Two Worlds: Connor Franta

Oh.

Becky's POV:

"Connor? Connor? Connor!"

Connor? Connor? I am calling Mary!"

I picked up Connor's phone, scrolled through his contacts and found Mary.

This is what the contact looked like: Mary😍😘😚😗😙😂😏😻💏💑🍄🍑

Ugh.

I called Mary.

She didn't pick up.

I called her again.

She picked it up this time.

"Connor, can you not see it is 2:00 a.m.

Mary! Mary!

Becky?

Yes, Becky!

Why do you have Connor's phone.

I am at his house.

Oh.

Yeah. You have to come over!

Why?

Connor is unconscious!

What?

Yeah, he was telling me how much he loved me then blacked out.

Oh.

Yeah.

Alright I am coming over."

I ended the call and waited for revenge to come.

She came in about ten minutes.

I opened the door and she ran straight past me.

"Connor! Connor!"

She shook him like a rag doll.

She shook her head, picked up his phone, and called 911.

She told them all the information and looked out the window.

After that call we waited anxiously.

I wasn't going to be nice (duh) even though Connor told me to be.

She had been pranking me all week.

She started up a conversation to pass time.

"So are you and Connor like a thing now?

Yep, he's mah Bæ.

Oh...... That's nice.

Yeah. We have been cuddling together all evening, commenting on how we are both breathtaking.

Oh.

Hey weren't you guys a thing earlier in the year.

Yeah. We were."

Yes! I made them break up!

Connor is mah Bæ.

Hee! Hee!

I looked at Connor.

Oh, Connor you are so handsome.

I just have to be nice to everyone when he is around so he might think I changed.

I didn't.

I am still evil to the core.

Now, Mary's social life will be ruined.

I kissed Connor for a long time.

It seemed to upset her.

I did it again. This time, harder.

He would never know.

At least that is what thought.