Stolen Hearts (Connor Franta Fanfic)

Chapter 9

Hi guys!!! Gaaah I'm sorry! Don't hate meeeee x( I know I know I said I'd update soon and I am - this is soon compared to when I thought I'd update. I don't have a lot of free time now with work and a show I got cast-ed in on top of school and the clubs I am in. But I had a free day today!! :D so here's a new chappie:) 

Rebeca's P.O.V.

I can't believe I just said that. "I'd love to go anywhere with you"?!?! What was that!? You're stupid! But was this a date? Or were we just hanging out? I shook my head to clear the confusing thoughts.

"Did you hear what I said?" Chuckled Connor.

"Oh, what? Sorry I was thinking." I laughed nervously, kicking myself. Great I probably looked like an idiot.

"No, no it's alright. I asked what's your favorite type of frozen yogurt." Connor inquired.

"Erm..I really like birthday cake or cheesecake..." I thought.

"Oh yea-" Started Connor.

"Or cookies and cream or Irish mint or peppermint or-" I continued not realizing I cut him off.

"Well don't you just like all the flavors!" Laughed Connor.

Turning crimson, I giggled, "Yea, my dad and I used to always get fro-yo on Sundays before I moved here for school." Reminiscing the memories with my family was making me sad. "It was my goal to try every single type of fro-yo whereas my dad always got the exact same thing whenever we went: chocolate, just chocolate. He would say 'Nothing can go wrong with classic old chocolate'." Ending on a positive note.

"Wow your dad must be fun to hang around." Connor said as he held the passenger door open to his burgundy red 2013 Toyota Avalon.

Whoa this is a nice car. I thought as I stepped into the car. Quickly checking my phone, I scanned the texts I received, 1 from Emily and another from Sarah. Replying to their texts to go along and eat without me, Connor opened the door to the driver's side and slid into the seat. Snapping my phone off so their definitely won't be any disturbances this time, I smiled at him. He returning the smile as he backed out I felt the butterflies in my stomach increase from the 10 I had to 100 butterflies ready to burst out. We continued the drive a Fro-Yo nearby in silence that became a bit awkward. Stealing a timid glance at him out of the corner of my eye, I saw him rapidly turn his eyes to the road, catching him looking at me; the both of us chuckling nervously. After what seemed like 50 years, we pulled into the parking lot and Connor turned the car off. Unbuckling my seat belt, I turned to open my door.

"Wait! No! Sit right there." He said as he rushed out of the car.

"Uh..ok?" I sat back in my seat, wondering what was happening.

Within seconds, his face came into view of my window. Grinning widely, he opened my door saying in a 1900's voice, "My lady." while trying to keep a straight face as the accent was terrible. Laughing, I got out of the car.

Nearing the entrance door, I ran up to the door before he could. Opening it I said in the manliest voice I could utter, "My Lord." bowing down to him.

"Oh my god I literally can't even with you!" Connor doubled over in laughter.

Laughing along, I entered along with him inside the tiny, empty Fro-Yo place.

"Hi there! I'll be with you two once you guys have figured out what you want!" Said a tall attractive man as he rushed towards the back, leaving Connor and I alone; unless you count the music in the background playing.