Chapter 15

I go upstairs and get changed into my sweat pants and sweater. My uniform is the most uncomfortable piece of clothing I’ve ever wore so I can’t wait to get out of it.

School was great. I got on so well with everyone and Conor was acting like a new person. I loved it.

I turn on the TV in my room and start watching High School Musical 2 that came on telly. It's already half way through but I know what the story's about anyway. I have a soft spot for that movie. I got loads of food and just pigged out while my parents were at work until 9pm.

After that, I decided to put on Paranormal Activity 4 which reminded me of when Jack and I watched it. I don’t know why I watch it, it only makes me scared to walk around the house on my own but I can’t help it. The film's so good.

Half way through, I’m tucked up under my bed, sweating and hiding behind a pillow until I hear a knock on my window making me scream. I hear a loud laugh coming from outside... Conor.

I walk over to my window and let out a breath I didn’t realise I was holding in, when I realise it was only Conor at my window and not some weird paranormal thing. I open the window and Conor’s still laughing at me.

“Conor it’s not funny. You scared the life out of me” I sigh and cross my arms over my chest.

“Aw I’m sorry” he laughs. “What are you even doing?”

“Watching Paranormal Activity four”

“Oh right. You and Jack are terrified of that” he winks, remembering what happened that night.

“Just like you're terrified of spiders” I throw back.

“Are you going to let me in or what?” he snaps, angry at me for bringing it up. I roll my eyes and open my window wider so he can come off my garage and into my room. He jumps in and sits on my bed.

“You’re not interrupting my movie day. I was having fun before you came”

“Yeah, sounded like it” he laughs. I get back in my bed and decide to watch something that won’t scare me. I flick through the channels and see Twilight.

“Yes, Twilight’s on” I fist pump the air making Conor laugh.

“Team Jacob” he mumbles.

“No way! Team Edward” I argue.

“Are you joking. Just look at Jacob’s abs. Oh my god I would definitely-“

“Stop!” I shout before he can say the rest of his sentence. He starts laughing but I tell him to shut up so I can hear the movie. He takes off his leather jacket and throws it on the floor with his shoes. He gets under the covers and puts his arm around my shoulder. I shuffle towards him and put my head on his chest, and he starts playing with a bit of my hair.

To my surprise, he’s silent the whole way though the movie, but it’s a comfortable silence. The film ends and I start to stretch.

“Enjoy?” I ask him.

“I’ve seen better” he says, rolling his eyes. I check the time, 8:30pm and my parents come home in half an hour.

“We have half an hour” I say.

“What do you suggest we do?” he smirks.

“Well we have to start that science project sometime this week” I stand up off the bed.

“You’re joking right?”

“Nope. Come on” I say, holding my hand out. He moans and grabs my hand for me to pull him off the bed. We spend the rest of the night doing theory and coming up with what we’re going to make for the project.

“I’m home” my Mum shouts. I roll my eyes and open the window for Conor.

“Leaving in style” he says, jumping out of the window.

“Bye” I smile and he taps his lips. I bend down and kiss his lips, sending sparks through my body.

“I’ll see you tomorrow” he whispers and tucks a piece of hair behind my ear, giving me a weak smile. I smile back and watch him leave my house just in time.

“Hello love” Mum says, walking into my room.

“Hey Mum” I sigh.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing!” I put a fake smile on my face, sad that Conor had to leave.

“Ok, well I’ll be downstairs if you need anything” she says. I go downstairs and say a quick ‘hello’ to my Dad, before getting some soup and eating upstairs. I stay up there all night and go to sleep thinking of ‘him’ again.

I wake up at 7am by my vibrating phone meaning I have a text. If I keep getting waken up like this every morning, I’m going to stop setting my alarm. I read the text...

From – Conor: morning gorgeous x

Reading it made my heart skip a beat. Waking up to that is perfect, and it was even cuter how he waited until 7am exactly to text it me.

To – Conor: aw, morning x

From – Conor: ;) x

The rest of the week goes the same. Waking up to cute texts, each compliment different every morning. I would go to Conor’s, he would come to mine and I made him do the project. We eventually made a mini car that’s headlights light up. I wrote all the theory and Conor made the car out of little wood pieces.

Today is Friday and I’m going to Conor’s to make the ‘final touches’ to the car. Conor was sick of it. I went to his house straight after school and we went up to his bedroom where the car was. I start arguing with Conor about what colour we should paint the car.

“Conor, we’re having it pink” I say.

“Don’t be stupid. No one has a pink car. We’re having it black”

“That’s such a boring colour though!”

“No it’s not. Pink is, it’s so girly”

“Conor, you’re stressing me out” I snap and storm off into Jack’s room. He’s playing some game on the Xbox that I’m not interested in. I stand in front of his TV making him pause the game. “Jack, do you think we should paint the car pink or black?” I moan, hearing Conor come in the room.

“Um, pink” Jack smirks, and I can tell he only said it to get Conor angry. Suits me...

“What the fuck Jack!?” Conor shouts while I dance around the room “Lucy, this doesn’t mean shit. It’s our car, not Jack's”

“Well it’s two against one so we’re painting it pink” I say sticking my tongue out at him.

“For fuck sake” Conor mutters, pushing his hair back. He only does that when he’s really angry “Can’t we just paint it red? That’s nearly pink”

“But I want it pink” I pout.

“Tough shit. You don’t get everything you want, stop being spoilt”

“Well I was just about to say we’ll paint it red but now you’re being mean” I snap. Jack’s sat on the floor in the middle of me and Conor arguing, laughing his head off at us.

