Through thick and thin; A Conor Maynard fanfiction

Eleven

Jess's P.O.V

"Conor trust me, it's going to be okay, look at me baby"

Conor's eyes shoot up but it doesn't take more than a few seconds until he go back to looking down at his lap, tears slowly streaming down his face.

"It's two fucking months Jess, singing is my life, it's all I do and what about the shows that's been planned, everything's just fucked up"

I stroke his thigh, feeling drops of his tears landing on the back of my hand. The outcome wasn't really what we'd hoped on, Conor apearantly had pneumonia, the doctor insisted on him taking at least two months break from singing to spare his voice and lungs from too much distress.

"I'm sorry for you gorgeous, I really am but remember to stay positive, it could've been worse"

Conor avoid my eye contact and look out through the window instead, I take his hand in mine before driving out from the car park to our local pharmacy.

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"Come on baby, I'm sure Caspar and Merissa are worried about you and Nelle would love you to come"

I look over at Conor with puppy dog eyes, trying to persuade him to come with me up to Caspar and Merissa's to pick Leonelle up. Conor was one of those people who easily got depressed, he'd been that way through out his whole life, I was the same to be honest, I guess that if you've once been you'll easily fall back into it even though the thing could seem small to the people around you.

"The time won't go faster by you just sitting and procrastinating about it, you'll have to make the best out of this situation and you can always write some songs"

Conor sigh but decide to follow me out of the car, keeping his eyes on the ground. I take his hand in mine and intertwine our fingers. I needed to be strong for him, I couldn't let this minor setback affect what we are.

"Mummy, daddy!"

Leonelle run over to us as we enter the hallway and I'm fast to bend down to pick her up before she jump on Conor. 

"Hello honey, can I have a kiss?"

I pout with my lips and it doesn't take long before Leonelle attach hers to mine.

"Hi princess"

Conor tiredly rub his daughter's arm before pulling his hand through his messy hair.

"How are you buddy?"

Caspar look over at him concerned and Conor just sigh, shaking his head.

"Pneumonia and two months off of singing, you can just guess how I'm feeling at the moment"

I look over at him surprised, not used to him acting that stroppy.

"Conor, please he just cares about you, don't sound so rude"

I can tell he's rolling his eyes before looking over at Caspar bidding him a quiet apology. Caspar just smiling, not letting Conor's bad manners get to him.

"Just give me a call if you need anything Jess, me and Merissa are happy to help with Nelle anytime"

I give Caspar a hug with Leonelle still on my hip before we leave, Conor following me out to the car.

Conor's quiet the whole twenty minutes it takes to get home and I don't even bother trying to have a conversation with him when he's in this mood, I know it will just escalate into something worse.

"Home sweet home"

I take off Leonelle's jacket and hang it up on her hook before letting her run over to her room to play.