As Long As You Love Me (A Connor Franta Fanfic)

Wasn't That Fun?

Sasha's Pov

Once Ricky was out of sight I was left alone, several feelings hitting me at once. I stood there, engulfed in my thoughts and blinded by my emotions. The alley began to suddenly feel smaller and breathing became a much harder task than it had initially been before.

This simply can't be. No. Not now. Not here. Not when everything was just about to be okay.. Not when things were about to start going my way. This just can not be happening right now.

Reality became overwhelming and I found that I'd fallen to my knees on the cold, hard ground. I buried my face in my hands and tried to steady the rate at which my chest was rising and falling. He can't be in love with me. He just can't be. It's unfair and impossible. Why the hell wouldn't he tell me? Why would he just allow it to build up inside him until he exploded like that? What the hell?

My phone went off and I nearly had a heart attack. I pulled it from my back pocket and looked to see who it was. The phone lit up and showed a picture of Kian. I reluctantly swiped my finger across the screen to unlock and answer the phone. "W-What.." I said slowly, trying to steady my trembling voice.

"Where the fuck are you?" he growled into the phone. Wait, what? "What's wrong?" I asked quietly. "Just answer my question." he sighed impatiently. "I'm on my way back up. I'm in the elevator right now." I sighed, slowly rising to my feet. "Liar.. Where are you, and why did Ricky walk in here pissed off?" he said. "I'm on my way. I'll tell you later." I sighed, jogging my way back to the hospital. I didn't really feel like Kian's questions right now, so I ended the call and made my way up the many flights of stairs that Ricky ran down like his life depended on it.

I decided to stop at the third floor, praying that they had gone down by now. Luckily, I saw Sam and Trevor patiently waiting outside of what I figured Connor's new room to be. Also, to my relief, Ricky wasn't sitting with them at the moment. I wonder where he went though...

"Where's.." I started to say as I walked up to the other two boys. "In there with Kian. They'll be out in a minute." Sam said, pointing to the room without looking up from his phone. "Thanks.." I muttered quietly, and his head slowly rose to, I suppose, try and decipher what I just said.

"Woah, You look awful. What the hell happened?" He gasped. "Gee, thanks." I repeated, before walking off to the restroom. I walked in and made my way over to the sink. My eyes, against my will, glanced at myself in the mirror and I immediately regretted it. Damn. Sam was right. I look horrible.

I sighed heavily and quickly washed my face with warm water before drying it with a paper towel. I slipped my beanie off my head and laid it on the counter. I then quickly ran my fingers through my hair in a futile attempt to make it look decent. I spent so much time on that this morning.. Fuck life..

Soon, I gave up on trying not to look like a zombie and decided to just deal with it. I quickly slid the beanie back on and walked out. Kian's eyes met mine almost instantly and his mouth dropped a bit. He quickly walked over to me and grabbed my wrist. He pulled me away from everyone else and into another closet. These things sure do come in handy. Good thing they have one on just about every floor..

"Why the fuck have you been crying?" he said calmly once the door was closed behind us. He stood there patiently, waiting for an answer. Despite his calm behavior, his eyes were slightly filled with anger. "Why are you angry, and how do you know I've been crying?" I asked softly.

"I'll tell you when you answer me." he sighed. "Because... I think me and Ricky just fought.." I said slowly. Ok, so I said I think we had a fight because I'm not sure if you can call it that. I mean he just revealed his undying love for me. Okay maybe that was a bit dramatic, but you know what I mean.