The day of the date came faster than I had anticipated. I was so worried that Brianne will post the video before it and will break Connor's already broken heart.
I adjust the buttons on my high waisted jeans before placing a flower crown on top of my head.
Immediately after I finish straightening the ends of my wavy hair, the obnoxious buzzer to my apartment appears in my head.
Connor's voice soon fills the room as he enters my colorless home.
"Morgan I have a surprise for you!" He exclaims, coming into my vision.
Connor sticks both of his hands out and in between them is a single rose. A beautiful red rose, picked away of thorns.
His beautiful eyes glance over mine, trying to figure out if Im happy from his kind gesture.
I nod as in acceptance, taking the rose from his fragile hands.
He smiled widely, engulfing me in a friendly hug. I hope its friendly.
"Hi Con." I smile, removing my body from the embrace of his, "How are you?"
"Okay"
Okay? Only okay? Doesn't he like me?
"Thats good."
"But now that Im with you..." He adds quickly, pulling me into his arms once again and dipping me downward, "Im fabulous."
I giggle at his childish behavior before spinning out of his suddenly muscular arms.
Immediately I wrap my hands around my clutch, in hope that he isn't romantic. I've had enough and its only been five minutes.
His smile stays on for about fifteen more minutes of our cab ride to his so called 'mysterious' destination.
I know, I asked him out, but he decided to chose where ever the hell we go.
To be honest, I'd rather be watching netflix.
His phone's notifications start going crazy just as we react this destination.
Texts from Kian, Jc, Sam, Zoe, Alfie, Tyler, Troye, and many more fill his phone.
"Well somebody's Mr.Popular." I joke, just as his smile fades.
He looks at me, his usually light emerald gray eyes are now a deep green. Connor looked evil.
"Y-you were dared?" He questions, tears forming his dark colored eyes.
Brianne. Brianne. Brianne.
"I can't believe I freakin said yes!" Connor spat, covering my face in his cold tears.
"Im sorry." I state, before tears begin to fall from my own emerald eyes.
He wipes the remainder of his tears, and storms out of the taxi just as it parks in front of the most stunning set up I've ever seen.
Millions of candles hung from the trees around the small hill. A table was set up on a bridge that went across a beautiful lake.
The table was set for two.
He did this, for me. This boy, he loves me. I've been so awful to him. Why can't I make myself love him the way he loves me?
After my jumbled thoughts, I ran after the boy who is suddenly broken again.
"Connor!" I shout, my vans immediately being covered in the disgusting grass.
Thanks mother nature for making it rain on one of the most depressing moments of my life.
His face was visible from my standing and I saw more tears plummet down his cheeks.
"Con." I whisper, sitting down beside him on the wooden bench.
His weeping self soon turned into a side of this boy I never want to see again.
"You're a bitch!" He scowls, spit escaping his full lips.
"What did you call me?"
"You heard me right Morgan. You're a B-I-T-C-H!" He exhales like the words hurt him before stomping off in the other direction.
"Its not my fault your in love with me!" I yell, before realizing my choice of language. Not the time for Mean Girls. I just really hope Connor doesn't have one. I don't wanna be called a bitch in a book.
He turns around slowly, his mouth suddenly lighter.
"Don't speak Mean Girls around me!" He huffs, before escaping into the pitch black darkness.
I sat myself down on the same bench once again and thought over everything in my mind.
Remembering his arms around me is one of the greatest feelings in the world. But not the best feeling for somebody who is only his friend.
Hesitantly, I dial Andrea's number, hoping she could help me revive.
Even after her and Kian broke up, we still stayed close.
"Andrea?"
"Morgan, are you alright?" She asks, probably already knowing the answer. My sobs fill the phone and she knows my response.
"I know about Connor."
"Course you do, the whole frickin world knows Drea!" I spit.
"Really only three million.." She mumbles from the other line.
"Just come get me, Im not in the mood to talk about subscirbers." I reply, before hanging up on her and leaving myself to my own sorrow.
I text Andrea the street name and sit alone in the rain, drowning myself in the sobs that are supposed to belong to the boy that sat here before me.
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OKAY HI GUYS ITS JORDAN
And yes, I know today's chapter wasn't exactly what you all planned to happen. Im trying to keep the book interesting and not interesting like After. I PROMISE.
but anyways sotodayconnorandmorgangotintothisfightandhecalledherabitchandnowshescryigtoandreaandnkdpoiwow
BYE
-jordan
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