Chapter 13 - Unlucky for One...

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For the rest of the time we all sat together, Conor was giving evils to Harry (for inviting Jake along with us) and Jake (me and him were still catching up!). Zayn and Louis noticed Conor’s evil glares and whispered something to Harry, causing him to whisper back and shrug. I couldn’t care what any of them were saying, I was having a good time talking to Jake and when they all go off to sound check, me and him can talk about anything… He was the person you could tell anything to and not feel awkward about it; we discussed illnesses, boyfriends and girlfriends, sexual experiences, who we fancied, any family or friend issues – it was great. And I missed it A LOT! But now he’s back and this smile could not be wiped from my face.

“Ella?” Conor sounds upset, and looking more into his eyes, I realised he was hurt. That smile faded.

“Yeah?” I say, sympathetically.

“Can we talk outside for a moment?” I could feel everyone’s eyes staring at the back of me, eager for my reply and also wondering why this was happening. I knew if I turned round and said ‘No, I’m talking to Jake’ that it would have killed him.

“Yeah sure!” I say and get up, walking towards the door with him. I stopped just outside the door but he kept walking.

“I want to talk in complete privacy…” He said walking into his dressing room. I follow slowly. This could only be something bad… I walk in and Conor didn’t face me, he was facing the wall, yet he started the conversation anyway.

“Are we ok?” He started.

Shocked I stood there in silence. How could he think something like that after I’ve seen Jake for like 1 hour? “Of Course” I say with a smile, but realise he can’t see my comforting smile when he’s facing the wall.

“Well it’s just… I know you really liked him before he disappeared and I was just checking, cos if you have feelings for him, I’d rather know now than go on with you not liking me…” I could hear his voice break. God why did you have to answer the prayer I’ve been saying every night for 2 years NOW? Could you not have let him turn up 2 weeks ago? Months? So Conor wouldn’t have fallen for me?

“Conor, I had to get over him, I thought he was dead… I am more happy that he is alive than anything, don’t worry about us. We’re fine. I love you.” I barely even knew what I said. I shocked myself. I did love him, but my mind was beyond confused! When I saw Jake at the main entrance, I would have been happy to say ‘See ya!!’ to everyone there and ran off with him. But now I’m saying there’s nothing? The more I think about it the more I realise that now Jake is more of a best buddy, Conor is my boyfriend. They’re two different parts of my life and I need to realise that! Conor slowly turned round to face me, a smile starting to form on his face. He nodded at what I had said and walked up to me, planting a soft, loving kiss on my lips before walking out. The two of us walked back into the room where One Direction and Jake were getting along, and all conversation came to a halt, all eyes were on us.

“Can I help any of you?” Conor grinned. “Don’t you have a sound-check to do?” He said pointing towards the door.

“Don’t you?” Liam answered sarcastically, nodding his head towards the door. “It’s your show too you know!” I just grinned. These guys were hilarious, each one of them with a different type of humour. It’s funny, cos (unknown to any of them) I really didn’t like their music. I mean, they sung all about how beautiful all girls are and how great they treat their girlfriends, yet I felt like a grandma when I was in the same room as them… But I was only 20… Louis was older than me, Zayn barely a few months younger. Anyway, every time a One Direction song came on, I had to declare how I didn’t like it, or someone had to change the channel – but the guys themselves were really nice. It was difficult to know a lot about them unless you knew them, I assumed they’d all be big-headed and cocky, knowing millions of girls would throw themselves at them every second of the day, but really they were down to earth and real, what annoyed me annoyed them too and that was good.

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