A Link to Love (A Connor Franta Fanfiction)

Chapter 4

The wait is agonizing. I am counting down the days until I leave for Vidcon. I can't thank Trevor enough. I hate being indebted to my 14 year old cousin. What will I even do at the convention? I won't exactly have any friends to hang out with...

The terminal of the airport is freezing. Our flight has been delayed due to thunderstorms. Just my luck. I look out the giant windows that stretch across the whole left side of the building and watch the rain pour, taunting me. I fidget in my chair and my shoes squeak on the linoleum floor. My knee constantly bouncing.

"Would you chill out?" Trevor slaps my arm in irritation. I can tell he didn't get much sleep last night. His eyelids droop and his hair goes in all different directions.

"Of course your majesty." I bow to him in my chair and chuckle. His annoyance with me grows by the second. He still smirks a little.

"Shut up." He cups his face with his hands. Lightening flashes outside the window and lights up the room. Little kids scream and I hear babies crying. I have always been fascinated with the weather, but not right now. I want to get out of here.

I take my camera out of my bag. It is a shiny blackish grey and could be brand new with the way I took care of it. I push the silver button and face it towards me.

"Hello lovelies." I smile as whole heartedly as I can. "It is twelve in the morning and I am sitting in this lovely place." I turn and show the terminal to the camera. "Look at little Trevor! He is so cute when he is cranky." He sits up and shoves my camera out of his face.

"Buzz off." He collapses his upper body down to reach his lap.

"Oh is it that time of the month princess?" He hates it when I treat him like a girl. He used to let me dress him up when we were little and he is the only one of my cousins who will sing with me in public. Trevor shoots a death glare at me then the camera.

"Tonnie, so help me. When I wake up I am going to kill you." With that he basically passes out in the chair.

"Well I guess that ends this vlog. Next time you see me I will be back home in LA." I blow a kiss to the camera. "Love ya! Have a lovely day!" The battery light once again blinks red. I need a new camera.

I immediately upload the video with the YouTube capture app. I title it Princess Trevor. He will get me back for it later. Whatever. I pull my solid purple beat solos out of my bag. Another flash of lightening strikes the sky causing more shrieks. I listen to various songs by Skrillex and scroll on Twitter. I'm always in the mood for a good fight over a subtweet. Today's battle is over this chick, Becca, accusing some girl for kissing her boyfriend. I am more than glad I left these losers back in high school. It gets to the point where #booyouwhore is trending. I glance up to see the rain has halted. People are fidgeting are grabbing bags.

"Wake up my queen." I shake Trevor. He groans loudly and tries, and fails, to swipe me away with his arm. "I'm serious get up." I flick him in the ear and he sits up abruptly.

"Geez, I'm up." He glares at me. "You suck."

"What? Who? Me? Oh your Highness what did I do?" I started laughing once I asked the last question. My laugh is just a little blip on the sound radar as the intercom comes on.

"Flight 418 to Los Angeles now boarding." The voice is that of a shrill women's and it gives me a headache.

"Let's go!" Trevor grabs me by the wrist with his free hand. I am glad I sent most of my stuff home last month. He is suddenly in a good mood.

Once seated we are asked to turn off our phones and 'enjoy the flight'. My ears pop and I get a headache. Trevor sits next to me humming with his cheek pressed against the window. He is humming Trouble by Nevershoutnever. I love that song. I slowly drift to sleep, dreaming of the sun, surf, and sand.