Starbucks Lovers. (Connor Franta Fanfiction) \

Chapter 11: Pool Parties and Tears.

Olivia's POV

"Should we wake her up?" I heard Ricky whisper.

"No, she looks so cute asleep." Connor whispered back. 

"Wake her up man we gotta get inside." Jc said. 

I felt someone shake my shoulder and whisper my name. 

"I'm up guys!" I say defensively. 

Connor's face breaks out into a smile as he gets out of the car, and gives me his hand to help me out. 

"Wait where are we?" I ask as I stretch. "I thought we were going shopping?'

"Well, there's a slight change of plans." Connor said. 

"Who's house is this?" I ask, pointing to the beautiful house in front of me. 

"Ours!" Ricky pipes up. 

"This is the house you guys are moving into?" I say, shocked.

"Why such a shocked expression?" Jc asked. 

"Well it's just a huge upgrade from the apartment." I laughed. 

"It is! We figured it would be better for entertaining and such." Connor said. 

"Should we give her a tour?" Jc suggested.

"Sure!" Connor said, taking my hand. "We don't have much furniture yet, but we can still show you around!" 

He led me to the front door. When he opened it, I saw a giant staircase. 

"This house is amazing!" I shout as a I spin around. 

"Come to the backyard!" Connor shouted. He sprinted off towards the back of the house. I chased after him. I reached the glass door in the back.

"Look at the pool!" I gasped. There was a huge pool that took up most of the backyard. (a.n. don't know if it really does :P exaggerating the house a bit ok ok calm down) 

"It's a pretty fantastic pool. Wanna take a swim?" he smirked.

"Now? I don't even have a bath-" Before I could finish my sentence, Connor pushed me into the pool. 

"Connor! That's not funny!" I pouted. 

"Yes. It. Is." he said between giggles. "Don't worry, I'm coming in!" he took his shirt off to reveal his gorgeous abs, and then he leaped into the pool. 

I took of my sweater, and I was just in my tank top. We swam around for a little before Ricky and Jc walked out.  

"Whoa guys! I didn't know we were having a pool party!" Ricky said as he ripped off his shirt and ran towards the pool.

"Wait!" Connor shouted just as Ricky was almost to the pool. "Liv and I are getting out, so unless you want to swim alone, I would suggest you stay out."

"You're just jealous of my smoking hot bod." Ricky joked, flexing. 

We all laughed as Connor and I got out of the pool. 

"My room is upstairs. I have extra towels, and some clothes so you can dry off." Connor said to me. 

He headed into the house, and I followed after him. We ran up the large staircase, and then down the hall to his room. All he had was a small blow up mattress, and some blankets. Connor went into his closet and pulled out two pairs of sweatpants, two shirts, and two hoodies. He threw one of each to me. 

"You can go to the bathroom down the hall to change." he said.

I nodded and walked down to the bathroom and changed. The clothes were a bit baggy, but it was better than nothing. I walked out and Connor was passing by.

"Yay you're dressed!" he giggled. "What do you want to do today? Movie day?" 

"We did that yesterday! I want t-" I was cut off by my phone ringing. It was Madison. 

"Sorry gotta take this!" I said walking back into the bathroom. "Madi, what do you need?"

"i just got a reminder text from Gabby saying that our English paper is due tomorrow for Mr. Hues. Did you finish? Because I didn't!"

"No! Oh my gosh! I have my first draft done oh my God how could I forget?" I leaned against the door and shrunk down, a tear spilling from my cheek. I always get emotional about school and grades. "If I don't finish this, it could ruin my gpa!"

"Come back now so you can finish it!" 

"Ok. I'll be there in half an hour." I hung up and opened the door. 

"Everything alright?" Connor said with a concerned look. 

"Yeah." I wiped my tears. "It's just I have a big paper due tomorrow, and I didn't finish."

"Why are you crying?" 

"I always get upset about my grades and everything. My parents paid for me to get into UCLA and threaten to take me out if I get bad grades, so I have to keep my grades up." I started crying more. My parents would always yell at me in high school and demand I keep my grades up, or they would kick me out. They sent me all the way from Maine to California. I wanted to go to University of Rochester in New York, but they said that was too close to them. UCLA was my second choice. 

Connor pulled me in for a hug. We stood there, embracing, for a few minutes before he pulled away and cupped my face in his hands.

"Olivia Idon'tknowyourmiddlename Kelly, things are going to be ok. If your parents take you out of UCLA, you can just stay here! We have plenty of room, and plenty of friendship." He smiled, and wiped my tears with his thumbs. 

"It's Marie." I chuckled. "Connor, you just made my day. Thank you so much." I pulled him in for another hug. 

Connor drove me back to his apartment, where my car was. 

"I'll see you later ok?" he said, as I unbuckled my seat belt. 

"Ok. I'll text you." I said as I shut the door, and headed towards my car. Connor waited until I left to leave. 

(A.N Hey guys! Thanks for reading! Sorry it took me over a month to update! Happy new years!)