Connor Murphy Imagines

Connor Murphy x Reader: Big Mistake

"How could you!?" You slammed the door, your heart pounding. Connor saw you, standing up. "Please Y/N, just let me explain." "I'd love to hear your excuse for cheating on me." You spat, crossing your arms. "We were both drunk at the party last night, and then she came on to me! I tried to push her off, it was an accident!-"

"That's your excuse?" You scoffed, your soon to be ex-boyfriend sighing in response. "It doesn't excuse what happened, but I didn't mean to hurt you-" "How do you accidentally fuck my best friend!?" "I don't know! Okay?" It went silent for a bit, tensions high.  "I know you're angry with me, but-" "Angry?" You narrowed your gaze. "Angry doesn't even begin to cover it."

"I know it doesn't. What happened was a mistake, but you know I love you, right?" He took both of your hands in his, and he gave you a pleading look that had saved him in a lot of stupid little spats over the tv remote, but it wouldn't get him out of this scot-free. You pulled your hands away. Never again, would he fool you with those eyes.

"You don't love me." You hissed. "Yes I do, why won't you believe me?" "Because goddammit, you not only cheated on me, but with my best friend no less!" "Yes, we've established this, but she came onto me! Not the other way around! I'm sorry, Y/N!" You weren't sure if you would slap him or cry at this point, but you knew it would be one of the two.

"So you don't take any blame for this?" You hissed, wanting to know if he actually felt bad, or if he just wanted to prove you wrong. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Yes. I take blame for it, alright?" He spat. You shook your head, letting out a curt laugh. "You lying bastard." The thick silence returned.

"You don't love me. You never did." Connor's heart broke. "I've always loved you, I made a mistake and I just-" Neither of you were sure what was going to happen next. "Please, don't leave." His voice suddenly became weak, and you felt your heart break a little bit. But your tough exterior remained.

"If you left, I wouldn't know what to do without you." You were about to say you forgave him when two and two clicked in your head. "Oh my God." Your voice was barely a whisper, your eyes going wide. "What?" Looking up at him, you noticed how close you were. You pushed him away, knowing exactly why he cheated on you.

"Freshman year, you told me you had a crush on her. But she had a boyfriend, and she broke up with him last year." Connor looked at you, confused as to why you were bringing this up. "Yeah. And?" You finally looked up at him, feeling tears beginning to prick your eyes. "You fucking used me!" You screamed, balling your fists. "What the hell are you talking about!?"

Another curt laugh escaped your mouth as you shook your head. "You wanted her from the beginning, and you used me to get to her." Connor was taken back, and now it was his turn to laugh. "You're fucking crazy." You began to see red. "No, you're the one who's fucking psychotic!" You turned away, feeling your shoulders begin to shake.

"Y/N-" He reached for your shoulder, his voice laced with concern. "No-" Turning to face him, your face was red and blotchy with tears, and your breathing became labored. "You know what, you don't get a chance to make this up to me." Sobs began to fill the room, and Connor felt his heart fall to this feet. "Please-" He felt himself choke up.

You were the only thing that was good in his life. Without you, he was just the family fuck up. "I'm sorry." You turned away, grabbing your coat and walking out the door. Connor just stood there, and his heart smashed into pieces. Almost as if you were there, he whispered, "Please." His sobs began to fill the room, and soon he was a mess on the floor.

You never see anyone ruin they're own life.

Well, he just did. 

"No." A voice said in his head as he stood up. He ran to the kitchen to get his car keys, and a feeling of determination appeared in him. Throwing open the door, he went to his car, and began his journey to win you back. The rain poured outside, his gaze fixed on the road ahead of him. He was at a stoplight when his phone rang, seeing that it was your twin brother, Jared.

"What do you want-" "What the fuck have you done!?" He screamed on the other side of the conversation. He was looking up to check if the light had changed, when a sudden impact from the side threw him across the car, even with his seatbelt on. "Connor?" Jared asked, his voice slowly becoming concerned. "Connor!" He shouted.

But Connor couldn't hear him.