Just another same old story - Connor Franta Fanfic

Chapter 2

Still Connor's P.O.V

I got home a little later, already hearing the screams of the boys as I turned into our street. 'Well, this is going to be fun', I said to myself and just then I saw a half naked Jc standing in our driveway, making it impossible for me to park my car properly. 'Jc!', I screamed annoyed at him and hit the horn, causing him to swung around in surprise. A grin spread over his face as he saw me, leaning my head outside the car shooting him a glare.

'Connor, you're back!', he screamed excited and waved his arms over his head, accidentally squeezing the bottle he held in both of them. Causing mustard to drip all over him. A expression of disgust was formed in his face as he realised what just happened. 'Shit!', he yelled, trying to wipe the sauce off of him. I guess him and Kian got into another of their infamous fights. 'Can you please just step aside', I asked him kindly but he shook his head at me, still rubbing the mustard of his skin. 'Kian is in the garage. If I were you, I wouldn't go in there now', he explained to me, his grin growing bigger.

From the noises that were coming from the inside he must be right. I seriously don't want to know what Kian was doing there. I shrugged my shoulders and closed the window before turning the motor off and stepping out of my car, locking it behind me. 'As long as your actions don't include my car...!', I warned Jc before I went inside the house.

Where I was greeted by a hyperactive Ricky, who was running around with his vlogging camera in his hand, probably filming the spectacle that happened between our two roommates. 'Hey look who's back', he suddenly stopped in his movement and pointed the camera at me. 'How was your date?', he asked me, laughing slightly. 'Good, I guess...', I replied to him and was about to go upstairs into my room as he followed me, bombarding me with questions.

'Why do you guess?'

'Was it that bad?'

'Was she that bad?'

'Were you that bad?'

'Did you blame yourself in front of her?'

'Is that the reason why you're already home?'

'Now tell me!'

'Talk to me... I want to know!', he begged, screaming at me, still holding the camera up as took one stair to much and tripped over his own feet, landing on the ground. 'That's what you get!', I laughed at him and ran into my room, closing the door behind me before I ripped my shirt and shoes off and jumped onto my bed. Now that feels nice. But sadly Ricky wouldn't be Ricky if a little fall would stop him from getting his informations.

Before I was even able to turn my MacBook on, he already rushed through my door, jumping on the bed next to me. Well, at least he turned the camera off. 'Now tell me', he begged like a little child who wants to visit Disneyworld. 'Okay fine', I gave in, groaning. 'Now place yourself, my little child, and listen', I grinned as he sat up closer to me.

'What do you mean?', he stood up, screaming into my face, after I finished telling him a little bit about Ellen. 'You did spent like the whole day with this girl and then you don't even ask her for her number? Really? Con Da Bon, I am disappointed!', he shook his head, underlining his sentence with his gesture. 'She rushed outside the building as if she was stung by an adder. I didn't even got the change to say bye to her properly!', I answered him, trying to defend myself as I stood up from my bed and got one of the Arizona cans I stored in my room, throwing another one at Ricky. Knowing he also couldn't resist one of them now.

He thankfully opened it and took a sip before continuing to stare at me, 'Did you at least tell her about YouTube or anything internet related so she can find you through this?', he asked me now. I shook my head, muttering a 'No' at him as I placed myself back on my bed and opened the can to also drink a little from it. 'Oh my god, Connor! What did you even speak with her!?', he screamed at me again, waving his arms over his head. I was surprised he didn't spill anything from the Arizona that he was still holding in his hand. But his gesture reminded me somewhat of a monkey. I had to bite my lip to save me from bursting out laughing as I heard footsteps storming towards us.

I was afraid it was Kian and Jc who decided to continue their fight now indoors but luckily it was only Kian who now let his head pop through my door, having a confused expression on his face while the leftovers of an egg dripped from his hair down his face. 'Everything alright in here? Sounded like Ricky wanted to kill somebody', he asked, looking at the two of us. 'You're right with the second thing', Ricky said, turning towards the younger one, 'Connor spent like the whole day with this one girl and didn't even got her number and stuff', he explained to him.

'Oh Connor...', the black haired said, 'What did you do to fail this bad?', he looked at me, seeming to be very interested in my answer. 'Nothing. We just chatted and then she realized she had to catch her bus. It's not like I'd have seen her again anyway...', I shrugged of, completely lying about the last thing. I actually wouldn't mind meeting her again but if I told the boys I they are not going to leave me alone with it.

'But anyway...', I tried to change the topic, 'did you and Jc settle your fight our do I have to worry for bad things to happen during the night?', I asked him. He laughed and shook his head, 'Yeah... well at least now is everything fine but who knows if it won't start over again while we're cleaning the mess up', he grinned and let his head disappear, closing the door with it. I really do hope they have themselves under control this time. The last time they did it the fight went on the entire night.

Meanwhile on the other side of the city...

Ellen's P.O.V

After about two hours I finally arrived at my home. Looking back at it now it actually was a pretty bad idea of me to even go home. I only have like ten minutes to calm down a little bit and afterwards I already have to go outside again, trying to catch my bus so I wouldn't miss my shift. The bus stop was half an hour away from my silky apartment and the bus lines only drive through this neighbourhood every two hours. It was bad for the people who lived here, since most of them don't really have the money to buy their own car or like me don't have a license to drive but if I were a bus driver I also wouldn't want to drive through here, risking my life.

I sighted as some dust from the ceiling hit me on the head. This was my sign to go, I grabbed my bag and stood up from the table I once placed in front of my little kitchen unit. I rather wait a few more minutes in the dark as having to listen to the hooker above me and one of her john's. She left two floors above me but these walls in this building aren't very thick so I basically can hear everything people do, no matter how far away they live from me.

Maybe it was time to finally move into a better place again. I thought about this a lot lately. I now earn a lot more money but I am still too proud of this little flat, that I can call my own, since I moved in here right after we got here, that I just can't it over my heart to leave this place. And the people around me keep me reminded of how my life got better over the years and that I will never want to end up like them again. Living in another part of the city may change my perspective again, same as it did in San Antonio...

I shook my head, trying to get rid of the memory lane that suddenly approached me. A last look around, I grabbed my keys and went off. This time I walked a little slower, enjoying the night as I put my headphones in and searched for my favourite song to play. As I arrived at the stop the bus just arrived in time and let me get in it. I somehow had a feeling that this night wasn't going to be that bad.

Well.. depending of your own point of view. As I arrived at Taco Bell I immediately turned the volume of the music player full on and put Fall Out Boy's first record From Under the Cork Tree in. A little nostalgia never killed nobody. There was only one customer sitting inside and I believe he was deaf so I didn't care.

I was singing along the tunes while I was cleaning up the mess behind the counter as Dance, Dance came on and I couldn't control myself. Not even a second later I already brought out my weirdest dance moves. I was so focused in my little performance that I didn't hear the doors open and close and two boys laughing. Well... that was awkward...

Little Cliffhanger but I don't care. I still have to work on three presentations for next week. They are like final exams but as a presentation. Yeah my school is weird, our teachers just don't want to teach us anymore stuff so now we have to do it o.o

anyway... hoped you liked it. Don't know when the next update is gonna be.