Chapter 102

I wake up to someone crashing into the bedroom door making me shoot up from the pillow. I see Jack struggling to get into the door with the two things he’s holding in his hands so while he isn’t facing me, I quickly put my head back down on the pillow and pretend to sleep, avoiding any conversation he tries to make with me.

“Shit, ouch” he mutters, placing something on my nightstand. I slyly feel around the bed to see if Conor’s in and once I’ve stretched my arm out as far as possible behind me, I come to the realisation that he’s not in.

I turn away from Jack and snuggle up to the duvet move.

“Lucy” Jack whispers. I sigh and just ignore him. “Lucy” he stretches out a moan.

“Yeah, Jack?” I mutter.

“Are you awake?” he asks.

“No, Jack” I reply, moving into a different sleeping position. He’s woke me up now, there’s no way in hell I’m getting comfortable.

“Can we talk?” he asks hesitantly.

"No, Jack"

"Please" he drags out the word. I sigh and turn to face him, picking my head up off the pillow and resting my body on my elbow.

“What about?” I raise my eyebrow.

“Life” he shrugs, smiling slightly. I continue to stare at him and I can tell it’s making him feel uncomfortable. He’s just woke me up, of course I’m angry. “I made you a cup of tea”

“Thanks” I say monotonously, continuing to stare at him. “Is that all?”

“Uh, no” he frowns.

“Okay” I say, sitting up on the bed and taking hold of my cup of tea. “Why is it only half full?” I frown, staring into my mug.

“I spilt a bit on the way here, sorry” he pulls a face.

“I’d spill less if I ran home to England with it” I frown slightly and he starts laughing. “Better drink it quick before it evaporates” I joke, downing the drink and putting it back on the nightstand, looking back at Jack when I’m comfortable.

“Look, I’m so sorry for snapping at you like that yesterday. I know I can’t really blame it on me being in a bad mood but I don’t really have an excuse for it. I wasn’t being reasonable and I know it was unfair of me” he explains.

“Jack, the competition obviously means more to you than our friendship” I frown, sighing slightly.

“Does it fuck! I was just annoyed that you were just giving up on the competition when we’ve all worked so hard on it. I wouldn’t swap our friendship for anything, Lucy”

“Well it seemed that way” I shrug. I feel like I’m being harsh by saying all this but I want to tell him exactly how I feel, rather than just forgiving and forgetting.

“I know it did and I’m sorry. I can’t express enough how sorry I am, Lucy. I should’ve noticed that you were upset yesterday” he sighs.

“I just feel like you and Eleanor together aren’t a good idea anymore” I tell him exactly what I’m thinking. I feel slightly guilty for saying that but he’s my best friend, he should understand me.

“I know. We spoke about things last night and decided that it was unfair that we just kind of ditched you so we’re going to just act how things were before and see where things go from there” he shrugs.

“I don’t want you two to stop what you had going on. I just don’t want to be left out” I assure him. I don’t want to come between things with him and Eleanor.

“No, you’re not. We’re just going to see how things go from here because we both don’t really know what we want yet” he explains and I nod understandingly. “Look, I know I was such a shit best friend yesterday but can we start over? I didn’t mean anything I said and I’m so sorry for everything”

I didn’t want to be near him or even talk to him yesterday but I’m so glad he’s making effort with me. What he did yesterday was uncalled for but he’s explained himself and I can’t really resist.

“It’s okay” I smile slightly. “I’m sorry too for being unreasonable about the competition. I know we’ve worked hard on it and you want to show off your stunt” I smirk.

“I don’t give a shit about the competition anymore, Lucy” he chuckles.

“I’m sorry anyway” I tell him and he smiles. I open my arms and he practically falls into them, squeezing me really tight. “Ow” I moan.

“Shit, sorry” he quickly pulls away. “How are you anyway?”

“I’m actually ten times better. My legs are a bit sore but I’m fine” I smile widely.

“I’m so glad” he returns the smile. The bedroom door suddenly opens again and Conor comes strolling through.

“Where have you been?” I frown.

“Sorry, Eleanor kept talking to me” he shrugs and his eyes flash over to Jack. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Conor, leave it. We’re fine” I warn him. He just sighs and walks to the other side of the bed.

“Eleanor wants to talk to you” Conor mumbles. I just nod.

“Shall I go and get her?” Jack asks me.

“Yes please” I smile. He gets up off the side of my bed and walks out of the room. I notice that all the chairs from yesterday have left the room and the duvets that Conor threw have also gone. “Don’t be tight to Eleanor” I warn him before Eleanor comes through.

“I’ll try. Kind of hate her though” he shrugs, smirking slightly.

