Panic Attack (Jc Caylen)

7. Love Isn't Real

EMILY'S P.O.V.

"I don't know man, I think I might, well, love her." Those words echoed through my mind as I sat outside Jc's door hoping for revenge on Connor eavesdropping but I never expected this. Does Kian know?

I look over at Ashley to see her looking right back at me with wide eyes matching my expression in every way. Before I could hear the rest of the conversation Ashley brought us back to my room down the hallway.

"Oh. My. God.", was all I could say.

"First of all do you like him?", yes, a lot.

"No, not really.", I wasn't actually sure if I do love him like he loves me. Love used to be such a strong powerful word, but it has lost it's value. We use it so casually with everything that I doesn't have that meaning to it anymore. Love used to be something we all believed we could find if we stopped looking and had faith but I just don't think it exists anymore. Only those lucky people, or characters in movies, books, and T.V. shows find love, but even then it isn't real. They are fictional.

"Well, what are you going to do? He is going to try something soon.", She is right but I have no idea what I should do.

"I guess ignore him, you know like slowly separate myself from him.", it would work if you didn't like him as you said, my heart says for me. on the other hand my brain is telling me to avoid him, that he isn't any good for me. What do I do?

CONNOR'S P.O.V.

It seems like everyone in this house is having relationship problems, including myself. Jc loves Emily who we have no clue if she likes, led alone loves him back. I think I like Ashley but I doubt she has even given me a glance. Now that I know what happened, she probably thinks that way of all guys, I have no chances with her. Ugh. That ass who broke her heart and cheated on her and had the nerve to break up with her by text and bring a girl home with him minutes later doesn't know who he just lost. She is worth more then that girl that he brought home probably. I wouldn't be surprised if that girl he brought home was a prostitute by the way she described her to Emily. I should probably talk to Emily when Ashley leaves which will probably be never considering I heard Ashley say she lived with him and she brought all her stuff here.

"Sound like a plan?", Jc asked bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Oh I'm sorry I wasn't listening.", oops.

"Okay I will only explain once more and you better listen or I will do this myself and then I won't have to return the favour to you one day.", return the favour? Now he has me listening. I can get him to help me with Ashley. Things might actually be going my way.

ASHLEY'S P.O.V.

"Hey it's getting late and I am tired.", Emily said belting out a yawn.

"Yeah just let me get changed.", I rummaged through my suitcase before finding my tank top and poka dot pj shorts. I quietly opened the door knowing that basically everyone was going to sleep now. When I made it to the bathroom I twisted the door handle to find out it's locked. Light seeped through the crack under the door reflecting onto the hard wood floors. I knocked on the door a couple times creating a beat until I heard a shout.

"I'm hurrying as fast as I can!", I heard a muffled voice shout. Connor's I believe.

Before I could reply back the door swung open to reveal Connor. Huh, I was right. Wait he is shirtless. Look away! Look away!

"Uh. I understand I am hot and all but are you going to use the bathroom or?", When he said that I could feel my cheeks flame up. He caught me. Damn it.

"Yeah.", I smile awkwardly before passing him and walking inside the bathroom, shutting the door. Oh god that was embarrassing. I probably looked like a slut because I just broke up with my boyfriend and I was practically drooling over him, boosting his ego a little to high. I quickly stripped off my clothes before opening the door and walking out looking down because of my still rosy cheeks. Before I made it out into the hall I ran into something. Some one. I looked up from my spot on the cold floor to see a guilty looking, still shirtless Connor may I add, towering over my height even more than usual.

"Shit, I am so sorry I didn't mean to-"

"No don't worry about it. I should have been paying attention."

"In all fairness I wasn't really paying attention either.", He admitted, his cheeks turning a bright shade of crimson this time.

"Well, goodnight Connor.", I day not being able to bare the awkwardness between us.

"Goodnight Ashley.", He said before I closed Emily's bedroom door, not being able to contain my smile anymore.

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YAY DOUBLE UPDATE ON CHRISTMAS EVE AKA LOUIS TOMLINSON'S BIRTHDAY!!!!! EMILY IS GOING TO KILL ME FOR SAYING THAT BUT OH WELL BC MY BABY IS GROWING UP! IT MAKES ME SO SAD. IT SEEMS LIKE JUST YESTERDAY HE WAS SITTING ON THOSE STAIRS MAKING VIDEO DIARIES WITH THE OTHER BOYS MAKING JOKES. I STILL REMEMBER ALL HIS SAYINGS...   :'(