PS: I'm Not Your Fan Girl! [Connor McDonough Fan-fiction]

Chapter 3: Reagan and Elijah's LITTLE Problem

A/N: Hi guys! So, I made a new chapter for this story. But you'll see some few changes in fonts, in casts or whatever. I stopped updating this thinking no one would read it, but then awhile ago, a friend approached me, she said that I have to update this 'cause someone told her to tell me to. Enjoy!

Reagan's POV:

"Why would you even do that?"

"Because he's cute!"

"Oh come on, Fara! Don't be such a bitch."

Fara and I are having a phone call. She said that she is going to get the cute guy's number. She's being a bitch again!

"Clea has a boyfriend!"

"So?"

"So I have to get one too, duh!"

Clea is her twin sister by the way.

"You are not making him your boyfriend. He doesn't even know you!"

"Wait and see, bitch!"

---toooooot---

Great! She just...

To: Fara'biatché

Le sing "fuck you very much"

*message sent!*

"Oh my gosh!"

"Oh my, I'm sorry!"

What the fuck?! My phone...

Oh..

"I'm sorry, miss. Here you go."

I checked my phone, please don't give it a scratch. PleaseLord.

"It's okay. Sorry for being clumsy too."

"Okay see you around, bye!"

"Bye."

Bye?! That's all? Seriously, Reagan?! you're not letting a cute guy leave just like that!

"Oh my mind! Stop being Fara, Reagan!"

Elijah's POV:

"Dude, why so happy?" I asked my best bud Kian while we're both playing my xbox.

"I got a girl."

"You got a girlfriend?!"

"No, not yet but she's cool and awesome. What about you? You look happy too."

"Do I?"

"Don't fool around."

Hmm..

"Is it a girl?"

A girl huh?

"A girl, got it."

"Maybe I could think about that."

"Come on just tell."

Okayyy.

"Okay. I met her at the Starbucks' hallway..."

"And? how did it go?"

"Don't ask."

"Is she cute?"

"Pretty."

"Dude, no way!"

"Yes way, dude!"

"So did you get her number?"

"About that... no."

"Awwe screw you! Did you atleast give her your number?"

"I don't memorize my phone number asshole."

"You seriously don't have time to check it on your phone?! What's her name?"

I was about to answer Kian's question.

"Hold on. Pause the game."

I reached for my phone. I'm getting a phone call.

"Who is it?"

"Fara'biatché"

"Woah. Is it her?"

"No! I don't know. why would it be her?"

"Oh just answer it!" Kian shouted. "Your ringtone sucks!"

"Oh my God. you wouldn't believe this biatch he totally asked for my number! Do you think how legit it is? i was about to ask him his number but he did the first move. Aaahh!!! But something embarrassing happened. anyway His name is Kian. ugh so gorgeous!"

Kian and I looked at each other. Shocked.

"You know her?!" Kian went beside me and mouthed.

"No!" I whisper-yelled.

I checked my phone. The whole body, the wallpaper, the theme...

Uh-oh...

NOT. MY. PHONE.

"Uhm.. Reagan? Bitch what's goin' on?"

"Speak!" Kian mouthed again.

"What would I say?" i mouthed back.

"Just... speak!"

"Aren't you happy for me, Reagan?"

"Uhm. Sorry this is not Reagan you're talking to."

"Wo-wo-wo-woah. Who the hell is this?!"

"This is Kian."

"Kian?"

"Yes."

"Kian? Kian I met earlier?!"

"Uhuh..."

"No joking."

"It is."

"No way!"

"Yes. We met awhile ago."

"I just said that!"

"Your pants tear off because you---"

"Oh my God stop it. You're Kian!"

"Now you believe me?"

"......"

She stopped talking.

"Hey?"

"Oh my God."

"What?"

"You're with Reagan?! You're fucking her?!"

I burst out laughing.

"What?! no!" Kian laughed. "Look---"

I grabbed my mobile phone from Kian. or should I say, Reagan's mobile phone.

"Look. I'm sorry Ma'am but you are having---"

"And who is this?!"

She noticed the changing of voice.

"Uhm.. this is Elijah."

"I thought you're Kian?!"

Kian and I looked at each other.

"Yeah. See, Kian right here is a friend of mine...and---"

"Why is Reagan's phone with you?!"

I looked at Kian.

"What?"

"Tell her you're her boyfriend."

"Seriously?!"

"Hello?"

"Just do it!"

Ugh!

"I'm R-Reagan's boyfriend."

"Aha! I knew it. That scumbag bitch!"

"Do you know where her house is?"

"Ofcourse, we share the same flat! Don't you know?"

"Uhh... can you meet me at the 402 Wallnut Street near Starbucks?"