I Love You. Now I'm Afraid To Lose You. {Connor Franta Fanfic}

Chapter 12 - Scavenger Hunt.

Chapter 12

"I'll be coming, back for you, back for you, back for you, you-u-u-u." One Direction sang from my phone, interrupting my peaceful dreams. I groaned, turning around and grabbed my phone, clicking the 'answer' button.

"Hello?" I laid back down, resting my left arm over my eyes, blocking the beaming sunlight from blinding me. I heard a familiar chuckle on the other end of the line.

"Good morning." He sing-songed.

"Connor, why are you calling me so early in the morning?" I groaned, pulling the covers over my body once more. He sighed.

"Em, it's ten in the morning."

"Exactly. Too early for my liking."

"Well you have to get up and get ready quick because I'm on my way over." I practically jumped out of the bed and onto the floor.

"W-What just happened?"

"... Nothing." I huffed, lifting my body off the floor.

"You fell didn't you."

"No..." I sighed. "How'd you know?"

"You don't think I heard you crash on the floor?" I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, yeah."

"I'm going to hang up so you can get ready now."

"Okay. See you." We said our 'bye's and I set my phone on the side-table. I made my way into the bathroom and shut the door - ready for a warm, peaceful shower.

•••••

I wrapped a towel around my body and opened my bathroom door.

"WHAT THE-" I yelled, making Connor jump ten feet into the air. "Connor?! What the hell are you doing in my room?"

"W-Well your mom let me in and-"

"You do know I'm in a towel?"

"Y-Yeah," He blushed and looked at the ground awkwardly. "I thought you'd be dressed."

"Okay, well I'm going to get my clothes now." He nodded. I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom again.

•••••

The finishing product was pretty nice. I was wearing a white bandeau top, covered by a ruffled pink tank top. I wore white short-shorts along with some black sandals - which didn't go with my outfit very well, but whatever, that was all I had. My hair held a pretty pink and white flower on a clip, pulling some of my hair back. My arms held some pearl bracelets, and my neck had a silver heart pendent on a silver chain. I looked okay for now.

"You almost done?" Connor whined on the other side of the door. I giggled.

"Yes, I'm done." I opened the bathroom to be greeted by scanning eyes, making me blush. "Like what you see?" He shook his head like he just got out of a trance and smirked.

"Sure do." He grabbed my hand, gesturing me to follow him. When we walked into my living room we were stopped by my dad, crossing his arms.

"Remember I told you that the next time I see you, we would have a little chat?" Connor, who was wide-eyed, nervously nodded. I groaned.

"Dad, can you do that later? We have to go."

"And where are you two going?" I sighed and looked at Connor.

"I'm wondering the same thing, dad."

"Where are you taking my daughter?" He sternly asked him. Connor bit his lip, apparently not wanting to say. He looked up at my dad and leaned in to whisper in his ear. I heard some mumbles and then my dad smiled. What was Connor going to do?