The Date: Connor Franta

12: War

CONNOR'S POV:

It was nearly midnight and I was in the living room of Anna and Andrea's apartment, sitting on the couch with Anna. I was on one end of the couch, she was on the other, trying to keep the distance as far apart as she could. I had the remote to myself this whole time and turned the channel every time Anna would get deep into a tv show. She'd gasp and lightly groan into the pillow which would make me chuckle, knowing she couldn't tease me. Even though Andrea and Anna made the bet, it was boring without any sassiness around with her.

I stopped switching channels when I heard Anna snore softly. I took pictures of her, videos of her snoring, and waited until she woke up to post them up.

Kian and Andrea were busy editting in Anna's room and I was super bored in the living room, with a sleeping Anna. I went up to Anna's room at some point and asked Kian and Andrea about how long it'd take for them to edit the video. They said to give them an hour and a half.

And hour and a half. ok.

Let's wake up Anna.

I mean, I have and hour and a half with a sleeping Anna. Why not?

"ANNA!" I screamed in her ear. She jumped and opened her eyes, glaring the shit out of me.

"Connor what was that for?" She said, annoyed.

"You were snoring too loud and I couldn't hear what I was watching."

"So you woke me up by screaming in my ear, other than gently tapping on my shoulder and tell me to shut up?"

"You're smart." I said.

"And you're smart. You should have turned up the tv to it's loudest instead of waking me up in the middle of a dream." She whined.

"Are you being sarcastic with me?"

"No, not at all."

"Sure."

"Seriously Connor? So I'm supposed to be nice to you and you think I'm being sarcastic. And when I get upset you tell me to be nice, what the hell is your problem?"

"I don't have a problem. You do. And you lost the bet." I said, smiling.

"Boo fucking hoo. Andrea didn't say anything about me doing anything if I lost the bet. I already had to deal with you anyway so I'd rather be able to speak my mind about how annoying you are with you here other than faking the way I am when you're here for a week."

"What a fucking diva."

"God can you just shut up for at least a minute?"

"Nope. I'm a guest in this apartment and I can do whatever I want."

"What now?" Andrea said, walking down the stairs groaning.

"Anna's grumpy because she lost the bet."

"Connor's being a fucking dickhole for waking me up because I snored too loud and he wouldn't want to turn the tv up." Anna said.

"Well you're lucky, because Kian and I just finished editting and you two can finally go home."

"Thank god!" Anna said, loudly. She got up and walked up the stairs. Andrea glared at me with her hands on her hips.

"What?"

"You're pushing her to make her upset. She's dealing with you for a week, give her a break."

"It's karma for spilling water on me."

"It was an accident Connor!" She was really defending her right now? What the fuck.

"How would you know if it was an accident or not?!"

"How would you know if it was on purpose or not?!" Anna said, walking down the stairs. Before I could say anything more, Kian interrupted.

"Connor let's go, Jc's waiting for us since I didn't bring my keys."

"Okay." I said, calming down. I looked over at Anna and we both glared at each other.

I don't know how Kian can deal with having to see a brat everytime he goes to Andrea's apartment, credits to him.

I am sick of Anna Evans.