All my love

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Party, party and party

Ever since I met Conor Maynard, it's all my life as pretty much been and quite frankly I've been enjoying it. I was never the one to enjoy clubbing But I am beginning to see why people see the fun it.

There's something about getting drunk with you're friends, dancing around and having a good time that so thrilling and entertaining.

Besides it's good for me to have fun, i get so caught up in my feelings all the time I forget to have the fun a 22 year old should, enjoy life while I'm here.

And clubbing is definitely something to enjoy.

Especially when you're with such a great group of people,who go along the lines of Kelsey, Conor and Anth.all great people.

"Drinks boys" Anth yelled coming over with a tray of gin and tonics for us

"Ayyy" Kelsey yelled picking hers up, we counted to three and downed them in one, the strong drink causing my face to screw up Conor noticed and began to laugh before kissing my temple.

"Fuck that's strong" I say turning to Conor who had an amused look on his face. You could tell he was drunk just by the way he was acting and how he let his body swing around and god he's so cute

the five second eye contact we made felt like hours before I threw myself at him, his lips landing on mine as they moved together, his tongue sliding into the mix as we stumbled around a little bit from such a force from the kiss.

He placed his drink on the table, so his hands could pull my body into his more by my waist "Conor" I say pulling back, I don't want to go back with him just yet and I don't want to do anything with him yet I want to spend time here have much more fun. "Let's dance" I mumble pulling his body with mine to the dance floor where a lot of people where dancing together.

I made sure our body's danced together, in time with each other and with the music playing in the background. It's like everything was perfect and then seconds later everything crumbled from around me. Conor's grip on my body loosened till he was no longer near me, and he faded into the crowed of people.

"Listen here. Bitch" my mind focused away from the loud music, to the girl standing in front of me. The girl who seems to be appearing and even though I've never had a proper conversation with her, she still makes me blood boil, and my anger raise to such a high level that it's probably unhealthy for me

"What?" I question trying to figure out what's going on. Ten seconds ago I was dancing with Conor, and then I get dragged away by his idiotic ex girlfriend who is now calling me a bitch? Mhm okay sounds about right to me.

"You think you're so perfect don't you" she yelled slamming the bathroom door behind her, making my body flinched slightly, but quickly She spoke again "you think just because you're a model you can have it all. But guess what Mia you can't. Conor is mine and you need to stay back. Mine and Conor's relationship was perfect before you came along and ruined everything we ever had. I want you out of my club now" her voice was like a straight ringing noise of annoyance. God I could slap this girl right across her fake little face. But violence is never the answer kids.

Well, not physical violence

"Excuse me" I say placing my hand over my chest as I looked at her in fake shock, I do want to start an argument with her, and I do really really want to annoy the hell out of her. Just to show her how it feels "I don't know who you think you are and who you're talking too but what I do and who I hang around with has nothing to do with you. You literally can't keep yourself away can you. Conor Maynard is not yours, and you're not his. And for a matter of fact he's not mine either so I can't control what Conor does and who he hangs around with" I say folding my arms over my chest. Her glare never leaving as she got ready to give her long speech

"You can control what you do though, like leaving forever. Leaving Conor's life because you're not wanted. You never where. Have you ever thought maybe conor just feels sorry for you? That he's only hanging around you because he thinks you're a no life loner? Because that's what he's told me" she said shrugging as she also folded her arms over her chest.

This bitch is about to get slapped if she keeps coming out with the rubbish she is. I'm not going to stand here and let her control me. I'm going to win this battle. Once and for all

"What is wrong with you? Are you honestly so alone that you need to pick on other people. Like me? You don't even know me. But you still stand here in front of me giving me a mouthful of abuse about the man you think is yours and think you can get away with that? Oh honey you are so wrong. I will stand my ground and I will fight back unlike everyone else, who you control so much that you scare them away so nobody wants to talk to you" I say, trying to keep my voice down low, but also come across as powerful because honestly this chick has messed with the wrong girl.

"Conor Maynard belongs to nobody. And you can tell me how I've Ruined everything because honestly I couldn't care. But what you need to understand is that Conor Maynard does not belong to you. He is his own person. And if coming to me and telling me all this stuff will make you feel better then fine fucking do it. But just know this, Conor doesn't like you, he broke up with you for a reason. And guess what I don't like you either, and either do most of this people in this goddamn club that know you okay. Now I want you to stay away from me, my life and my friends because you are not somebody I want around me. Okay understand? I will leave you're club and I won't come back, not because you're telling me too. But because you make me so disgusted I don't want to see you're face again" I say watching her facial expression changed from confidently cruel to shocked and hurt. And too be honest it felt good to say that.

I left her stood there shocked in the bathroom. Someone needed to tell her and it just so happened to be me that did. Everyone is too scared to stand up to her that they all hide, and let her win. But I am not the type of person to stand for that. If I know somebody is wrong then I will say something. Not everyone has to be right, not even the smartest person in the world. But people do need to know that it's okay to say you're wrong, not fight against it even when you know that the other person is right. It makes you look like a fool and that you actually know nothing.

"Mia where did you go" Conor asked sliding past the drunk body's to get to me. He looked exhausted and his hands were cold, he probably went looking for me outside. This is why this boy is so great.

But I don't want to tell him, he doesn't even need to know. He just needs to know how to stand up to her. And i will show him how to do it.

Without any type of communication I pulled him away from the club and to my apartment. I don't want to control him but being around that snake is so unhealthy for him. And I don't want my friends to be around people like that.

He shut my apartment door carefully, just as I pushed his body into it, my lips pressing against his, in a kiss that got heated in a matter of seconds

Grabbing the sides of his jacket I pulled him over to the couch. His cold hands cupping my cheeks as his jacket fell of his body "Mia, where did you go in the club" he asked pulling back from the kiss for a second.

The look on his face showed that he really needed to know the answer, but if I tell him, he'll feel sorry for me and I honestly don't want him too. this whole situation is just funny to me, because it's so ridiculous finding adults that act like children

"It doesn't matter" I shake my head leaving a quick kiss on his lips "what matters is that I'm back, with you alone" I say making a smile grow onto his face. Probably one of the cutest things I've seen tonight.

I just love, love.

I also love the way conor Maynard's body laid on mine as our legs entwined together ready for a long night ahead of us.