“Of course you do” I wink. Seconds later, Eleanor walks in the room with a huge smile plastered on her face. My face drops because I need to look serious but I guess if I’ve forgiven Jack, it’s only fair to forgive her.

“Hey” she sits down on the side of the bed and hesitantly looks over at Conor, only to receive a deathly glare from him.

“Hi” I nod. She keeps looking back and forth between me and Conor and I can tell she feels awkward. “Conor, please can you get me a drink?” I turn to him. He looks at me then back to Eleanor, before getting off the bed and walking straight out of the room, glaring at Eleanor the whole time. I think he gets that I just wanted some privacy and I don’t actually need a drink. Jack’s just brought me a cup of tea... Well, half a cup.

“Lucy, I’m so so sorry about everything. I should’ve came and checked on you rather than being so distracted by Jack. I know I was being a shit friend but I do care about you. I was just completely distracted by what was going on between Jack and I to even realise you were upset” she explains and I just nod, knowing that she wants to continue. “And I shouldn’t have turned on you because you didn’t want to do the competition. I know you had your reason for it and instead of just completely turning on you, I should have at least talked you into doing it or asked why you didn’t want to do it”

I laugh dryly, “It’s fine”

I just want this argument over and done with now. I can’t be bothered falling out with my best friend. We barely ever argue.

“I feel like such a bad friend” she sighs.

“You’re an amazing best friend. You’ve made a mistake but you had the balls to apologise for it” I shrug and she laughs slightly.

“Love you, Lucy” she smirks, pulling me in for a hug.

“Love you too” I giggle.

“Lucy, what the hell!?” Dad interrupts our conversation by barging into the room.

“What have I done now?” I sigh.

“There is no way you’re doing that competition after your fall” he frowns, standing next to the bed and looking down at me.

I sigh, “Stop treating me like I almost died or something. I only passed out and I’m going to completely fine in the competition!”

“You don’t understand! Lucy, I had to sit next to you for about an hour and a half just waiting for you to wake up, and you actually think I’m going to let you compete in some resort rubbish?” he snaps, staring at me like I’m stupid.

“What the hell, Dad? You knew that I was going to wake up and be perfectly fine. I’m feeling completely normal right now so why can’t I do it?” I argue, sitting up on the bed. Conor, Jack, Matt and Eleanor circle the bed and stare at the two of us arguing.

“You’re not doing it, end of” he starts to walk out of the room.

“No, that’s not fair. I’m doing the competition whether you like it or not” I shake my head and start to get out of bed.

“No you’re not!” he turns around to look at me.

“Try stopping me!” I snap and he just stares at me in disappointment. “Look Dad, I’m completely fine” I stand up from the bed to prove a point. “You’re being way too overprotective when it’s unnecessary”

“The doctors have told you to rest, and doing a load of stunts on a snowboard is not helping” he frowns, walking back towards my bed.

“Well after the competition I’ll rest however long you like. But I need to do this competition. I’ve worked so hard on it, Dad, and it’s not fair that you’re just stopping us all from doing it” I sigh. He looks at me in understandment and lets out a deep sigh.

“I’m not sure”

“Come on Dad, I’ve been really looking forward to doing it. It’s the only fun I’m going to have for the rest of the holiday now by the sound of things so please just let me do this one thing” I plead. He frowns and looks over at Matt.

“Go on Adam” Matt nods and I laugh slightly.

“Dad, please” I beg. He looks over to me in concentration before he shuts his eyes and shrugs. He opens them up and sighs.

“Okay, fine” he shrugs and I start squealing. “But you rest straight after it. And don’t tell your Mum I let you do it. Say you sneaked out or something”

“Thank you, Dad!” I smile widely, wrapping my arms around his neck. He starts laughing before he pulls away.

“Are you sure you’re going to be alright?” he frowns.

“One hundred and ten percent” I smile and he rolls his eyes. “And speaking of Mum, does she know what happened?”

“Yeah, I called her this morning. I didn’t want to call her last night because you weren’t waking up which would’ve panicked her loads, and she probably would’ve been asleep” he shrugs. “But she wanted to fly over here this morning but I explained that you’re perfectly fine and stuff and she doesn’t need to worry about anything, but she’s expecting a phone call off you soon”

“Oh so you tell Mum I’m perfectly fine but don’t even believe it yourself” I smirk.

“I’d tell her anything to stop her from flying over here, Lucy” he jokes and I start laughing. “Make sure you give her a call” he tells me before walking out of the room. Matt soon follows after him, leaving me, Conor, Jack and Eleanor in my room.

“Can we all stop being awkward now?” I break the silence.

“I got you another cup of tea” Jack smiles, holding the mug up slightly to prove his point.

“And it’s full!” I gasp.

“Oh god, is that what I stepped in before? My sock was soaked from little puddles leading to this room” Eleanor cringes.

