High School Sweethearts [Discontinued]

A Quiet Place

Here comes some cuteness. This is somewhat a filler chapter before the next main drama. Enjoy!

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Connor's P.O.V.

It's so calm. I'm not used to this. Normally there's always a problem that needs solving. Whether it be Konstantina, Gavin or other little bumps in the road. This is actually kind of nice. Hank likes this too. He deserves a break anyway. His parents have been stressing him about college the past week. My phone buzzed in my pocket. Speaking of Hank, he texted me. 

H: Hey ConCon

C: Hi Hank

H: Want to go somewhere with me?

C: Trying to escape your parents again?

H: Yes.

C: Okay. Where are we going?

H: You'll see

C: Okay

I put my phone down and got ready. Hank soon arrived and I ran across the bridge to meet him. "Can you tell me where we're going?" I asked as I put on my helmet. "No," Hank replied. I held onto him and we drove off. We soon arrived at an old building. Hank stopped the motorcycle and we got off. "What is the significance of this building?" I asked as I stared up at it. "Just come along with me," Hank said holding out his hand. "Did you have to reference Adventure Time?" I asked playfully smirking. "I will leave you  here to find your way back to Cyberlife," Hank said. I put my hand over my heart, pretending to be offended. "You wouldn't dare!" I said. Hank went to where the door was supposed to be and said, "Watch me." I giggled and followed after him.

He led me onto the roof. There were paintings on almost every wall. "Did you paint all of these?" I asked. "Yeah," Hank replied. He sat down with his legs hanging over the edge. I joined him after I examined all the paintings. "You come here often I presume?" I asked. "I used to come here a lot at the start of high school," Hank began, "I came here to get away from all the stress." "When was the last time you came here to paint?" I asked. "The day before I first saw you," Hank replied. "Why'd you stop until now?" I asked. "Do you always ask so many questions?" Hank asked. "I just like to know things," I replied. "I somewhat forgot about this place I guess," Hank answered.

I turned my attention to the view. There weren't many people around. There was no noise. A cool breeze was blowing. This is nice. Hank stared forward and took in the sceenery too. I rested my head on Hank's shoulder. He placed an arm around my waist. We sat in that comfortable silence for what felt like hours. I could get used to doing this. My phone buzzing brought me back to reality. It was a text from Kara. 

K: You should come back now

C: I'll be back shortly

K: Okay

"I need to go back to Cyberlife," I said getting up. "I figured," Hank said following me. "Our moment of peace was nice while it lasted," I said putting on my helmet. "It definately was," Hank replied, starting up his motorcycle. "We should come here again sometime," I suggested shile holding onto Hank. "Definitely," Hank replied before speeding off to Cyberlife. Today was very nice. I'll definitely enjoy coming back to our quiet place. 

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Hey everyone! Sorry for this being a filler chapter. I want you guys, girls and inbetweens to calm down before I move into the next conflict. It's going to deal with a certain permanently scarred boy's past. That'll be here soon (hopefully). Until then, BYE!

-DJJordanne