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"It's open!" Andrea yells out, screw it I'll just yell it out before the door opens!
"Guys my dad is in prison!" but it was too late because someone had opened the door. And that person had to come at this very moment!?
*present time*
Connor's P.O.V
Kian and I went to get some fo- actually a lot of food for the girls so now we are heading over to the apartment. After that night last week with Emily I couldn't stop thinking about her but it also got me worried because I never felt this way about a girl so fast. Maybe I should take some more time to think this through.
yeah that sounds like a good idea.
"Hey Con, I'll wait in the car and you get the rest then ask them to help us take the bags in" I nodd at him and park the car. I go into the building then head to the elevator. I go in with this woman holding a toddler.
And he's just staring at me... Staring contest!
The doors finally opened so I walked out but I'm pretty sure I won though. I went up to the door, I thought about knocking but Andrea told Kian that the door will be open.
I turn the knob to open the door but then I hear ''Guys my dad is in prison" as soon as those words came out of Emily's mouth her eyes went wide wen she saw me. Everyone is quiet in the room and we are all just looking at eachother not really knowing what to say or do.
I hear footsteps behind me then Kian comes up with the bags "I got the rest of the guys helping since they just came" JC, Sam, and Trevor all came in with bags. I still had no idea what to say, Andrea and Ricky on the other hand just acted like nothing happened so they helped the boys out.
Emily is just standing there probably lost in thought and I'm just looking at her. Not really helpful, I know. She finally just looks around then runs to her room and shuts the door. I look at the others to see if they notice but they haven't so I decided to be a good person and see if she's ok.
I'll admit I really care about her.
Emily's P.O.V
I can't believe Connor heard that! Why couldn't he have came later? Right now I'm in my room pacing around trying to figure out what to do.
Knock knock.
What the? Knock knock "Hey Emily it's Connor, I just wanna know if your ok" He says. I smile because atleast I know he cares, I went up to the door and open it. I see Connor awkwardly standing and smiling at me "So.. How are you?" He asks, I stare at him for a second "to be honest, I really don't know" I say honestly."Do you wanna talk about it?" He suggests I nodd then move so Connor can come in. I told Connor EVERYTHING and I mean it, I told him everything that my parents did, what they did to me, and the day when I saw my mom die Connor was such a great listener but I was greatful that he didn't pity me or anything.
After what seemed like an hour we hear a knock on the door "It's open" I say Ricky swings the door open looking suprised that he saw Connor here. ''Um we just finished watching a Movie but we're gonna watch another one, do you guys want to join us?" He asks. Connor and I looked at eachother very unsure but he nodded anyways "Sure" He says not even moving.
Ricky just slowly walks away and out of the room, "Shall we get going?" He says in a wierd accent "Was that Country? " I ask confused. Connor just blinks at me "Um no" He says then starts walking out of the room "Hmm maybe it was Scottish?" I say to myself.
"it was British!!" Connor yells
Ooops.
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HEY GUYS
sorry if I didn't update its just I'm not getting much reads so I was really hesitate to keep going but I did... Anyways I might write a new book and I plan to update more frequently on that one because it's gonna be based on a true story which I will explain later
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