Details---A Connor Franta Fanfic

Chapter Eight (Part One)

I opened my eyes and looked at the time. 4:30 am. Ugh. I rolled over and tried to sleep but the jet lag caught up to me.

I rolled out of bed, stumbling as quietly as I could through the mass of bodies in the room and down the stairs into the kitchen. I went about making myself a coffee, it probably making as much noise as a flushing toilet at this time of night.

Being wide awake I danced in front of it, trying to shut it up. A chuckle behind me, made me shoot up from my spot and turn around. My cheeks were probably noticable in the dark gloom of the kitchen, and standing across from me was Connor. Of course.

I smiled awkwardly waving "Hi. Coffee?" Connor nodded, still chuckling, sitting down at the counter. "You can't sleep?" Connor asked, getting out of the awkward silence we happened to fall into, yet again. 

"Nah, jet lag." I said shrugging,  "So you're drinking coffee?" Connor joked. I nodded "Yeah, I don't think I could get back to sleep either. How about you?" Connor shrugged "Internet kids don't sleep remember?" He said winking at me, "So you haven't slept at all?" I asked, stifling a laugh. 

"Nope, Link was right about Jackson and Ricky snoring, it's a torture house in there." I let out a quiet laugh, pushing a coffee towards him before taking mine into my hands and sitting down next to him. "Yeah, well, he doesn't tend to lie, and you can hear them through the bathroom walls." I said sleepily, making Connor chuckle next to me. 

"Do you wanna go into the lounge room?" I nodded, standing up almost tripping over my own sleepiness. Connor held my arm up, stopping me from falling to the floor. "We really need to get you to sleep." I shook my head, yawning "No, no, I'm okay. I just need this coffee in me." 

"You're acting like you're drunk, come on, we need to go get you to bed." I giggled childishly, hitting his shoulder gently. "No, I'm okay, this is just how I get when I wake up this early." He took my hand in his and lead me to the lounge room, placing me on the couch and making sure I didn't spill my coffee.

"What happened to you? A few minutes ago you were perfectly fine." He chuckled. I looked over to him, my eye lids getting heavier and heavier by the minute.

"Me? Oh nothing, just the tiredness catching up with me. It washes over like a wave." I rambled on, using dramatic hand movements as well as he just shook his head, letting me go on even though I was possible saying nothing of exact importance. 

It took me a few minutes to actually stop talking about everything and lay back against the couch and take a long sip of coffee.

Connor copied my actions unintentionally and sighed, leaning his head against the top of the couch. "I have to upload tomorrow, this is killing me." he laughed. "Yeah me too. I should have done a vlog today, but I didn't, I forgot. I usually don't just everything is so hectic lately." Connor nodded understandingly. "Hey, don't upload tomorrow, the other girls can, just make an appearence in my video. If you tell them about what happened maybe they could forgive you."

I shook my head "No, it isn't a hassle really, I just forgot that I had to. But we could still do a collaboration video, on both of our channels." 

Connor smiled at me "I would like that." I smiled back, nodding. I put the coffee cup up to my mouth but didn't drink it, both my hands were wrapped around it and I smelled the strong coffee smell. My eyes hadn't left Connor, still peering over the cup, trying to remember everything I could about him.

I only have a month with him, before going around America, up to Canada and then back over to England before heading home again. I had to remember the way he sat, tired from not sleeping, and how he smiled and laughed, how his eyes lit up whenever you mentioned home.