Still Into You (Connor Franta Fanfiction)- Sequel to Twins

Chapter 11- Wasted Trip

Okay just to let you guys know, this is written in Connor's POV, not Jo's. Because that's just how it has to be! :)

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I threw my pants and shirts all inside the luggage and zipped the luggage up. After the packing, I'm going to sleep. I don't care that it's 6pm. I mean, my flight is at 1am so.... Yeah. I informed Shanthi that I was heading over and she said that she can't pick me up. So, she gave me the address for their house in LA. 

I grabbed all my chargers and chugged them into the side of my backpack. Ain't nobody got time for packing stuff properly. 

I feel like I forgot something. 

OH SHIT THE TOILETRIES. 

UGHHHH NOW I HAVE TO UNZIP THE LUGGAGE AND REPACK EVERYTHING. WHYYYYY.

I unzipped the luggage and BAM EVERYTHING JUST FLYS OUT OF IT. Good going Connor, well done. 

I picked up the toiletries from all over the dorm room and put them inside. I stared at the pile of clothes I pushed aside when it fell out. ERMAHGAWD WHAY?!  

I (most unwillingly) took an article of clothing and began folding them. After I was done with the packing, the room looked like a dump. GUESS WHO ISN'T GONNA CLEAN UP? YEAH YOU GOT THAT RIGHT IT'S ME! 

I crawled towards my bed and plopped myself on the soft covers. Yeah, I'm comfy, never moving again. 

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*BEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEP* 

I heard something ringing in the midst of my comfortable slumber. I opened one eye and realised it was just my phone alarm, no biggie. I grabbed it and the words I saw was "Guess what? You gots to flyyy". Oh okay, what a joke. I put down my phone and went back to sleep.

Pfft, you gots to fly, really. Not like I'm taking a plane. 

OH FUCK I AM TAKING A PLANE. 

I shot out of my bed and checked the time, thank god it was 11pm. My flight was at 1am. You see, when I said first thing in the morning, I meant first thing in the morning. Like 1am. 

Yes, I'm creative~~

I went to take a shower cause I needa be smelling all good. I did my hair (which takes 5 mins) and grabbed my stuff and headed out, checking that Marian isn't around any corner as I went out. 

I had already called a taxi beforehand and now I can see the irritated taxi driver in the distance. Oops?

I went up to the taxi and knocked on the driver's side, he immediately let me in and placed my luggage inside. I apologised to him just before he started the car. 

-At the Minnesota airport-

I paid the taxi driver and got out of the car, strolling towards the entrance. At least this time I'm not late. I checked in and headed towards the gateway I was suppose to go to. Even though I had like 30 mins more and it was 20 mins til' the gate opens. 

On the way there, I texted Shanthi asking where the spare keys were kept. She told me under the doormat, pfft, typical. I also called my mum telling her that I was at the airport. 

-20 mins later-

I boarded the plane and found my seat immediately. I sat down and put on my headphones, bracing myself for the rest of the flight. Before I knew it, I was flying. 

-At LAX-

I got off the plane and got out the departure gate. I hailed down a taxi and went straight to Shanthi and Jo's house. Even though I look like a pig and am tired as hell. The whole way through the taxi ride I was grinning like an idiot.

I think the driver looked like he wanted to send me to a mental asylum.

The moment I reached their apartment block I took the lift up to the level they were staying at and found their house, there was a little light inside so I assumed someone was awake. I lifted up the map and found a set of keys. I quickly unlocked the door and placed the keys under the mat and opened it. 

"SURPRISE! IM HE-" I stopped speaking at the sight in front of me. 

Kian and Jo were on the couch kissing each other, passionately. Well I guess I came for nothing. 

"Sorry for the disturbance." I said before walking out into the streets. Guess I'm never gonna come back ever again.

I could hear Jo calling me in the distance but I just kept walking. I don't care anymore I give up. I'm always the one trying, but I don't think this is how things are gonna work. 

I'm done with Jo. 

I stormed out of the apartment and walked down the streets not giving a shit that it was fucking 2am. I try, every single time I try to get her to come back to me, something always come along and fucks everything up. 

This time I'm just so done with everything, I'm just gonna ignore her. I've had enough.  

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ERMAHGAWD PLEASE DON'T KILL ME WITH A PITCHFORK MOB. ILY ALL PLEASE DON'T KILL ME.

DONUT COME NEAR ME *FRANTICALLY PUTS ON ENCHANTED DIAMOND ARMOUR* (hehe, minecraft)

This had to happen. I had to, it's just a way of life.

FOR THE LAST CHAPTER I FOUND SOME PSYCHOPATHS!!!! YAY! Raise up your hand if you have been with me since my Joey Graceffa fanfic. (Yes, I wrote a Joey Graceffa fanfic like last year on this account because I could. But I deleted it because I thought it sucked. But I came back with a Connor Franta one so we're all good.) Joey is a daily vlogger so definitely go check out his vlogs and also he makes gaming videos! Yep, me and minecraft. 

One, Love, Superwoman! (GUEESSSS WHOSSS THISSS)

BAII

~Winnegan