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Tour • Conor

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Conor's POV

"It's all confirmed!" My manager clapped his hands together. "We're on tour for the rest of the year!"

I automatically smiled but I can't help but feel sad. I'll have to tell Y/n I'm on a world tour for 7 months which she probably can't attend. It'll break her. But it has to be done. Finally releasing my new album and hitting number one in a few days has to be my biggest achievement yet. I can't turn down this.

"That's great!" I whoop, closing my laptop. Just ask him!

"I'll see you tomorrow then yea-"

"Wait!" I stand from my seat, sighing afterwards. "Er...can erm...-"

"Yes Conor" He smiled. "Y/n can come"

My body lifts with excitement. Fuck yes!!
Now I just need to tell her....

Y/n POV

I sit on the sofa, biting my nails. Knowing Conor would get the yes or no for his tour today, I can't help but be nervous. Of course I don't want to invade but I really want to join them. No way can I leave Conor for a whole seven months! I can't even last a few weeks...

Sighing, I get up and grab a freezing bottle of water out the fridge, hoping it will calm my nerves.
I feel the chill run down my esophagus and my head makes an involuntary shake. A numbness creeps into my brain the way it did when I ate too much ice cream on the weekends away with Conor.
I shiver and sit the bottle down on the counter, squinting to overcome the sudden brain freeze. Ouch...

"Hey baby" Conor walks into the flat, his sudden appearance making me jump with fear and laugh afterwards.

"Hi" I smile as he throws his bags on the floor, traipsing over and engulfing me into a hug. My body felt safe and warm wrapped in his strong arms, his head buried onto my shoulder.

Conor snuggled in, "I love you" and gently kissed my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

"I love you too" I grin, his heart beating a billion miles per hour beneath my face which smushed up against his chest.

"Its been confirmed"

"It has!" I pull out his chest and smile up at him, excited butterflies filling my stomach. "Are you going?"

He nods, "Yep" and I squeal excitedly, pressing my lips against his. "And guess what?" He adds, cupping my face in his warm hands.

"What?" I frown and he smirks cheekily. What is he up to...?

"Your coming too!"

I freeze and my mouth slowly gawped open. Omg omg omg omg omg.

"Really!?" I squeal finally, jumping up and down with happiness and Conor laughs at me.

"Yeah" He smiles and spins me around the kitchen. I scream and roll my head back with laughter, my legs lifted off the floor.

"Conor stop! I feel sick!" I yell, giggling inbetween.

"Fine" Conor laughs, putting me back onto the floor and I dramatically gasp for air.

"Thank god!" I breathe. "I hate spinning"

Conor laughs and pulls me back into a hug, the smell of his cologne filling my lungs once again. "I'm excited"

"Me too" I smile. "You've worked so hard for this"

"How will the fans react?!" He grins, his nose scrunching up a little. So fucking cute.

"They'll be so excited!"

"I can't fucking wait"