Growing Up With Him- Conor Maynard Fan Fic

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Time goes by fast. It's 6th period which is science. But there is one person I haven't mentioned yet. And his name is Jacob. Jacob Smith. Aka my hell. Jacob's lively hood is making me want to kill myself. Everyday, he calls me a bitch, whore, Slut, Attention seeker, Fat, ugly, useless. You know. His list goes on and on. Everyone knows about it. Now, jacob hates me because of one thing. Back in elementary school, I told the teacher that he tripped me down the stairs. He got suspended. But the first reason is, first grade. He holds this grudge till this day. At recess, Jacob wet his pants. Tanya and I laughed to ourselves not wanting to hurt his feelings. But he found out and has hated just me ever since. That's Jacob for you. Conor is so over protective over me. Whenever a guy flirts with me, he steps in front of me and tells him to back off which is so fricken adorable! Back to class now. Jacob decided to sit right next to me. I tried to move but the teacher yelled at me. I hate getting yelled at. I have never yelled at a person cause I would feel to bad to. I get so much anxiety when I get yelled at or called out on something. Jacob kicked my shin really hard. But I don't retaliate. Cause that's what bullies want. The whole hour he tells me bad things about me. Pointing out every flaw which obviously makes me really upset and depressed. After school, all us meet at the park cause that's what we do. A couple fans show up and we take pictures and they leave. Conor noticed that I'm limping a little. I felt something wet where he kicked me. Please don't be blood. I bruise easily and bleed when I do.
"Sam are you feeling alright?" He asks. I sit on a swing.
"Yeah yeah I'm fine." I say.
"What's happened. You look like your in pain." Zoe says. I hate when people care for me. Then I just have to tell them what I'm upset about. I like helping people more than people helping me. I put others in front of me.
"Promise." I say. Conor looks at me. He doesn't believe it. He kneels down and rolls up my leggings. There is blood all down my shin.
"Oh my gods! What happened?" Caspar asks. (Listen, I know Caspar and josh are from South Africa. Let's just say they moved here when they were younger).
I sigh.
"I swear if he's touched you." Conor says. I look down.
"What has he done?" Conor asks.
"Well, he kicked me super hard in the shin." I say. I roll down my leggings.
"This really sucks cause that's your football (soccer) leg!" Joe tried and lightens up the mood. I laugh a little.
"Gods I fucking hate him." Conor says.
"Just please let it go. I don't want it being a big deal." I say. Conor shakes his head.
"Oh I forgot. Sam we have to go film." Conor says.
"Oh that's right!" I say standing up. I stumble a little bit Conor catches me.
"Let me help you back to mine." Conor says putting my arm around his back and his arm about mine.
"We will catch you guys later?" I ask.
"Yeah, everyone meet at mine at 7."Zoe says. We all agree.
"You staying here bro or coming with?" Conor asks jack.
"I've got homework so with you." Jack says. We all head back to The Maynard residence. We go into Conor's room. We set up all the equipment. Jack is going to record for us.
"Okay what song?" Conor asks.
"My channel let's do Too Good by Drake Ft Rihanna?" I ask.
"Awesome let do it." Conor says. We warm up and record. We edit mine and then figure out a song for his.
"Okay what for you?" I ask.
"Let Me Love You by Justin Bieber?" He asks.
"I love that song." I say. We warm up and do his. As we sing,
"Don't you give up nah nah nah. I won't give up nah nah nah let me love you let me love you. " we sing.
Last verse.
"Samantha let me love you. Will you be my girlfriend. I love you so much and can't hold it in any longer." He says. Tears brim my eyes. Jack whips his vlogging camera out.
"Yes Conor! I love you to." I say. He picks me up into a hug and spins me around.
"I've wanted to say that for 17 years." He says. I laugh and cry. I dry my tears and we edit his video.
"Are we keeping that in?" I ask.
"Yup." Jack says.
"Wait, you two were in on this?" I ask.
"Yup!" They both say in unison.