The Boys And I (A Connor Franta Fanfic)

BEFORE READING:

So before I start I just want to say I have never read, or written, an o2l fanfic. I'm basically basing all of this off of videos and tweets and anything I can use as a source lol.

Good luck to me I guess.

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PROLOGUE

"Trev, I love you and all, but I don't want to meet your weird friends," I shook my head. He pouted, jetting out his bottom lip as far as it could go. I'm already stressed out as is, I don't need a bunch of boys coming here and disrupting my studying. Wow, I sound like a major nerd.

"Come on, Nora, they're cool!" He tried to reason, but I shook my head, not taking my eyes off of the Criminology textbook sitting on my lap. "You'd really like them," he told me, sitting next to me, sitting next to me on the couch in our basement. Yes, our basement. I've lived with my cousin Trevor since I was orphaned at age eight.

"Trevor, I have an exam on Friday, and I really need to pass."

He examined my book. "Criminology? What's a test in that like?"

"Hard," I chuckled. "Now if you excuse me-"

"Trevor!" A masculine voice yelled from the top of the steps. "Your mom let us in!" The voice yelled again, having a sort of lispy tone to it.

Suddenly, five boys all tumbled into our basement, all laughing until they looked at me. I quirked an eyebrow at that.

You'd think they'd smile or something.

Two of the boys looked confused, two looked shocked for some reason, and one of them smirked at Trevor, nudging him with his elbow.

"Nice one, Trevor," The boy said with a wink, ans Trevor's face twisted in disgust.

"Ew, Kian, gross! That's my cousin!" Trevor made a dramatic gagging noise as the boy named Kian and a boy with rosy cheeks laughed. The first boy on the furthest left, the one with the brown quiff in his hair's greenish eyes met mine for a second before darting back to Trevor.

"Guys," Trevor said with the disgusted grimace still visible on his face, "this is my cousin, Nora." He introduced me and I gave them a small wave. "Nora, this is Connor," he pointed to the boy with the green eyes, "Jc," he pointed to a boy, slumped over with a relaxed expression, "Sam," he pointed to the boy with the incredibly rosy cheeks, "Ricky," he pointed to a tall boy with really spiky hair, "and Kian." He finished, pointing to the boy who thought I was Trevor's "lady friend."

"Criminology," the boy named Ricky said, looking at my textbook. "Is that your major?" He was the boy who I heard talking first; the one with a lisp.
"Uh, minor," I said, a bit awkwardly. "My major is Psychology."

"Nice," he said, nodding.

"Yeah, thanks. Well, I don't want to bother you guys, so," I looked at all of them. "It was nice meeting you all. If you need me, I'll be upstairs."

As I walked up the stairs, I heard someone say, "She's hot, man," then a few mutters of agreement. I blushed as I reached the top of the stairs.

"Jc, guys, stop! That's my cousin!" Trevor yelled again, and I could just imagine his grimace as he said it.

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Okay well there's the prologue. Not sure how I feel about it lol.

But hey, it's got o2l in it, so it can't be so bad, right?

No, I'm kidding, obviously. It can be pretty bad.