I have no idea how long I’ve been here, but it feels like weeks. Every day in a hospital is exactly the same to the second. I couldn’t be more bored… But no matter what, Jake was there with me. Conor and One D couldn’t cos they’re famous – obviously! But it was nice to have someone there. My parents haven’t been to see me but with what Jake knows now about his brother, I thinks it’s best for them not to see each other just yet; if ever! Well, I don’t know why I’m complaining now, the doc gave me the all clear to get the hell outta here! I’d throw a party but he told me not to do anything too dramatic! As happy as I was, nothing could escape what Conor said when he was here… As soon as I stepped out the automatic doors, I felt like I was free! I got my phone back from Jake and text Conor straight away.
To: Conor. I’m out and free. Wanna talk? Xx
I was waiting for the vibration, but it never went off. Jake’s not as stupid as me. Once it makes you jump once, you should turn the vibrations off! Although now, how am I gonna know if he contacts me?? I stare at my phone like a loser for a few minutes until it flashes up ‘One New Message’
From: Conor. I’ll come and pick you up now, stay there.
Well, I didn’t appreciate that I got no kisses at the end. He must be pissed about something… Great! What if he wants to break up with me? Oh God. That would be awkward. It would hardly run something like this: ‘Hi Ella, I know you only recently got stabbed by your kidnapper which turned out to be your family friend who had a baby with your mum but I don’t wanna go out with you anymore’ ‘Oh ok, Conor, that seems reasonable!’. It’d end up in a teary, bloody screaming match! ‘One New Message’
From: Louis. Heard you’re out? That’s great news! Hope you’re ok! Meet soon? X
To: Louis. Yeah was tough but I did my time! Gotta meet up with you guys! X
From: Louis. Well just remember I’m stupid and Niall is the best. :p x
From: Louis. Sorry, Niall stole my phone! Idiot. Chat soon? X
To: Louis. Sure! And tell Niall to butt out! :P x
A car pulls up in front of me and Conor winds the window down, nodding to say hi. I grumpily get in the car.
“So what’s this about Conor?” I ask straight away. “You come into the hospital the day I wake up, tell me that and walk out?”
“Ella, now really isn’t the time… Wait till we get into the house, yeah? How are you feeling hun?”
“Don’t you dare ‘hun’ me after that! Tell me, or I’m getting out – whether I have to leap out of a moving vehicle or not. And don’t test me…”
Conor sighs and looks out the window for a second, collecting his thoughts. While looking out the window he speaks to me. Rude, but I can deal with it…
“Michael doesn’t want you to work for us any more…” he blurts out. “He thinks you’ll put me in danger. He said that guy could have killed me!”
“Oh that is bullshit!” I shout. “The guy was after me the whole time. It was all a way to get in my head! Mike’s a useless twat!”
“That’s not very nice…” A voice says from the front of the car. Michael’s head pops into view. Great. Again.
“What kind of shit are you trying to make up here?” I shout at him.
“Make up? P-uh-lease. You could have got Conor, Harry, Zayn, Niall, Liam or Louis killed with your past!” he smirks.
“Sorry, was that not YOUR job to check my past? Don’t remember it being a life story that got me the job! Plus without me, he would have been killed many times!” I say, sure of myself.
“Ella, look… Mike’s just trying to look out for me, yeah?” Conor was siding with Mike?!
“Sorry, since when did you take sides?” I question bluntly.
“Since I’m the one he relies on to stay and work his way up this career. What are you to him? Someone holding him back. You’re a dead weight. You’re drowning him while I’m offering him a life boat. Who’s he gonna pick?” Michael smirks. I shoot my glance straight at Conor, who now looks unsure of himself.
“Well, why don’t you ask Conor how useless I am to him then? I’m pretty sure he’ll say nothing similar to you!” Pulling a face that said ‘Yeah, beat that!’
Conor stutters and stumbles as we both look at him awaiting his reply. “Well… err… I mean she has done a lot for me and she’s always been there to protect me and…” Mike shakes his head and Conor goes silent.
“I know you two were dating. You’re too obvious. I’m not going to pussyfoot around anymore, I’m hiring Conor some male bodyguards and you’re fired. Conor and you will have nothing to do with each other unless you don’t want him to succeed in his dream?”
“Of course I want him to succeed!” I state.
“Well then, you gotta go. You’re a distraction. He’s not writing love songs about you, so it’s not serious. Otherwise, ‘Ella’s eyes’ or some shit would have been a hit right now. But it’s not even a bit on ink on a piece of paper. Let him be free to wander around and kiss someone from a girl band and get publicity… Not be known for dating a girl who likes to punch guys in the face…”
“Mike, I think that’s a little extreme…” Conor mumbles.
“Well, Ella. It was nice meeting you. Bye now…”
I stay silent, my stomach drops and tears fill my eyes. The car pulls up at a set of traffic lights and Mike nods towards the door, so I get out the car, slamming the door closed with all my strength. How fucking dare they! I thought Conor actually cared about me, but obviously his career is more important, he’s just pulled the rug from underneath me while I’m walking up the stairs, cos the fall hurts so much more! I get my phone out and turn in back onto vibrate. If he wants to call later and apologise, I wanna hear it so I can purposely ignore it, or scream down the phone to him. I stood for a second wondering who I could go to for comfort at this time, a time when I’m in a fragile state of mind, and only one person came into my mind…
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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...
