Conor's P.O.V
Walking to CJ's house took around ten minutes from where Jack and I live, we knock on the door and CJ's Mum Hannah, answers,
"Aw, hello you two! The girls are just upstairs in CJ's room - just go straight upstairs and it's second on the right," she says letting us in,
"Thank you, Miss Taylor," Jack and I say,
We can hear Lillie and CJ singing to my song Stand Up For Love,
"Let's step onto the floor, looking for the one!" We hear the girls sing in funny voices making me and Jack laugh. We knock on the door, the music gets turned down and CJ opens the door,
"Heyyyy! Come i-," CJ stops looking at Jack,
"Like what you see?" Jack says trying to act sexy,
"I sure do," CJ replies confidently,
"Take a picture, it'll last longer," Jack says winking, "I must say though CJ, you're looking mighty hot right now too," Jack says I guess taking her in somewhat, CJ blushes,
"Come in lads," CJ says finally regaining composure,
"Lillie, our boyfriends have entered the house," CJ laughs,
"You sound like the fella on Big Brother, you know the one who says, "please leave the Big Brother house immediately," that fella," Lillie says before turning around to my view. Holy shit she looks stunning, she's wearing a little black dress that fits just perfectly around her figure, like angels have made it fit like a glove. There's highlighter that she's gently applied to her collar bone, her perfume smells like roses, her brown-mousey coloured hair with the vibrant red highlights half way down her hair, curled like beach waves, she looks perfect. I'm so lucky. Her big blue eyes that look like beautiful sapphires, that also have little golden flakes in them, to brighten her pale complexion. Just perfect.
Lillie's P.O.V
"Lillie, our boyfriends have entered the house," CJ laughs,
"You sound like the fella on Big Brother, you know the one who says, "please leave the Big Brother house immediately," that fella, I say before turning around to Conor's view. Fucking hell, what a sight. He's wearing his trustee leather jacket that fits like a glove on his sculpted figure, his ripped leather jeans that look tight somewhat yet look so comfortable, his skin showing through the rips, I can smell his aftershave, not the cheap stuff, something you'd buy from a massive higher end company, his little curly locks of brown hair popping up in places, yet it looks so sleek and sophisticated. His bright blue eyes that look bright enough to look like that blue sky. An angel walking,
"Hello," I say softly,
"Hello," Conor replies softly walking upto me to kiss me hello, it was more of a short kiss as CJ and Jack were in the room, and they'd start pretending to be sick any second,
"You. Look. Perfect." Conor says smiling,
"You. Look. Like. An. Angel. Walking." I say smiling,
"Come one you two, enough with the lovey-dovey shit - you're gonna make me sick. LET EAT!" Jack says, making us all laugh,
"Alright, come one then let's get going before your brother throws up," I laugh, before we walk out the door to make our way to dinner,
"Love you Lils," Conor says,
"Love you too baby," I say before kissing Conor's cheek.
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My beautiful Brighton-boy
FanfictionLillie and her group of friends who call themselves The Sweetcream Squad, have just moved from a school in Central London to one in Brighton called Cardinal Newman. All of the girls are in relationships which have also moved from Central London to B...
