tightly against him.

           "You guys couldn't have waited until you got back to Trixie's room to eat each others' faces?" Dustie said jokingly.

           "Nope. You're gonna have to watch us make out whenever you're around us." I said.

           "I'll say," Brad rolled his eyes, "if they are within arms reach of each other, their faces will be connected." I stuck my tongue out at him and he did the same back to me. We paid the waiter and left the restaurant, heading back to my house. My mom would be coming back the next day so I decided to have everyone sleep over. 

           "Cokie, Dustie, Stacey." They all turned to look at me, "wanna sleep over at my place tonight?" They all excitedly said yes. "Okay, well, there are four beds... Cokie, Dustie, are you okay with sleeping in the same bed together?" They were. "Okay, we can put two million blankets on the floor. Stacey, you could take the couch... Cool, we're all good." The girls had to go back to their houses to get pajamas and toothbrushes and stuff, so the boys and I all walked home. It was so much fun, having the girls sleep over. We played spin the bottle, which ended up in discomfort at multiple times. When a girl had to kiss a boy or a boy had to kiss a boy, mainly. But it was really awkward when I had to kiss one of the other boys or Connor had to kiss one of the girls.

           I spun the bottle again. Tristan. I hadn't had to kiss him yet. I leaned over to him, as he was sitting next to me, and pressed my lips to his as softly as I could, but then he did something really uncomfortable. He leaned into the kiss ever so slightly. The kiss had to be held for five seconds, so I dealt with it until time was up and I leaned away from him. He looked slightly disappointed. I felt overwhelmingly awkward.

          "Umm... guys," I stood up, stretching, "I'm feeling, um, tired so I'm going to go to bed." I half-walked, half-ran to my room and flopped on my bed. I was joined seconds later by Connor, who lay down next to me and wrapped his arms around me. It was then that I realized how much I loved him and how much it would hurt when he went back to the UK. That's when I made up my mind.

         "Connor?" I sounded serious, and Connor looked at me worriedly.

         "What is it?"

         "I..." I took a deep breath, "I want to move to Britain."

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