--One Week Later--
"Happy Birthday!"
I jerked up and yet out a yelp. I let out a deep breath and rubbed my eyes.
"What the fuck guys?" I say groggily.
"Happy Birthday babe," Connor says before pecking my cheek.
"It's my birthday?" I said, utterly confused.
"Yeah." Sam said. Sam, Andrea, and Jenn slept over for the night because according to them, why not? But I guess this is the actual reason why.
I looked at my phone. July 14th. Fuck, it's my birthday. How could I forget that?
"Babe, we have a surprise for you downstairs." Connor said, smirking.
"Oh ok, where's Klare?"
"She passed out." Jc said, chuckling.
"What!?" I yelled.
"She passed our from fangirling, relax." Andrea said.
"Oooohh!!!" I yelled, jumping up and running to the bathroom.
"I'll be out in a few!" I yelled.
I jumped into my shower and washed my hair. When I finished, I ran out the bathroom and into the closet to find an outfit. I bumped into Connor, literally.
"You look sexy with your hair like that, you know?" Connor said, biting his lip.
"Wrapped into that tiny towel," he mumbled.
He walked up to me and pulled the towel down.
"You're so fucking beautiful, and sexy," he said, running his hands up and down my curves.
He brought his lips to my ear and whispered, "I'd fuck you right now if I didn't have plans for you tonight." My knees buckled and he caught me and chuckled as he pulled me back up.
"Hurry up babe, we have guests." He said, walking out of the room. I let out a big sigh and put on Andrea Russett's Flawd Clothing Play Nice Bitch Crop Top and black high waisted shorts. I then put on a Bye Bitch beanie (also from Flawd Clothing) on my dry but damp wavy hair. I then put on my white vans and skipped down the stairs. When I went around to the kitchen, I screamed. JOEY GRACEFFA, TROYE FUCKING SIVAN, SHANE DAWSON, ZO-FUCKING-ELLA, GRACE HELBEIG, AND ALFIE DEYES ARE IN MY FUCKING LIVING ROOM FOR MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY!
"OH MY FUCKING GOD I FUCKING LOVE YOU GUYS!!" I scream, yelling up to Troye first.
II give him a great bear hug, and he stumbles back.
"Well we were in America, so we decideed to come for your birthday," Alfie said. Oh My God, his accent is like heaven in person.
"Why thank you," Alfie said.
"Shit, did I say that out loud?" I said, my cheeks turning into a crimson red.
"Yes you did," Zoe said, giggling.
"Oh my God, this is a fucking dream come true!" I yelled.
"There is no way this could get any better!"
"We'll see about that tonight." Connor whispered in my ear as he wrapped his arms around me from behind.
I felt the heat flush to my cheeks, again.
"I like your outfit," Andrea said before winking.
"Haha, thanks, my totally awesome best friend designed it," I said, winking back.
"Ok let's film that collab shall we?" Shane said.
"We're filming a collab?" I asked, really excited.
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I Love Him, Not You...(A Connor Franta Fanfic)
FanfictionA girl is saved by the one and only Connor Franta from her horrendous boyfriend. THey become bestfriends, but will they become more?