Because of you ~ Conor Maynard

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   I wake up with two strong arms wrapped around me. I flip over so I'm facing Conor and I notice he's staring at me.
   "How long have you been staring at me." I laugh. Conor laughs and snuggles into my neck.
   I check my phone to see the time. "Conor its half past eleven. I need to get up." I say while playing with his hair.
   "Okay." He says while pouting his lips. I just laugh and get out of bed. I walk over to my dresser and pull out some acid washed jeans and a black Nike hoodie.
   "Cover your eyes." I tell Conor. He gives me a confused look. "I'm changing." I say. "Oh okay." Conor covers his eyes and change quickly. I turn around to see Conor with his eyes uncovered. That little shit.   "Twat." I laugh while throwing a pillow at him.
   I sit down at my makeup table and begin to put foundation on my face. Conor sits down behind me and puts his head on my shoulder.
   "Your perfect." He whispers. It sent chills down my neck but I don't think he noticed.
   Once I finished putting on my makeup I curled my hair and stood up.
   "Well, I'm going to make breakfast." I say as my stomach growls. Conor lies back down on my bed as I head into the kitchen. Caspar and Joe are watching a movie. Joe notices me and pauses it. "Good afternoon sleeping beauty." He laughs. I roll my eyes and grab the ingredients to make pancakes.
   As I'm stirring the gooey mixture Conor walks up the stairs. Joe and Caspar's eyes flicker from me and Conor.
   Conor comes up to me and whispers in my ear. "I have to go to the studio, my house at 9?" He whispers. I nod and then he walks out.
   "What? Why was he here? Did he sleep in your room? Did you guys do anything?" Caspar says quickly. "Calm down, nothing happened. He just fell asleep." I shrug as I flip a pancake. They both give me a 'im watching you' look.
   "Pancakes?" I ask hoping to change the subject. They both nod and jump up from the couch.
   "Oh my god Alexa! These are amazing!" Joe shouts dramatically. I laugh and take another bite. "But on a serious note, are you and Conor a thing now?" Joe asks while Caspar keeps stuffing his face. Instantly he becomes interested.
    I ignore his question and put my plate in the sink. "Oh my god! You are aren't you?!" Joe says shocked. I sigh and put my hand on my forehead. "If either one of you tell someone I will cut your balls off." I threaten.
   "Yes! Calexa is real!!" Caspar shouts. Suddenly there is a knock on the door and Conor walks in. "I didn't have any work to do today so I figured I would come back." Conor says while taking his Jacket off.
   Joe and Caspar share a look then smirk at me and Conor. "What?" He asks. "They know.." I groan. "They literally were pushing questions down my throat." I sigh. Caspar laughs.
   I grab my purse and slide on my shoes. "Well I have to run to the store, we're lacking food." I say. "Want me to come?" Conor asks. "No its okay, I'll be right back." I say. I kiss his cheek and walk out the door.
   As I reach whole foods I pay the driver and get out. I get all the simple foods we need and then pay. As I'm walking out two teenage girls glare at me.
   "Hey!" One of them shouts. I turn around and they walk up to me. "Can I help you?" I ask. "Stay away from Conor." The other snarls. "Excuse me?" I say getting offended. "You heard me slut. We seen the video of you and Conor." Now that draws the line. "You can't decide if me and Conor are togeth-" before I could finish my sentence one of the girls slap me.
   Then the other pushes me down and kicks me, knocking the air out of me. "Stop!" I shout as I stand up. "Bitch." One of them growls at me. They walk away leaving me crying. I put my hand on my cheek and feel a bruise starting to form. Great.
   As I walk home I get lots of weird glances as I slowly walk clenching my jaw. As I reach the flat I open the door and Joe quickly notices me. "Alexa?! What the hell!?" He shouts while running over to me. Conor runs over quickly."What the fuck happened?!" He asks, feeling my jaw. I flinch and he quickly gets a worried look in his eyes.
   "Well I was walking home when two of your 'fan girls' stopped me and told me to stay away from you. When I told them it wasn't their decision they slapped me, then kicked me in the ribs."
   I lifted my shirt to see a big black, blue, and purple bruise. Conor quickly becomes angry. "I can't believe my fans would do this." He sighs. Joe brings me over to the couch and gets me a ice pack for my cheek.
   Caspar comes up the stairs and smiles at me. Then his smile quickly dropped. "What happened?!" "Fan girls." Is all I said. Caspar pulls me into a hug and I put my head on his shoulder.
   Conor sits down beside me. "I'm sorry." He says. "For what?" I ask, looking up at him. "For how my fans acted. I just can't believe this would happen." "It's not your fault." I quickly tell him.
   Caspar gets up and walks into the kitchen, leaving me and Conor alone. I scoot closer to Conor and put my head on his shoulder. 
   "I should have came with you." He whispers while looking into my eyes. He sighs and runs his fingers through his hair.
   I grab hold of his hands and look into his dark blue eyes. "Listen, this is not your fault, it's those bitches that are just jealous." I lightly laugh trying to make the situation better.
   Conor smirks and pulls me into a hug. I hear a gagging noise from behind and I just smile. I turn around a see Joe frowning. "Gross" he says and sits on the other sofa. "You're just jealous Sugg." I roll my eyes and put the ice pack back on my cheek. I flinch at the cold and Conor gives me a worried look before looking away. As Joe and Caspar start a game of Fifa, Conor and I cuddle and laugh at how frustrated they get. I'm so glad I moved out here.

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