Outcasts (Connor Murphy X Reader)

Chapter 8

Sorry that it took me so long to update, but I didn't make a plan before writing this story so I'm kind of winging it for the most part. Trying to decide on which way the story should go and how I'm going to write it is a little difficult.

Dear diary,

This day continues to get more and more interesting...

I pull away from the kiss, my face now hot and look down at my feet. My head was reeling, barely registering my own previous actions. I glance back up at Connor, who looked like an absolute mess, he was still crying, his nose was kind of running, and now his face was red.

"You may be some trouble, but you're worth it." I mutter as cup his cheeks.

A small whimper escapes his lips before he begins to sob again. I wipe away the tears that continued to fall down his cheeks. Neither of us speaks, as I didn't really know what else to say and Connor was still crying.

"Thank you."

The words fill the empty air. Connor's eyes finally meet mine. They were still red, but whether it was from the weed or the tears, I didn't know. I noticed that his cheeks lacked the fresh tears that had just been trailing down them. His cheeks were still damp and red.

"Thank you so much for being my friend."

A smile ghosts my lips, my heart ached to see him so fragile looking.

"And thank you for seeing me." I reply.

Although we hadn't known each other long, I trusted him more than anyone else, even more so than my own parents. I knew he wasn't ready for anything more than friends. He had been through so much shit emotionally; his heart wouldn't be able to take it.

"How about we finish walking through here and then go back to my place," I offer, "you really look like you need a nap."

"Sure." Connor chuckles.

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'Damn I really want to go to sleep.'

I was currently sitting on the couch, the TV playing a movie that I had blocked out. Connor was asleep across the couch, his head resting on my lap. I had been running my hand through his knotted hair as he fell asleep, but now that he was asleep, my hand rested on the side of his face, my fingers still gently tangled in his dark locks.
I lean my head against the back of the couch, which was quite uncomfortable. I close my eyes, hoping that I could fall asleep is this somewhat uncomfortable position.

When I wake up I was in the same position as when I had fallen asleep. I move my neck and hiss as pain shot up my next. I untangle one of my hands from Connor's hair and rub my neck. I take a deep breath and look down at Connor. He was still asleep; he had pressed face against my waist.

I giggle when I hear him groan. His eyes slowly open, a confused look covered his face before he looked up, meeting your eyes. His cheeks slowly began to turn red and he groans once again, digging his face back into my waist.

"Good morning." I giggle.

Connor's morning was muffled by my clothing as he replies.

"So do y-" my talking is cut off by another hiss of pain.

Connor looks back at you, "are you alright?" he asks.

"Um, yeah, I slept funny and hurt my neck." My sheepishly reply.

Connor grunted as he sat up on the couch. He faces me, legs crossed. I go to ask what he's doing before he grabs my wrist and tugs me towards him. I end up straddling his waist and my cheeks turn pink.

"What are you doing?" I stutter.

"What side hurts?" Connor asks.

"Oh, my right." You reply.

Connor doesn't say anything else as he lifts his hand up and places his warm hand on my injured side of my neck. He begins to massage the junction between my neck and shoulder. A relaxed sigh escapes my lips as my eyes clothes. I feel Connor's other hand on the back of my neck, he gently leans my head forward until it's leaning against his shoulder.

"Thank you." I sigh.

"No problem." I hear Connor's voice speak before my eyes begin to close once again.

"Wait, don't you want to get back to sleep?" I ask him.

"I'll have to go home later," he admits, "but I'll stay for a bit, you can fall asleep if you want."

"Okay, thank you," I hum, "goodnight Connor."

"Goodnight (y/n)."

...and I'm really happy.