Once Upon A Franta (A Connor Franta Smut)

Ch. 1) The Frantas Are Coming

"Oh my God!! THE Connor Franta is on his way! I'm SO EXCITED!!" My friend Mary yelled over the obnoxious whine of the central vac's 'TurboCat' carpet head as we cleaned my house. "Jesus Christ--is my Lord and Savior--Mary, don't piss yourself!! I know he's like, sexy as fuck, but he's gay!! I call first dibs!!" I shouted back. Several months before, my friend Katie had introduced me to her cousins, the Frantas. YES, the Franta clan that spawned the legendary Connor Franta. Connor and I hit it off almost instantly and I had since invited him and his siblings to stay with me for a month. They were due to arrive the next morning.

As I progressed to the kitchen and began filling a mop bucket with hot water and Pine-Sol, my phone buzzed. I glanced at it to find out that Connor had just arrived in Minnesota to meet up with his family. They were on the 6:30 AM flight to Charlotte with a shuttle flight to Greensboro-PTI due to arrive at 9:15. "Thank God, a reasonable hour", I muttered as I sat the bucket on the floor and dropped the mop into it. I reached over, turned on the BlueTooth speaker on my counter and started "Uma Thurman" by Fall Out Boy at maximum volume. I texted my friend Cassie to let her know the flight times, as she was driving to help carry luggage (my Buick doesn't have a big trunk). She replied only with "okay see ya then".

As I mopped the kitchen linoleum and began to move into the den, my landline phone rang. I picked up the receiver to hear a long string of colorful expletives from the earpiece. "Listen here, dumbfuck, if you call me please be decently nice or I will reach through that phone and rip your face off!!!" I barked as I dropped the mop into the bucket and sat down on a bar stool at the breakfast bar in the den. "Sorry, Troye's being an idiot" my friend Tyler (Oakley) said, only to be followed by "Damn your ass Troye!! You don't need to touch that!!!". "Oh jeez", I muttered as I hung up.

Soon, Mary came into the den, only to slip on the wet floor. "Jesus Steven!! Warn me next time!" she yelled as I helped her up. She made her way to the vacuum connection in the kitchen and connected the hose. As the system came to life, she began cleaning the sofa and we were both singing terribly to Fall Out Boy and finishing up our work, so we failed to notice when Tyler let himself in. I noticed the bathroom door off the den move slightly and did a double take. I told Mary to stay put, reached into my kitchen and grabbed a butcher knife. I snuck over to the door and kicked it open only to find a grinning Tyler standing in the shower.

"YOU ASSHOLE!!! I ALMOST CARVED YOU UP!!! NOT FUNNY!!!" I blared as Tyler burst out laughing. As he came out, Mary met him at the door, metal vacuum wand swinging brazenly. Several bruises later, Tyler sprawled himself on my sofa and flipped on "Friends".

Soon, Mary and Tyler both went on home for the evening. It was nearing 7:00 PM and I called in an order at Lexington Style Trimmings BBQ. I made the 15-20 minute drive to Lexington, got the order and returned home to find my answering machine swamped with messages. As I checked them, it became obvious that something was amiss. All of them were from friends and all of them had the same subject matter--where is Connor? Has he arrived? When will he be there?, etc... I pressed the delete key and forgot about them. I settled down, ate, and began watching Rizzoli and Isles. After 3 episodes, I finally decided to call it a night and went on to bed

---8 Hours Later---

I awoke to the annoying sound of my phone's alarm clock app. I looked over--7:30--oh shit, I have to get up. I pulled myself out of bed and took a fast shower. After I dressed (Ralph Lauren and Jeans--nothing fancy) I called Cassie only to find out that she was in my driveway. I jumped in my Buick and we embarked on the journey to Greensboro-PTI airport.

Hope you all like it--my first WattPad entry...