A new Feeling ( Connor Franta fanfic)

Chapter 14: Why I Love You

"Well... I-I can't do it," I stuttered. "Who knows this story?" He asked me. "Only your sister," I told him. "Wow," he said. Tears rolled down my face as I flashback to senior prom. It was pretty much the same thing as what happened today, only worse. That's why it made me so upset. I wiped away tears as they only give off remembrance of having people call me loner because I didn't have a date. And somebody "accidentally" spilled their fruit punch on my white dress that I wore to my grandma's funeral. I explained to him the story. He gave me a warm hug. "I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't want this night to remind you of that," "It's not your fault," I mumbled. He drove me back home as I plopped on my bed. I changed into comfier clothes and threw on my red winter coat. I put on tan Ugg boots and took a long walk in the freezing cold. When I got back home I texted Connor and asked if he could meet me at Panera. When we met up I asked him,"My life has been going so wrong ever since I moved to Miami and I don't know what's happening, what happens in life can just be so frustrating, why?" "I don't know why," he said. "I hate the life I'm living in right now." I said as I pulled Connor out of Panera and burst into tears. Connor softly touched lips against mine. "It's okay." He told me as I gave him a hug, "We'll get out of this." "I love you, Connor." I said, "Jackie, you'll always be the one I love most," we both smiled.

Hey guys! The past few chapters have kinda my ideas being thrown around. Sorry about that but come on I'm at the beach with all my friends. And I'd hate being the couch potato who watches the screen like it's going to run away. Also my older brother's birthday is coming up and I still have to get him a present. So again sorry I'm not putting on all my effort. But anyway go read their stories.

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