In Case of Emergency // Connor Franta (ft. R.D.)

Chapter 15: Don't Do This

Songs:

Angel with a Shotgun by The Cab

Everybody Wants to Rule the World by Lorde (cover)

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It was 9 pm and the sky began to darken. I sighed as I combed my tangled hair. Why did I agree to hang out? I hated people. I examined myself in the mirror. My hair and makeup were both intact. I looked down at my outfit. Just a plain black tank top and dark blue shorts... I sighed and realized that I looked fine.

I walked into Connor's room. He was just casually sitting in his bed, on his laptop. He glanced up at me and held his gaze. He smiled.

"You look great," he said.

"Oh, really? Thank you," I replied with a smile.

I plopped down next to him.

"I hope you have a nice time," Connor said.

"I probably won't."

"Want me to come with?"

"Yes! More than anything, honestly. I'll call Leslie and see if it's okay if you go."

I left the room and stood in the hall. I dialed Leslie's number and she answered on the third ring.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Uh... Is it okay if I bring my guy friend with?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's totally cool! My boyfriend and his friend will be with us anyway."

"Okay," I replied and hung up.

I walked back into Connor's room. He looked up at me, waiting for me to speak.

"Yeah she says it's fine if you come with."

"Okay. You ready to go now?" he asked.

I nodded. He sighed and stood up.

"Well let's go then," he stated.

Him and I went outside to his car. He got into the driver's seat and I climbed into the passenger side.

"So where are we going?" he asked.

I showed him the text Leslie sent with all of the details. We were supposed to be meeting her at some beach. After he finished reading, he merely nodded his head.

"Okay, I know that beach."

Connor started the car and slowly pulled out of the driveway. If only we knew what bad things were to come before we left that driveway.

~*~

Connor and I made it to the beach and saw that Leslie and her friends had set up a bonfire of some sort. Connor and I left the car and slowly approached the small group. Leslie spotted us and ran over to me. She immediately hugged me and almost fell, but I caught her.

"Oopsy daisy! Amy!" she shouted, giggling. "Hi Amy!"

She twirled her finger around in my hair.

"Amy! Your hair is so...hairy! It's so soft!" she said, laughing. "I just want to use your hair as a pillow!"

She shoved her face into my hair. "It's so soft," she cooed.

I raised an eyebrow at her. "Leslie, are you okay?"

"Am I okay? Of course I'm okay, silly!" she shouted, trying not to laugh. "I'm better than okay! I am great! I'm am magnificent! I am fabulous!"

Connor and I exchanged looks of confusion.