So What? (A Conor Maynard Fan/Pop Fiction)

Chapter 14 - The Question

Louise’s POV

So for the millionth time this term, I sat outside Mr Gregory’s office with a glum look on my face. I didn’t even hit anyone this time! I mean I slapped David, yeah, but that was totally needed. I sat staring at the many magazines on the coffee table and the one fake rose in a plastic vase again. The magazines were the exact ones that were there the first time I spoke to Conor out here.

“David. You first. I’m going to hear everyone’s side of this story…” Mr Gregory ordered and David shuffled into the room sheepishly.

“Look, Louise…” Conor began. Yes, you heard me right. HE started a conversation with ME! “I’m sorry about all this…” I slowly looked up and across the table to where he sat opposite me.

“Sorry about what?” I looked at him confused.

“I threatened David. I think that’s what caused all this…” I remained looking confused. “I think someone wanted to see me and him fight, so they made up that rumour.”

“Ah, don’t worry about it.” I shrugged it off. “Rumours are rumours. As long as we know it’s true it’s nothing…” I smiled. “And nothing happened between me and him last night…” Conor laughed.

“Yeah, I gathered that… The way you slapped him across the face made it seem you knew as little about it as I did!” His laugh was something I always enjoyed hearing; he was always portrayed as this evil man but I’d seen this side of him it seemed no-one else had.

“Yeah, just don’t barge in and shout stuff like that again… I can’t afford to hit anyone else – I might get expelled!” I laughed.

“One thing bothers me though…” Conor leant forwards, resting his elbows on his knees. “I just said I threatened David and you said nothing?”

“Why would I? You threaten everyone!” I laughed.

“Hey!” He protested, his arms up in surrender. “I’ll have you know I’m a delicate flower.” We stared at each other for a few seconds in silence before I giggled and set us both off. We were both bend over doubled, laughing like we didn’t have a care in the world – and for that second I didn’t.

“Delicate flower?” I questioned while trying to stop laughing. “Please. You’re a flytrap at most…”

“I’m offended!” He pretended to be shocked. “I’m pretty sure you’ve hit just as many people as me this week!”

“Yeah, so? You losing your touch, Maynard?” I teased, winking at him. He fidgeted in his seat.

“You’re just getting to my level, Redford!” He winked back.

“I was on your level long ago…” I joked. I tried to remain cool but inside my body was doing flips and I was internally screaming. There was something amazing about the fact he used my surname – I used to hate it, I still do, but now Conor’s said it – well it’s a whole different ball game!

“Conor. You, in.” Mr Gregory said as he flung the door open and David walked out still looking sheepish. He sat down next to me.

“Wow. He does like to grill you…” David breathed a sigh of relief.

“I’m used to it.” I said indifferently. It seemed the atmosphere had changed so quickly after Conor had left the room. I felt like I didn’t even want to be sat here anymore. David’s company was alright at times, but after this whole episode I didn’t even want to be near him. In my head I contemplated the many ways I could say an excuse and leave, the trouble was I didn’t want it to seem so obvious. I’ll sit here for another few minutes, I told myself as we sat in silence.