“How the hell do you manage to spill so much?” I start laughing and he just moans. I look over at Conor and just see him sat at the end of the bed staring at me. I walk over to his side and sit next to him, before turning around and seeing Eleanor and Jack walking out of the room.

“What’s up?” I frown.

“Nothing” he shrugs.

“It’s clearly something, Conor” I sigh.

“I’m just thinking about what you said yesterday” he mutters, “about my past”

“Conor, I said I was sorry about that. I was just really angry” I explain. I feel so bad that something I said out of anger has had such a big affect on him.

“But you must think it. You can’t just say something like that because you’re angry” he frowns. I don’t really know what to say... I feel awful. “My past was shit, I get it. But since I’ve met you, I’ve moved on from all that. I thought you knew. I feel like you think all this stuff about me but you’re too scared to say anything”

“No, Conor-“

“If you accept me, then you should accept my past too and don’t hold it against me when we have an argument” he interrupts me. He runs his fingers through his hair and looks away from me. “If you can’t accept my past then don’t plan a future with me”

I feel so bad that he’s actually been thinking about the argument so much for him to be hurt over it. I literally said it purely out of anger and I knew I shouldn’t have done as soon as I said it. I do accept his past, of course I do, but I just said that because I knew it would get to him. He hadn’t been with me all day and I was just so angry.

“Conor, I do accept your past, of course I do” I frown. “I wouldn’t be with you if I didn’t. But you just made me so angry yesterday and I knew that bringing up your past would get to you. I didn’t mean any of it and I don’t think that about you. I’m just happy that you’ve stopped all that for me. I’m really grateful” I assure him, making him smirk slightly. “I love you, Conor and you’re past isn’t going to change that”

“I love you too” he smirks.

“So can we just forget about that argument now and move on?” I ask.

“I guess” he shrugs and I smile before wrapping my arms tightly around him. He laughs slightly before pulling away and looking in my eyes. “By the way, you forgave those two way too easily”

“Shut the fuck up, Conor” I say monotonously whilst walking out of the bedroom. I hear him burst out laughing before joining me in the living room with everyone. “What time is it?” I ask no one in particular.

“Just gone two o’clock” Jack tells me, glancing down at his watch then back to the telly. 2pm already!?

“Shouldn’t we be practising?” I frown making Eleanor’s and Jack’s heads shoot up in sync.

“Hell yeah!” Eleanor smiles before running into her room.

-

“Mum, I’m completely fine, I promise” I laugh, placing my phone on the windowsill because my arm’s too tired from holding it up to see Mum on FaceTime. She’s asked me at least 10 times if I’m alright.

“Okay, good. Are you sure you don’t want to just come home? Your Dad won’t mind, love” she looks at me in pity.

“I’m positive, I want to stay here” I assure her.

“Okay, whatever” she sighs.

“Are you okay, Lucy?” Lauren pops her head in front of the phone screen.

“Yeah, I’m fine thanks Lauren” I smile.

“Good! Eleanor best be taking care of you” she calls. I can only see my Mum’s face so Lauren’s probably doing something behind camera.

“Oh she is” I giggle.

“And is Conor?”

“Yep! He’s being overprotective” I roll my eyes.

“Hey!” Conor pouts. It’s only me and Conor in our room at the moment. I’m sat on the bed talking while Conor gets changed into his snowboarding stuff.

“I like overprotective, Conor. It’s fine” I smirk and he winks. That was hot...

Lauren laughs, “Okay well I’ll talk to you soon. Tell everyone I said hi”

“I will do, bye!”

“Bye, Lucy. Bye, Conor!” she calls.

“See you!” Conor calls back.

“Well I think I’ll get going too, Lucy. I’ll call you soon” Mum smiles.

“Okay, Mum. Bye, love you” I wave.

“Love you too. Bye, Conor” she smiles.

“Bye, Marie. Love you” Conor teases, popping his head in front of the phone when he’s changed.

“Love you too” she rolls her eyes playfully, before ending the call.

“Your Mum loves me” Conor smirks.

“Keep dreaming” I roll my eyes.

“She likes me more than Jack” he says in all seriousness.

“Nah, Jack and her have a better relationship than you two” I tease and his face drops.

“Does he balls” he chokes and I start laughing.

“Are you ready?” I change the subject.

“Yep” he nods. I take off my dressing gown that was covering up my snowboarding clothes in front of my Mum, and swap it for my snowboarding jacket.

“Let’s go” I smile.

“Wait!” Conor comes to a halt.

“What?” my face drops when I nearly bash into him.

“Have you got your helmet?” he asks and I raise an eyebrow.

“Yes, Conor” I chuckle slightly, making him smirk.

“Let’s go then"