Conor Maynard imagines 2

fighting for him × smut

"Y/n. Come on, we're waiting for you" jack called from downstairs

"Two seconds" i call back grabbing my hand bag. I slid on my black heels and made my way downstairs "right im here" i sigh fixing my hair

"Ubers here" josh informed us putting his phone in his pocket. The boys nodded and proceeded to leave my flat.

"Conor? Come on" i say looking over at him. He was stood in the middle of the hallway reading something on his phone "con. You okay?" I frown

He snapped his head up before putting his phone in his pocket "oh yeah sorry. Come on" he said walking past me

I followed him out the flat and felt him stand behind me. Waiting for him. "Wheres your girl then?" I ask. Me and conor always got on however his girlfriend and me didnt click. We really don't like each other. She hates how close i am with the boys

"Umm she's at home?" He said but it sounded more like a question "she wasnt feeling well"

"Oh okay" i nod deciding not to bother asking any questions. I dont want to annoy him "well, smile a little bit. You look sad" i say

"Im fine" he shook his head as the lift doors closed

"Come on con. Smile" i say squeezing his cheeks together

"Y/n" he laughed moving my hand away

"Ahh see. I got you smiling" i happily smile

"Oh be quiet" he joked as the lift doors opened "get that butt out of here" he teased pushing me forward slightly. And now hes back to his normal self

In the uber we managed to fit us all in. Josh in the front seat. Then it was conor, mikey and joe and opposite was me, jack and caspar

The boys involved their own conversation. Although conor for some reason didnt get involved. He checked his phone a lot and i know something is worrying him. I nudge him with his foot and he slowly looked up at me. "You okay?" I mouth. He just nodded and looked out the window. Something is definitely up.

We finally arrived outside the club and immediately headed for the bar. All getting shots of course "321" jack yelled before we downed them

"Fuck me" conor screwed up his face

"Sure thing" i joke getting laughs from everyone. He jokingly smirked at me and winked

"Okay who wants more drinks?" Mikey blabbed. The boys went to the bar except jack who was already off with a girl

It was just me and conor at the table. I looked up at him to once again see him looking at his phone. He rolled his eyes before putting his phone back in his pocket. Just as i was about to speak the boys returned "We got shots"

Conor downed his immediately along with the rest of them "what the-" joe gasped

"I'll go get more?" Josh said more as a question. I know exactly what conor is doing. Drowning his sorrows in alcohol

The rest of the night was the same. Conor drank drink after drink until he had no idea what was going on. I was at the table with conor but his back was turned to me while he spoke to caspar.  Jack had finally left the girl and was sat filming himself next to me.

However, i noticed a phone flash on the table and i immediately recognised it as conors. Maybe i can see whats been bothering him "are you sure you should be doing that?" Jack asked. I take it he knew what i was doing

"Yes. Im helping him out" i snap. Jack rolled his eyes before walking off. I noticed he had eight missed calls from his girlfriend and three messages.