Life behind the fame; A Conor Maynard fanfiction

Chapter 17

Alaska's P.O.V

"Why the fuck didn't you tell me then?!"

I shut my laptop just to look over at Georgia and Callie, them both now being sat opposite me on the sofa.

Georgia sigh, shaking her head.

"Because Joe told me not to, he doesn't want it to leak and you should understand that"

Rolling my eyes do I cross my arms over my chest. I knew I shouldn't be angry yet I felt betrayed and knowing the thought about us drifting apart recently made this argument more meaningful.

"But you told Callie, like it doesn't make sense to me just telling one of your so called best friends!"

I was really annoyed, the way I'd found out about this might've been forgotten by now but I still needed the answers to why the hell my friends had completely shut me out from this.

"Do you think she had a choice, You decided to completely cut us out from your life. Like you need to understand that you fucking miss stuff if you aren't around like you used to be!"

"Callie"

Georgia place her hand on Callie's thigh trying to calm her down.

"I cut you out?! Bullshit, have you completely forgot why we started all of this!?"

I watch my phone ring beside me, Conor's name clear on the screen. It was hard to ignore it and let it vibrate I must admit yet that would mean I quite literally lose this argument straight away and that's nothing I'm gonna let happening.

"Al please don't......"

"No Geo, let her go home to her Conor, let her be his bitch because that's what she wanted all along!"

To think that this mess started just because I felt the need to prove my friends wrong about the fact that I'd never end up in bed with Conor made me feel sick. Our friendship had literally been ruined by a simple bet.

"First off I'm his friend, secondly stop referring to him as mine, he is his own person"

I take a deep breath, irretaded over the fact that they never seemed to understand mine and Conor's relation to one another.

"How come he's so much more important than us then?!"

Care to come over tonight, have something I want to show you xxx

I read the text briefly, trying not to get too distracted by it as I needed all my focus to be on this discussion right now.

"If you'd ever been important to someone Cal, then you'd understand why but you clearly isn't someone to listen to others, are you?"

Georgia has gone completely quiet by now, instead it was me and Callie continuing to mock about the immature topic that now had escalated massively.

"I don't get it, how you can't realise that he uses you to please himself, a selfish motherfucker is what he is!"

Letting out a deep sigh do I shake my head, she didn't understand and I don't think she'll ever do to be honest.

"To call someone who's the least self-obsessed person I've ever met selfish is taking it a bit too far Cal. It's not my fault Conor doesn't have anyone else that feel kind enough to actually listen to him!"

I instantly regret going this far, sharing Conor's mental illnesses with my friends had never been my intentions at any moment and now I'd bolted it out to my own advantage in this argument.

"It's scary how you've gotten so blind, since when did you care about boys and their feelings, since when did you put it in front of us!"

Georgia shakes her head, tears evident in her eyes as she avoids my eye contact. I know she feels guilty, that she feels as if it's her fault all of this shit started yet to be fair I've only got myself to blame for this mess.