Conor Maynard imagines 2

The thing about love.

"Okay baby. I'll see you later" I smile "Okay I love you to , bye" I end the call with the biggest grin on my face. God I'm so happy

"Was that Liam" he asked, rolling his eyes when he said his name

"For your information yes it was" I nod "it's our four month anniversary and we're going out for a meal tonight"

"Good for you" conor rolled his eyes again, lifting up his phone.

Deciding to ignore it I lifted up my laptop onto my knee and resting my legs on the coffee table. "You know he is really great"

"Cool" he nodded

"He's so sweet and caring and-"

"Y/n please stop" conor shook his head "I don't care about your stupid relationship" he said pulling his jacket onto his arms

"Okay? Where are you going?" I ask

"Home, I have work to do"

"Alright, well I'll-" and I heard the front door shut "see you later" I continue to say. Okay what is up with him?

Come to think of it. Every time someone brings up Liam Conor always walks away or immediately changes the subject.

I wonder what's going on

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Conor's POV

"Storm out again?" Jack asked, as I threw my keys onto the table

"Yes" I say, throwing myself down onto the sofa next to him

"Bro, when are you just gonna get over it?" He asked

"When I die" I reply bluntly. Get over it? Psh as if. Believe me I've been trying to get over it for the last four fucking months but I just can't. I just can't get her out my head.

"Well focus on someone else. You have plenty other options" he shrugged looking back down at his computer

"Yeah but none like her" I shake my head at the stupids thought coming to my brain. Why am I feeling like this? For one she's my bestfriend and I don't want to risk loosing her, and two she has a boyfriend which is the main problem. He's just so fucking lucky and he doesn't even know it.

I know he treats her like crap, I've seen and heard it. But for some reason she doesn't want to admit that. She makes it out to be a great relationship when I know it's not.

I've liked her since we finished high school together and the day I was gonna tell ended like this.

~ Flashback ~

God, why am I so nervous. Jesus, Conor sort yourself out.  I ran my fingers through my hair for the tenth time in the last ten minutes and checked my outfit at least twice every minute.

What am I even gonna say? I've never been good at asking people out. Although, normally when it comes to girls I'm pretty confident.

But this is different. This is y/n. The most beautiful woman in the world. My best friend. I can't do anything that'll risk me loosing her.

But the boys have helped me gather my courage and ask her out tonight at her small gathering we're having at mine, jack and josh's flat tonight. I say gathering it's only going to be, me, the boys and her.

But I don't care, as long as she's happy I'm happy.

We all sorted out the living room. By putting food on the table, playing music and making it look good. Which I can say, it really does.