The Maynards

Hickey

I woke up the next morning, pounding headache not knowing what to do. I looked around with my blurry eyes and realised I was not in my room. I tried to remember what happened last night, I turned to the side and there was a guy, a topples guy. I started to panic. Wtf had happened last night. He turned over and I hoped it was just a random guy that i could just forget about, but it wasn't, it was Conor. I couldn't quite believe it but had we even slept together. I tried to work it out and from what I could see, we definitely had. He leaned in to kiss me and I wasn't going to say no. After a good few minutes of making out I told him I was going to get some coffee and I asked him if he wanted any. He replied with,
"You don't have to do that."
"No I insist! " trying to sound all cute
"I mean if you insist."
He then said "Wait you don't know where to go."
Being a huge Conor Maynard fan from about the age of 10, I knew where the coffee was, I mean I basically knew the layout of his house before I even knew him, but I wasn't going to let him know that. So I quickly replied with
"I'm sure I'll find it" giggling at the end to not sound too rude.
He smiled back and gave me a smirk.

I couldn't quite believe what was happening, I put some clothes on, only a top and some underwear, and walked down stairs. As I entered the kitchen the smell of bacon hit me and in front of me was a topless Joe Sugg and Jack Maynard cooking breakfast (although Joe was the only one cooking and Jack was on the sofa)
"Have a good night then?" Joe said in an immature tone. I blushed and nodded as Jack winked at me,
'God he is fit,' was my instant thought.
I sat down on the sofa and completely forgot about the coffee, Jack sat up and said " Wow must have been a good night, you've got a few hickeys there." Him and joe then giggled. I blushed, not thinking anything of it. Conor then came into the kitchen and gave me a kiss on the head, said good morning and as normal civilised things were happening I opened my phone and read the time, 11:30 am Friday. - Shit I'm late for school. I suddenly jumped up like a spaz and said with a loud voice, "I need to go to school, I'm late, I'm late, I'm dead."

I ran upstairs, put some clothes on, grabbed my unprepared bag, Conor running up behind me. He told me to stay and that there was no point in leaving, but I knew if my parents found out they would kill me, so I had to tell him no. He grabbed me by the hips and pulled me in as I was in my bubble of panic, and stared into my eyes. He gave me a big kiss and whispered in my ear "make sure you come back later then" I said nothing but just looked at him and nodded my head. We smiled at each other, then I rushed down the stairs with Conor quickly following behind me, I said goodbye to everyone and raced out the door, or at least I tried. Before I could, Conor grabbed my arm again and pulled me in, gave me a big kiss and then seductivly whispered in my ear.
"I'm going to miss you, don't go."
I replied in a rush
"I have to, but I will be back"
It was only one night and already he doesn't want to let me go, 'wow I must be good!' I giggled to myself.
We began to make out for a few seconds, then I said " Hey can you do me a massive favour.."
"Depends what that is," he replied in a sexy, deep, croaky voice.
" Well.. can you drive me to school" I said awkwardly
"What will that get me"
"Well, you will have to find out won't you.."
"K, Jack, Joe I will be back in a sec just taking Gemma to school"
"Ok mate be quick or the bacon will burn" Joe replied like a mature adult.
I could just hear Jack laughing to the fact that I had school, his cute little immature laugh making me smile. Then me and Conor were off, and as soon as he dropped me off at school and I had kissed him goodbye, I realised, SHIT... I HAVE HICKEYS...