I Love Him, Not You...(A Connor Franta Fanfic)

Chapter 39

"ACHOO!" Ugh what the fuck was that.

"ACHOO! ACHOO!" I open my eyes and see Connor walking to the bathroom while sneezing nonstop.

I groan loudly and drag myself out the bed. I'm hungry.

"Connor, you okay?" I say.

He blows his nose before replying.

"Yeah," he replies, his voice hoarse.

"No, you're sick." I walked up to him and felt his forehead.

"And you're burning up. Come on back to bed." I said

. I grabbed is hand and dragged him to his side of the bed. He layed down and I put him under the covers.

"I'll go make you some soup." I say, before bending down and pecking his lips. He's sick, so what? He's my fiance.

I jog down the stairs and turn round towards the kitchen. Jenn's up and Sam's fast asleep, while the others are most likely dying in their beds from their hangovers.

"Connor's sick, I'm making him soup." I say.

"I'll help," Jenn replies.

"Thanks. Can you pass me the big pot in there?" I ask, pointing to the cabinet behind her.

"Sure." As she digs around for the right pot, I get the scallion and carrots from the fridge. I then get the swanson chicken broth from the pantry. I look in the freezer, hoping that this house has chicken. When I see that I am out of luck, I decide to go to the super market and buy a few legs.

"Jenn, I'm going to get some chicken, can you start boiling the broth and cutting up the veggies?" I ask.

"No problemo." she says. I smile at her and quickly jog upstairs to tell Connor that I'm leaving.

"Babe, I'll be back, I'm going to get some stuff for the soup." I say.

"What would I do without you?" he says, before letting out an ear deafening sneeze.

"My pooorrrr babbbbyyy" I say.

"I'll be back quick, I promise." I state before walking out the door.

"TAKE YOUR TIME!" he yells with his cracky voice.

I giggle as I jog down the stairs. I take Ricky's car because he's hungover and most likely won't wake up before I get back.

I get into the car and post a morning tweet.

@CaraandConnor4Ever: Morning guys! Bon is sick :( tweet him with #feelbetterconnor for a follow from him!

Before driving off, I fix the rearview mirror and pull the seat forward. Curse my shortness. I put my wallet in the cupholder becuase it's right neext to me. I realize that Connor's vlogging camera is on the passenger seat. I honestly don't know why. I decide to film though, cause why not.

"Hey guys, it's Cara. Soo da bae is sick, and I'm gonna make him some soup. Since these guys don't know what real food is, there was no chicken. So I'm driving to the grocery store. But I just wanted to give you an explanation on why Connor hasn't been on twitter as much, and why he seems to just 'get the job done and go' on his videos."

I stop at a red light and take a deep breath.

"I really don't know how to say this, um... I am actually scared for my life haha. I know how some fans feel about the guys. I used to be one. You honestly never realize how important their privacy is until you live a day in their life. Like we thought we knew everything going on, but that's not even half of it. The shit that goes down in that house can cause you to do crazy things."