The Youngest Chapman (COMPLETED)

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The next morning, I wake up on my bare stomach with the warm spot next it me empty. I look around to find Conor going through his bags, looking for clothes to wear. I smile at him as I sit up, holding the sheets to my chest.

"Well good morning handsome." He turns to look at me when he hears my voice. He see him smile at me before grabbing the clothes he picked out and coming over to give me my good morning kiss.

"Morning beautiful." I will never not smile whenever he calls me beautiful. As he changes into his clothes for today, I walk over to my bags and grab a pair of my ripped black skinny jeans and reach into Conor's bag to steal one of his white and blue striped baseball shirts. I put them on over top of my black lace bra and thong set. I pair the outfit with some plain black ankle socks along with my black and white converse shoes. I decide to not wear any makeup and not do anything to me hair except brush out the tangles from last night. I turn to see Conor standing there, waiting on me to go downstairs for breakfast and I smile at him lovingly. I notice he's wearing all black today minus his white shoes. He's got on one of his plain black shirts and his black skinny jeans with ripped knees. Not gonna lie but his arms always look amazing in a black shirt. We walk downstairs to the kitchen together hand-in-hand like a overly cute couple. Jack smirks at us the minute he sees us.

"Hey Conor, is your bed broken? Cause there was a lot of noise coming out of your room," He asks his older brother, making Conor and I go wide eyed for a moment. Helen turns to us from the stove, where she was cooking breakfast.

"Were you tossing and turning all night? Cause I could hear your bed was shifting. Maybe I should have your dad look at it to see if something's loose," She suggests, making Conor have a mini freak out.

"NO! No, I'll fix it." Jack and I snort back a laugh at Conor's rushed response. Helen looks at us with a confused expression but shakes her head at us, waving us off. Just then Gary, the Maynard boys' dad comes into the kitchen and waves Conor to come upstairs with him.

"If I don't look at it your mum will worry," He tells his secretly worried son. Conor reluctantly follows his dad upstairs to his room, leaving me on the kitchen with Helen and Jack. Anna comes by the kitchen and grabs my arm, pulling me up to her room.

"I'm having a crisis and I need another girl's opinion." I silently agree to help her as we walk into her very girly room.

"So what is this crisis?" I ask her. She looks out into the hallway before closing her bedroom door and turning to me.

"I have my very first date with a hot guy and my brothers can't know about it. I'm freaking out because I don't know what to wear or how to do my hair and makeup. I need something really cute but that looks effortless and could pass as something for a girl's night so my brothers don't get suspicious." I smile as Anna rambles on before holding my hand up.

"You're like my sister, Anna. Don't worry, okay? I got your back."

"Promise you won't tell Conor?"

"Promise." With that, we smile at each other before getting to work on finding the absolute perfect outfit for her date.

Conor's POV

When my dad and I get upstairs, he starts to give me a fatherly chat.

"Conor, I know you and Kat are together now but next time you have sex in this house make sure the bed doesn't make such a racket and make your mum think there's an earthquake in your room." We enter my room and he sees the messed up bed sheets and clothes thrown about the room, making me feel embarrassed.