Fix You (Bronnor Fanfiction) (Sequel to <3 Missing <3) 2/2

Chapter 3 - On The Hunt

Connor's POV:

I turn a corner and speed down the hallway, I don't know where I'm going but I need to get away from the interviewers and now Brad because he'll hate me. I turn a corner and come into a seating room, I slam the door behind me. I lean against the door and attempt to calm myself down, but its not working, my breathing pace is still fast and so is my heartbeat. 

'Connor?' I hear someone shouting down the hallway, I turn to the chairs and notice that they are hallow underneath. I crawl under the chairs and go to the corner of the room and silently wait. The door opens and I see Tristan 'Connor? Are you in here?'. I close my eyes and hold my breath, thinking over and over again for Tris not to find me. Tristan enters the room and I desperately hold my breath until I can't no more and I inhale deeply. I peek my head out and Tristan turns to me 'Con, its ok'. I crawl out as fast as I can and back away 'y-you're all m-mad at me a-aren't you?'. Tristan looks at me confused 'of course we're not Con'.

I look to the door and notice Fiona entering with a camera man 'Connor?'. My eyes widen and I shove past her and the camera man. I don't want to be filmed anymore, I just want all this to stop. In the background I hear Fiona telling the camera 'there goes our lier, will we find him? Stay tuned as we go for a quick break'. 

I turn the corner and collide with someone. I look at them and see a random man, but he frowns at me and grabs my wrist 'I've got him!' he shouts and I yank my hand away and run in the opposite direction. Turning the other way this time. I run as far down the corridor as possible until I turn the corner and feel my face violently collide with a glass window, hearing a crack in the process. I shakily step back and lean on the opposite glass window as I see I collided with another studio. 

Whilst looking at the studio, I see a red mark on the glass from where I collided. My hand violently shakes as I bring it up to my nose and see that my nose is now bleeding. Tears now start rolling down my cheek as I scream 'I want to go home!!!'. I collapse onto my knees as my head becomes dizzy and I lean onto the wall for support. 

Brad's POV:

'Connor?!' I shout down each corridor, desperately trying to find my koala. I turn corner after corner until I bump into the man who interviewed Connor, who I believe was George. He had a camera with him 'Brad, how do you feel about Connor lying to the world'. 'Connor isn't lying actually, you don't know half of the things he is going through. I'm sick and tired of repeating that sentence over and over to people for them just to brush it off' I say, holding in my anger.

'Brad, its got to make you think that he isn't perfect boyfriend material. He's a lier for start off' George says and I shake my head 'you should be ashamed of yourself right now'. George rolls his eyes 'I'm just doing my job'. 'Well do it in a nicer fashion then' I say before storming past him to find Connor.

Connor's POV:

I shakily pull my phone out of my pocket as I load up twitter, I need to know what people are saying about me. I press the app and just as I'm about to load up the trending section, a voice makes me jump 'Connor?'. I look up and this time its James, he slowly walks over to me and kneels down beside me 'Connor? What happened?'. I lean against the wall again to pick myself up 'J-James, d-don't be m-m-mad at m-me'. James stands up goes to pull me into a hug but I back away slowly 'I-I can t-tell that you h-hate me'. I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist 'koala?'. 

I turn around slowly 'you ok?'. I shake my head, but then start nodding 'y-yeah'. Brad holds my hands and pecks me on the lips 'come on, lets get you cleaned up'. I protest at first, but in the end Brad carries me close to his chest.

My arms wrapped around his neck and legs around his waist as both his hands are securely holding my behind. We get to the reception and people start banging on the window to get our attention. I hide my face in Brad's shirt, but then panic when I get a little bit of blood on it. 

We arrive at the medical room and the nurse there checks my nose, everyone besides Fiona and George are in the room with me. The nurse gives me a sympathetic look 'you've broken your nose Connor, I'm afraid I'm going to have to call an ambulance for you to get it sorted'. I look at the floor 's-sorry'. 

Tristan's POV:

Brad walks over to comfort Connor and he pulls him into a hug. I feel someones hand on my shoulder and I turn around to see James, a tear rolls down my cheek and James pulls me into a hug 'Connor's going to be alright you know. Like I said, it'll just take time'. I nod slowly 'James?' I ask quietly and he hums.

'I-I need some advice' I say nervously and James smiles 'sure, what about?'. I bite my lip 'its about a girl that I like, I need some relationship advice'. James smiles 'whose this lucky girl?'. I bite my lip again thinking about what I should do because in all honesty its a guy called James McVey. I look James in the eye 'her name is Anastasia'. James smiles, but it doesn't look like a proper James smile 'sure, how about I give you some advice when we get home?'. I nod slowly and James half-smiles.

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Hi There!

How are you all?

I'm good thank you!

Also, the side shipping of Trames is now officially becoming underway!!!!!!

What did you all think of this chapter too?

I feel bad for all the drama that is coming up. 

Anyhoo, you're all beautiful and don't change yourselves to make one person happy!

Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! x