It had been a month since I walked in on Conor and that girl in the bathroom and we had barely spoken since, It wasn't like he hadn't tried, I just was not having it. Sure we still performed together but I left straight after every show and went home. I could tell that the band knew something was up but none of them pushed me for answers. It was after last week's show that Dave pulled me to one side for a 'chat'.
*one week ago*
'Belle can I have a word?' he asked before pulling me into a side room.
'Sure, whats up?' I asked
'Are you ok?' he saw my quizzical look so carried on, 'I mean I saw how devastated you were in that club despite your best attempts to hide it, so I quizzed Jack. For future reference he is a very easy boy to crack' Dave winked.
I just burst 'I AM SO SORRY DAVE I know it was unprofessional but we liked each other...well I thought we did and..' I choked on my last words.
'Oh sweetheart I'm not cross with you, how could I be? I just care about you. But for what it's worth Conor feels shit about the whole thing.' Dave was hugging me in his armsso I looked up at him.
'You've spoken to him?' I asked
'Yeah' he replied 'primarily to give him what for. I've known you for what 3 years now Belle, him not quite a year and yeh it might make me money, but if he is a dick to you then i'm not having it'. I smiled up at him. 'Anyway' he continued 'I started off by saying just because he was a little bit famous did not nean he could walk all over people, and before I could step it up a gear he just burst into tears. Said he wouldn't care if his music career went down the drain tomorrow if it meant he had even the slightest chance of getting back with you' he finished. I sat bolt upright looking at Dave.
'Really?' I asked smiling
'Really' he laughed before standing up. 'But if you do plan on giving him another shot, just make him work for it. With that he left and I smiled. I obviously DID mean something to Conor for him to cry in front of Dave, but Dave was right he was going to have to work for it!
