Recovery (Conor Maynard AU)

Chapter Twenty|Issues

(Edited ! Feel free to read) ~Song of the chapter "Are You Sure" by Kriss Kross Amsterdam ft. Conor Maynard & Ty Dolla bc come on guys Conor killed it with this song.

"I told you to let go" I repeated myself, once again trying to rip my arm out of his grip.

"Destiny shut the hell up and get into the car" Conor demanded, pulling on my arm.

I couldn't believe what I was witnessing. What the hell was going on in his mind that made him believe that he could tell me what to do ?

"Who are you to tell me what to do !?" I yelled at him, not caring that I was drawing everyone's attention to us. A couple people had already stopped walking to see what was going on. Only imagine the level of curiosity. But I didn't care. All I could think about was Colin. He would be coming any second now and shouldn't see me with Conor. I wanted to meet him and not Conor.

"Destiny I am telling you one last time" he warned, eyes narrowed "Get. In."

Seeing his hard eyes on me, I paused. His expression was so serious that I feared of what he had in mind if I didn't get into the car. But as usual my anger was bigger than my fear.

"What will you do if I don't ?" I pushed my luck, glaring back at him. His jaw locked as he shook his head in frustration. Then his eyes fixed on mine once again and he stepped closer to me. His face was now only inches away from mine and I could feel his hot breath on my lips. My chest painfully tightened as I felt my heart almost burst out of sudden excitement. How did he manage to make my heart race so effortlessly ? Cursing my body for reacting this way to him, I let my teeth sink into the flesh of my bottom lip.

"I will throw you over my shoulder like a sack and then put you in my car. And I don't give a f*ck about what the others think" he threatened, gripping on my wrist. I stared at him, scanning his face carefully. In my mind I was contemplating what to do. Everyone was already staring and though I didn't care, I didn't want Conor to get in trouble for this with Ashley later on. I would be the one who will have to take all the responsibility in the end and I didn't want that. But when I looked into his blue eyes, I saw the fire burning inside them. He was mad, I could tell, and he wanted me to get into his car, no matter what he had to do to achieve that. Feeling that I had no choice left, I let him pull me after him.

He walked me to the passenger seat and opened the car door, not letting go of my wrist in the meanwhile. I shot him a glare as I climbed into the car. Finally, loosening his grip on my wrist, he shot me one last warning look telling me to stay where I was, before he eventually fully let go of my arm. I rubbed my sore wrist.

To say that I was not tempted to run away as soon as he turned around to walk around the car would be a lie, but I was not as childish as he was so I resisted the temptation. Soon enough he got into the driver's seat and once his door was closed he locked all the doors by pressing a single button. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Stop treating me like a child. I won't jump out of a moving vehicle. You're not worth harming myself for" I spat, my tone harsh and spiteful.

He only humourlessly snickered as he once again shot me a glare, before he turned on the engine and drove off.

Putting on my seat belt when he pressed on the gas pedal harder than he should, I sank into the seat and prayed to God that he would not get us into a car accident. The engine roared as we zoomed down the street, which was thankfully empty.

"Scared princess ?" Conor asked in a joking tone and I almost laughed. Not because I thought he was being funny but at him for believing that he could loosen me up again. I would never show him the Destiny he had uncovered ever again. He let me put down almost every guard but before he could reach the centre he destroyed everything by taking a sharp u-turn. Now it was all too late. He had lost.