New Job (Conor Maynard and One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 12 - Catch up!

The main entrance is like a minute away. I could be walking into the end of my life. If this was my kidnapper, he was hardly going to hug me and take me to dinner. For some reason, all those years ago he kidnapped me, and he wanted me for some reason… What did he want from me? As soon as he knew which of me and my twin was ‘Ella’ he wouldn’t take his eyes off me… if Alice hadn’t have kicked his chair and Jake hadn’t thrown things at him to protect me they may have still been alive, but would I have been? What would have happened? Was he gonna kill me? Torture me? Rape me? Keep me hostage to gain from my family? Who knows, but right now I could be walking right towards him… I mean who else could it be?

Nervously I walk to the main entrance, and as I open the door, the lights blind me and all I can see is a shadow of a man.

“Ella?” This voice I didn’t recognise said to me. I waited for my eyes to adjust but who was he?

“Yeah, who are you?” I say bluntly. It felt like an eternity of silence before he answered.

“Jake” He stumbled. “I-I-It’s…” he stopped and run his hand over his face. “I dunno what to say! Stupid isn’t it?”

I let out an almighty laugh. Not cos this was funny, but because it was impossible and my brain couldn’t compute anything about this situation.

“That’s not possible… it’s been 2 years…” I said quietly.

“And 3 months…” He replied. “Since the day you ran out of that van…” His sentence got quieter and the end was inaudible. I walk over to this man, stand right in front of him and stare at his face. It does resemble Jake’s a lot, and I’d know, I stared at it enough! His big brown eyes, his black hair, his tanned skin. My God… It was him. Immediately my heart sped up and my cheeks blushed.

“What happened?” I ask. I didn’t need to say any more in that sentence, he knew what I meant. He looked at the floor.

“I checked on Alice, but I assumed you’d done that already… and I was getting out of the van but he grabbed my leg, pulled me towards him. He told me I had to do everything he said or he’d kill me and you. I walked along the road with him, trying to hitch a road. Some poor old man let us in his car and he killed him and stole the car… I was so scared… he drove us to some country house in the middle of nowhere and kept me locked in the basement. The only time I was allowed out of that was to do his chores. I was stuck there for 6 months with him pretending I was his son… but for some reason one day he made us move to another house… He spent the next 6 months scanning everything on the internet and newspapers looking for you. He was obsessed… One day when I was washing up, I heard him say he had found you and I panicked, smacking him over the head with a pan and making a run for it to the nearest town. I lay low there for a while. I knew if I was to find you I’d have to do research too, but you don’t do anything. I was ready to give up, thinking you’d been caught by him or you’d left the country and this #FindElla thing was on twitter, I thought it was worth a shot and travelled back…!”

I stood there, still, silent and shocked. Jake was here, in front of me. He looked amazing, in some baggy faded jeans, a tight tank top and a big hoodie, which looked so inviting. I often wore Jake’s hoodies when I was round, they were so warm and they always smelt of him. (Creepy? No! Maybe…) When I was like 15, I stole one and kept it at my house… it was the best thing ever… I wore it every day after school and when it had to be washed, I felt so empty and alone. It was like my comfort blanket. Well that year, for Christmas, Jake wrapped up another of his hoodies. It was the best Christmas present I had ever had… And to this day, I still have it, in my wardrobe. I didn’t wear it though, cos I thought he was gone…

“Ella, are you alright?” Jake snapped me out of my thoughts.

“Oh yeah, sorry, I was just thinking… It’s been forever… I thought I’d lost you! Do your family know you’re back?” I asked but I noticed him tense up.

“I’d rather not talk about those arseholes…” Jake never said anything bad about his family, so I knew it was something I wouldn’t ask about; well not yet anyway!

I just grinned. “It’s so great to see you!” I cried out and ran at him, jumping at him for a hug like I used to. I wrapped my legs round his waist and he put his hands under my bum to hold me up. The contact between me and him made me tingle, and I just wanted to stay in this moment forever, or kiss him… All the feelings I had put behind me have suddenly flooded back!

“Hey, Ella? I was just checking if you were-” Conor walked through the main entrance and saw me hugging this man he didn’t know. “What the fuck is this?” His tone suddenly changed. Even then I still didn’t want to move, I’d buried my head in Jakes neck and I was so comfortable here… But Jake let me go and I slowly slid to my feet and turned round. I barely wanted to look Conor in the eyes. “What the fuck are you doing with my girlfriend?” Conor shouted as he stormed over to Jake.

“Conor! Don’t…” Is all I could say and he stopped in front of me. His face looked angry, but his eyes were filled with hurt. “This is Jake…” I said. Saying his name made me want to squeal and jump around like a child seeing their favourite band. I loved him so much, he was just my life and—Woah… Did I just say that? Oh shit… There I’m stood with Conor, who minutes ago said he loved me, and I am in my head saying how much I love Jake? Oh God…

“But I thought Jake was…” Conor’s sentence trailed off.

“We all did. But hey, I’m here!” Jake said, trying to lighten the mood. “So Ella, when were you gonna tell me you had a boyfriend?” He turned to me. My brain wasn’t even making sense of this situation. I suddenly, after seeing Jake, could have dumped Conor then and there for Jake and not thought about it…

“Err, a couple of months we’ve been going out… it’s complicated though…” I spat out.

“How?” Conor asked immediately, looking confused.

“Cos we cant say we’re going out. Cos of the paps? I am your bodyguard and—”

Jake let out a guffaw.

“You’re his bodyguard?” he laughed. Conor looked unimpressed.

“Look, Ella, I can understand you’re shocked and everything, but right now we have One Direction waiting for sound checks, and we gotta get stuff together for—” Conor is interrupted by Harry walking into the main entrance.

“Woah, who’s having a meeting of beautiful people and didn’t invite me?” He chuckled.

“Harry, this is my bestest friend, Jake. Jake, this is Harry” I say, smiling.

Jake held his out his hand and shook Harry’s. Everyone looked so small next to Jake’s towering 6ft 2 frame.

“Anyway, I’ll go and let you guys get on with whatever…” Jake said, looking sad. I think Harry noticed this because he jumped in front of him.

“Well why not stay? Every day’s a party with Harry around!” he says pointing at himself. Jake’s face lit up.

“That’d be amazing, thank you! I have a lot of catching up to do!!” Jake smiled looking at me. I smiled back and looked over to Conor, his face so angry…