Growing Up With Him- Conor Maynard Fan Fic

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After the police leave I get a call from Caspar.
"Ello Casp." I say.
"Ello. Wanna come film brain freeze?" He asks.
"Ugghh am I gonna regret this?" I ask.
"Probably." He says.
"Fine. Can Conor come?" I ask.
"Yeah. Be here in an hour?" He asks.
"Yup." I say.
"Great. Thanks sam." He says.
"Okay." I say. I hang up.
"Who was that?" Conor asks.
"Caspar. We're heading to his todo the brain freeze challenge." I say.
"Love, no. Your gonna freeze to death. Trust me. It's fucking cold in there when I did it with Jack. " Conor says. I start walking upstairs.
"I'll be fine babe." I say. I go get my black bikini and out it on under my leggings and sweatshirt.
Conor and I head down to Caspar's.
Caspar starts to set up everything.
"Sam, you can still back out now." Conor says.
"No. I promised Caspar." I say.
"Let her do it mate. She'll be fine." Caspar shoots a glare at Conor. My over protective boyfriend still thinks it's a bad idea.
"Ready?" Caspar asks.
"No." Conor says. He wraps his protective arms around me, not allowing me to go into the water. Caspar pours 3 bags of ice and about a gallon of water into the tub. It just looks freezing.
"Conor, I'll be fine." I say to him.
"No." The over protective boyfriend says.
"Conor, stop being a pussy and let your girlfriend go into the water." Caspar says. I loosen out of his grip and slip off my clothes into my bathing suit.
"Your not wearing that." Conor says.
"Why? You don't want the whole world to see your girl in a bikini?" Caspar says, earning a glare from Conor.
"I'm not changing." I say.
"Okay. Ready sam?" Caspar asks. I look at the water.
"Yup." I say.
Caspar intros the video.
After, I jump into the fucking freezing cold water.
"Fuck! Start assskking th- the fffucking qqquestions!" I say loudly.
"Okay." Caspar asks questions. Apparently I'm not smart, at all. I've been in here for a half hour.
"Cassspar!! Mmakkke theeeee quuuessstionns easier!!" I yell at him.
"Caspar come on! She's freezing!" Conor shoots at Caspar.
"Okay. Who's the best South African?" Caspar asks.
"Notttt Cassspar Lee." I say shivering.
"Wrong. Okay, who's your Samantha Marie's boyfriend?" Caspar asks.
"Conor Paul Maynard." I say. Conor grabs me out the bath and wraps a towel around me.
"I cccannttt acctually feffeel mmyy leggss." My teeth chatter. Caspar wraps up the video.
"I'm never filming with you again." I say.
"Awww." Caspar acts upset. I was joking though. It's not his fault.
"I can't believe you Caspar." Conor glares at the South African.
"Conor. It's not his fault. It's not his fault I'm an idiot." I say.
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Conor and I head home after hanging with Caspar. I hop into a hot shower. My legs are so numb. I use the wall for support. I end up slipping in the shower and falling. I hear running up the stairs and knocks on the door.
"Baby? You okay?" Conor asks.
"Yeah. The shampoo just fell." I say.
"Okay." He says. I get up and continue to shower. I dry my hair and out on sweat pants and one of Conor's gray hoodies.
"My legs hurt." I say.
"Caspar's an ass." Conor says. We get into bed and turn off the lights.
"It's not his fault. I agreed todo it." I respond.
"I know. I told you that it was terrible, love." Conor says wrapping his arms around me.
"I know. I love you. Goodnight." I say.
"I love you to. Good night." He says.