If someone asks we're just friends(Connor Franta fanfic)

Leaving again?

Soo a few weeks have gone by and i remember why i fell in love with Connor.He is caring,sweet,and he''ll do anything to make me smile.He even did a puppet show when i was on heavy medecation so i wouldn't feel the pain.But it was time for us to go home.Our home.This vacation wasn't the best but we can't say we'll forget it...right?But most importantly i could breath again with no fear.I didn't have to turn to see if someoe is watching me,I didn't have nightmares anymore.The only thing i have to do for another couple of weeks is just relax.The flight back was pretty uncomfortable but when i finally laid in our bed it felt right.

-''Come on let's go to the swimming pool,it'll be fun" Connor said

-''You have to help me get dressed you know that righ?t"

-''That's why i said it" he said with a litle wink following it.Every part of my body hurt.I didn't crash the car a lot but when i  chrashed i managed to hurt my leg and my head.How?I don't know.

Connor tried to be really careful but it's not his fault i got really injured and his mom was staying with us and God knows what she tought we were doing when she heard me moaning every five seconds and sentences like ''put your leg here it's easier" or ''wait i'm going for it again"...after probably 15min of this we managed to get in the poll slowly .I put my arms around his neck and he put his hands around my waist so he can lead me.

-''Be careful here we go..am i hurting you?"
-''No,no it's fine"
-''Look,we need to talk" he said i just snapped
-"What's wrong?"
-''I've been offered to go to LA for work"
-"Woe,that's great "
-"Yes,well not so much.They only want me to move there"
-"Oh,so for how long?"
-"It'll be 2-4 years before i can go home again or to fly out someone"
-"2-4 years?"
-"It's not that bad,we can Skype and talk and do everything we used to" he put me on the side of the poll grabbed my hands and looked me straight in the eye."look,all you have to do is tell me to stay or go.It doesn/t matter to me if i have to see you cry when i leave or hear you cry every time Tell me to stay and i will.Tell me to go and i'll pack my bags"
-"How can i tell you to stay?This was always your dream"
-"It doesn't matter"
-"I need more time.I can't tell you that right away"
-"OK,Ricky called me we're going to a football match so you have the time to think,ok?"
-"Fine"

He got out of the pool and gave me clothes so i could sit thee with my legs in the water.As soon as I heard him leave i started to cry.I can't be that selfish and tell him to stay,and on the other hand I can't lose him.I was at the side of he pool for hours even my hair dried.I felt someone hugging me and i thought it was Connor-it was his mom.

-"Sweetie,you know he'll stay if you just tell him"
-"I can't be that selfish"
-"In order for you to be happy you have to be selfish+
-"Yes,but what if I keep him from becoming something in life,if he stays here he'll just hate me because of it "
-"I know my son,he'll never be able to hate you.Believe me."
I saw Connor's shadow in the water.He probably heard everything.He didn't have the strainght to come to me.It's too much right now.I feel like i'm torn between life and death.I just hear his voice over and over again "Tell me to stay and i will stay"

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