Part 17: -
Alexis’ POV
Wakening up in the middle of the night was easy for me but realising there was no point was horrendous. Knowing that your daughter is literally gone - well, kidnapped not gone - was heart wrenching. It hurt to say the least. I know it’s going to be a tough few days, because we don’t know when we’re getting her back. We didn’t even know what condition she’d be coming back in. It just hurt to think that I’d snapped at Conor because of actions my mum had done. I snapped at Jack also because he brought her in, and I know it’s wrong. I just guess I’m under too much stress.
Getting out of bed was one of the hardest things I’ve wanted to do. I just wanted to stay there and cry myself into oblivion but I knew I had to get up and move. I knew I had to apologise for my outbursts but I just didn’t know how to approach the subject. I just couldn’t go ‘oh, by the way, I’m sorry for being a bitch, I was just under a lot of pressure’, it’d be completely heartless, especially to Conor. Since he is going under the same pressure I am.
Walking into Lauryn’s room was strange, especially because she wasn’t here but I just needed to be near something of hers. Switching on the light, I saw Conor sat in the rocking chair cuddled into her teddy. If it wasn’t such a sad time, I would’ve taken a picture of it to joke with him but I just couldn’t do that to him.
“Lex?” He mumbled.
“It’s me,” I said warily. I was scared of his reaction, especially after earlier.
“Are we going to get her back?” He asked hoarsely.
“Hopefully” I murmured.
“Even though I didn’t want her at first, I grew to love her. Especially when she was that little bump in your belly. When she was born, I fell in love more. I was dumbstruck at how beautiful she was and how much she resembled you. I was amazed that she was mine. I just can’t lose her” He spoke sadly.
“None of us want to lose her, Conor,” I said softly. I walked towards him slowly and sat on his knee. “We need to ask the police to hurry and find her before something does happen” I sighed as I cuddled into him.
“What happens if we don’t?” He asked quietly as he pulled me closer.
“I really don’t know. I’m trying not to think like that just yet,” I said softly.
“Why is it we always have the worst luck?” He chuckled.
“We’re just attracted to the bad side of the lucky tree. I guess not everything’s been bad luck though; there’s been some good throughout this journey”
“And what may that be?” He queried.
“Well, we gained an amazing daughter and I gained someone I love” I smiled weakly.
“As did I” He spoke proudly. “Why are you out of bed?” He asked.
“I couldn’t sleep. And why are you in here?”
“I just needed to be somewhere where no one would really check. Although, this is the obvious place”
“I didn’t realise you were in here until I switched the light on, and we need to get her back before the tour next week”
“Yeah, otherwise, I might have to cancel due to not being able to concentrate and leaving you here isn’t an option”
“You can’t cancel, your fans love you and they need to see you too. You’ve had so long off already, they need to see you’re fine. Tweeting doesn’t help, since you only seem to be tweeting about Lauryn and I” I spoke.

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Running Away - Conor Maynard
FanfictionRunning away from our problems seems like the easiest thing to do. However, it's not, it just creates bigger problems. Conor and I are two completely different people but we both have our fair share of problems. Well, we share one big problem togeth...