I lay on my bed, face pushed into my fluffed up pillows, sobbing quietly. I don’t know what affected me more – seeing my best friend kissing the first guy I’ve fancied since Jake, or her just blurting my life out to complete stranger when no one but her and my family knew what happened. I lost people because of it, I became a recluse, I became angry, frustrated and short-fused with everyone and people walked out on me. She knows all this, yet sits there blurting out my life to him – someone who doesn’t even know I got fired from my last job…
My phone buzzes a few times but I ignore it. I’m not going to speak to either of them ever again. Harsh? Well maybe more like a few days. At the moment I can’t confront them cos I don’t want to have to talk about it. I don’t want to remember that ending. Why do I tell her these things? She’s always been a blabbermouth and cant keep my stuff but I made her swear blind that she wouldn’t tell anyone about my life. I’m thankful to her for putting up with me for the first few months after it happened, but now I’m beginning to think it wasn’t worth the trouble…
My phone buzzes again, it seems continuous. I turn my phone over and look at the screen and see Conor is calling me. Well I am not answering this! I press the phone down button. ‘8 Unread Messages’ I’m not reading these either… My phone buzzes again. Conor can you stop trying to call me?! I give in and answer it, I’ll be blunt, but after all it’s not his fault I have a useless friend.
“Hello?” I answer
“Ella, its Conor. You alright?” Conor sounds concerned.
“I don’t wanna talk about it!” I say sternly.
“Look, I can come round and pick you up if you want? We can talk about it? I’m here for you if you need-”
“I don’t want to talk about it.” I say interrupting.
“I’m not going to force you, Ella, that’s not my job!” I feel bad, no matter how harshly I say things, he’s obviously trying to help. Maybe I should just tell him everything. No! What am I thinking? Look how that ended up last time. He’ll no doubt tell a reporter or something… He can’t be trusted! “Remember though, I have my gig tonight. I need you there to protect me from screaming girls!”
“Yes, I know. Don’t think I’m gonna be able to make it. Sorry.” I say frankly. Why should I? He wants to jump onto my best friend the night he meets her then…
“She kissed me.” Conor says embarrassedly.
“Sorry?”
“I said no to her, but she kept pushing forward… Ask her if you don’t believe me. I took her hand off my knee. Look, I don’t really wanna talk about this over the phone, can we meet up?”
A single tear runs down my face, though I was relieved. Well relieved with him, angry at her. Seriously, Hannah was going to get it…
“Yeah, ok then. Where do you want me to go?”
“I’ll come to you.” He says and hangs up the phone. I jump up; I gotta get ready for him! Running into the bathroom, I redo my smudged makeup, comb through my hair and style it into a side plait and brush my teeth again before admiring myself in the mirror. I throw off the clothes I’d wept in and changed into an oversized grey jumper, some leggings and a pair of biker boots. Why am I making all this effort? I only rushed around like this for Jake… God I must like this Conor guy. But I don’t even know him!!
There’s a knock at the door. I run over, open it and smile profoundly. The post man…
“Package for Ella?” He says.
“Yep, that’s me!” I say.
“Sign here please…” He holds out an electronic device. I scribble my signature as well as I can. “Thank you, here you go.” He says, handing me a little box shaped package. Strange, I’ve not ordered anything recently… I go to open it but get distracted as Conor walks down to my house. Ah he looks amazing… Wearing those skinny jeans that I adore so much on him. SNAP OUT OF IT! I cant be thinking like this!! I throw the package down and greet Conor with a hug. My day should be a lot better now.
Before we sat down, he told me about Hannah, he apologised too many times and i could tell he felt bad.
"Dont worry, I'm not mad at you!" I say sympathetically.
"I'm sorry, i should have made it more obvious to her that i didnt want that!" He said, his head in his hands.
"Conor, what's the big deal? Why are you so affected by this?" I question, my head tilted to the side.
"I... I'm not sure... I mean, i can't get you out of my head. This is gonna sound so stupid... But seriously, since the first day we met you've been in my mind. Admittedly then i was baffled and thought you just enjoyed walking around hitting people but you know!" He giggled. His laugh was so cute and it made me smile.
"I'm sorry for overreacting, i tackled Hannah to the floor. Looking back on it now i'm so embarrassed! I said, looking sad.
"I probably would have done the same if someone told you my life story!" He smiled. "I'd have jumped on them like they were my prey and i was a lion!" He imitates the lion attacking the prey and again, i laugh.
"I've not told many people about my sister and Jake... In fact she was the only person who wasnt family to know... See we were-" I was ready to pour my heart out but Conor interrupts. Is there some sort of issue here?
"You dont have to tell me if you don't want to..." He says politely, placing his hand on my knee. I put my hand on his and nod.
"I'm fine... Honestly. We were kidnapped, Jake, Alice - my twin. Jake was, like, my best friend, but i had a school-girl crush on him. We got on so well yet i never told him i liked him. Anyway, this kidnapper man, he didnt know i had a twin, but neither of us were prepared to let anyone get hurt, so whatever he said, we kept quiet. He kept asking 'which one of you is Ella?' but we never answered. For some reason he chucked us in his van, and while driving, i checked on Jake. Thats what gave it away. The driver sped up, keeping his eye on me through the rear-view mirror. We all knew i was gonna get hurt. How or why, we had no clue. But i felt like that stare was one of a killer. My sister began kicking the back of his chair, screaming, and Jake threw things at him. He tried to grab my sister's legs but lost control of the vehicle. We swerved, span, tipped over and... I dont remember..." I look over at Conor, his face horrified at the story. "Well i woke up, and we're all laying inside this van, lifeless. I move myself to sit up and notice the van is upside down. My sister lay with loads of things on her. I moved them all, but no matter what i tried she never moved. Scared, i checked her pulse, but nothing..." I break down. Tears stream down my face and Conor puts his arm round me. "The driver began to move, and i panicked. I heard Jake move and looked over to him mouthing 'Run' so i did. Without question, i jumped out of the van and ran, i didnt even look back. I never knew what happened to him or the kidnapper. Neither of them were found around the accident site and they went of the missing persons site, but nothing..." Conor hugs me tightly.
"Its alright. You have such courage to tell me that, and i appreciate it..." He smiles, kissing the top of my head. Its a lovely moment, one i want to hang onto forever, but his phone rings. He tuts and rolls his eyes before answering it.
"Mike!" He tried to sound cheery. "Yeah i know i have a gig today.... Yes, i think Ella is gonna be there... Ok, yeah come pick me up at Ella's then.
Great, thanks Mike. Well i best get myself for my first day of work...
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New Job (Conor Maynard and One Direction Fan Fiction)
FanfictionA difficult year leads Ella to make some choices in life she wouldnt usually make. She accepts a job she wouldnt never have thought about that leads her to meet the likes of Conor Maynard and One Direction. How does this affect her life? Not your ty...
