Just another same old story - Connor Franta Fanfic

Chapter 3

Ellen's P.O.V

'So, where are you going to kidnap me?', I asked Connor, raising an eyebrow as I finally got out of the building, following him down the street. He surprised me today at work. I had to take another shift during the afternoon and near the end of it he just rushed inside Taco Bell. Probably as surprised as me to see each other again. Two weeks have passed since the incident, so that's about that. As he was about to order his food he instead asked me to hang out sometime again, since I didn't know what else to say I just agreed. My shift ended shortly after that conversation so he wanted to change the 'sometime' to 'today'. I hadn't had anything else planned so I willingly said yes to him.

He turned on his heels, now walking backwards, giving me a crocked smile as he answered me 'First to yours so you can change out of this clothes and we will see what comes afterwards'. He winked and grabbed my hand, turning around again, pulling me behind him as we walked over to his car. I got slightly nervous. I seriously don't want him to drive in this neighbourhood. That definitely wouldn't end well. I already could imagine his car being stolen as we drive inside my street. Nope, no good idea.

'So, where do you live?', he asked me, after we made it to his car and placed ourselves inside of it. 'Um... just a few blocks away from here', I lied to him, giving him the address of my brother's apartment. I know for sure that he wouldn't be home right now, probably searching for another victim for his flings. He allowed me to store some of my stuff at his, if I ever happen to miss my bus at night and didn't know where else to go. Causing me to sleep at his a lot.

'Hey, that's not even that far away from my home either!', Connor grinned widely at me. I just looked at him, staying silent, not knowing what to do with this sudden information.

Luckily we got there in no time so the car drive wasn't that awkward. I hopped out of the car and made my way to the front door of the building, pushing it open, not waiting for Connor. From the footsteps I heard I knew that he was right behind me so there was not really a need for that. I quickly walked the two stairs, stopping right in front of the door which would lead me into my brothers apartment. As I realized I hadn't had the extra key with me, I once got from him.

I sighted and slowly pushed against the door, hoping he might have left it open. To my surprise he did. Maybe my brother was still at home. I glared over my shoulder, where Connor stood, staring at me with this all-too-common confused expression of his. Probably thinking why the hell my door was already open. I shook my head, for nobody but me to notice and entered the apartment, throwing my shoes off my feet.

'Make yourself at home' I told Connor, smiling, leaving him in the living room, walking to the bedroom of my brother. I slowly opened the door, popping my head through the small gap. I was right, my brother was still here, being fast asleep in his bed. But my breath stopped as I realized he was not alone. There was another guy lying beside him, snuggled into his chest. I cursed whispering to myself. Well... I definitely should get out of here soon! I rushed over to his wardrobe and opened it, taking a pair of black skinny jeans and a simple greying V-Neck.

I headed back out of the room, going back inside the living room where Connor placed himself on the couch, playing with his phone. He hasn't realized my arrival which I happily approved with taking off my Taco Bell uniform, letting it fall randomly on the ground, before it put my other clothes on. My brother wouldn't have a problem with it laying there. He's messy himself, it probably wouldn't even catch his eye. 'You ready?', I asked him, putting my black Chucks back on. He looked up and nodded, standing up and shoving his phone back in his pocket.

Connor's P.O.V

As we walked back to my car I tried my hardest not to look at her, hoping to avoid the thoughts on what just happened in her apartment a few minutes ago. She probably thought I haven't noticed it when she was changing her clothes but damn did I. I was still on my phone, randomly checking my Twitter feed but it got harder the more layers of clothing she put off. I couldn't resist it anymore as she was standing there, here pale skin only covered by her underwear. She was wearing a simple black bra, having little parts of lace sewed into it and a matching slip, perfectly laying on her curves that aren't very noticeable underneath her usual Taco Bell uniform. She had a tattoo covering one of her shoulders and all the way down her back. It had a lot of colours but I wasn't able to make out what it showed. I mentally slapped myself as I thought, that I actually wouldn't mind seeing this more often in the future.