“Lucy please. Let’s just paint it red” he moans but I stay silent. He keeps asking me but I don’t open my mouth. I stay silent for an hour... an hour! I’m sat on his bed in his room picking my nails.

“FINE” he shouts.

“What?” I ask, finally opening my mouth.

“You can paint it pink” he mumbles, giving in. Wow, I didn’t think this was working. “Just please stop ignoring me, I can’t stand it”

“THANK YOU CONOR, I LOVE YOU” I scream, jumping on him and kissing his cheeks.

“Get off me” he laughs. I take his snapback off him and put it on my head. I stop straddling him and look at myself in his mirror wearing the snapback. He just laughs at me. I feel his arms wrap around my waist and he spins me around making me laugh.

“What’s put you in a good mood?” I laugh.

“You’re not ignoring me” he smiles and kisses my nose. I hug him around the waist and smile.

“Come on then. Get the red paint out”

“Red? I thought we agreed on pink”

“Nope, we’re painting it red” I smirk.

“Fuck sake Lucy, I can’t keep up with you” he sighs making me laugh. I love winding him up.

That night, Conor and Jack made me stay the night so as usual, I told my Mum I was staying at Lois’. We had a few drinks and we all slept in Conor’s room (me and Conor on the bed). He gave me some sweats to sleep in.

The next morning I woke up and Conor kisses my cheek.

“Someone’s in a good mood” I yawn and he just shrugs. I go back into the room and see Conor on his phone on the bed.

“You alright?” he asks me.

“Um, well I don’t have any clothes except my uniform”

“Well change into them just before you’re going home so you’re comfortable through the day” he suggests and I just nod.

Conor walks me home at 2pm and when I get in, Mum asks me all the usual questions. What did you do? Did you have fun? Where were you? I walk upstairs after my mini questionnaire and get a shower before changing into sweat pants and a sweater. I spend my day on my laptop and watching films until I hear a knock at my window. I go to the window and see Conor and Jack there.

"You can't come tonight. Mum and Dad aren't at work" I whisper.

"We'll be quiet" Conor says and Jack pretends to zip his lips. I roll my eyes.

"Fine, but I swear to god if Mum and Dad-" I say but get cut off by Jack and Conor jumping through my window, yelling that they can come in.

"What happened to being quiet!?" I snap.

"Sorry" they both say at the same time.

"What are you doing here anyway?" I ask.

"We got bored" Jack says, jumping on my bed and turning on the TV.

"So you decide to come here and annoy me?"

"Yup" Conor says, keeping his eyes locked on my laptop.

"Aw come here" Jack winks, pulling me on top of him on the bed for a hug. I fall on him and give him a hug, laughing my head off before Conor coughs.

"I think he's jealous" Jack whispers, making sure Conor heard.

"Come here baby" I say and straddle Conor. He wraps his arms around my waist making us hug. He kisses my cheek and starts tickling my sides making me laugh really loudly.

"Lucy? What are you doing?" Mum shouts. Conor drops me and I fall off the bed, onto the floor.

"Um, just, on the phone to Eleanor" I shout back.

"Well keep it down" she moans making me roll my eyes.

"Your fault" I whisper to Conor.

"Shut up" he winks.

"Make me"

"Ok" he says and bends over to kiss me.

"I am here you know" Jack says, interrupting us, making us laugh. “Who’s Eleanor anyway?”

“My best friend from Cheshire”

“Oh”

"Let's watch Titanic" I say, getting a moan from the boys.

"Hey, my house, my rules" I smile.

We watch the movie... I say 'we' but Jack and Conor were watching YouTube videos on my laptop. I start crying at the end and Conor notices. He looks at the screen then back at me.

"Aw baby" he says, pulling me in for a hug.

"Oh my god, Lucy" Jack laughs, receiving an evil glare from me and Conor. He puts his hands up in defeat and continues watching the YouTube video he was so interested in. Conor turns the film off and he puts his arm around my waist while we're sat on the bed watching Jack on the laptop.

"I can feel you watching me" Jack says, keeping his eyes locked on the laptop.

"What else are we going to look at?" I ask.

"Watch TV or something"

"Or get out of my house and let me on my laptop" I snap. He turns to look at me and suddenly jumps on top of me and starts tickling me.

"Jack get off me I'm going to scream" I try to whisper so my parents don't hear. "Conor help" I say through breaths but Conor just sits there and laughs at me.

I start screaming and laughing at the same time and Jack falls off the bed when I eventually push him off me. Conor falls off the bed from laughing, and I hear footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Shit" I whisper. "Get in the wardrobe" I snap, pushing Conor, then Jack into my small wardrobe as quickly as possible. I jump on the bed as soon as my Dad walks in the room.

"Lucy what's all the noise?" he asks.

"Sorry I saw a huge spider and fell off the bed" I reply.

"Well can you keep it down? Your mother and I are tired and you're not helping" he snaps, obviously mad that he can't sleep.

"Yeah sure, sorry" I say again and he just nods before walking out of my room, shutting the door behind him. I walk over to my wardrobe and before I can open the door, the boys fall out of it.

"I am never doing that again" Conor says.

"You got it easy Conor, I was next to her underwear" Jack breathes.

"I wouldn't of minded swapping places" Conor shrugs making me laugh.

"Ew" Jack says in a serious tone.

"It was so hot in there"

"Well you shouldn't have tickled me, and you shouldn't even be here" I snap, getting a moan from Jack.

"Conor made me come" he mumbles but covers his mouth straight after. Conor's eyes go the size of golf balls. "Shit sorry, I mean um, no it was my idea, we was bored so we came to see you" he nods, staring at Conor the entire time. I look at Conor and raise my eyebrow.

"It was a joint decision. It wasn't just my idea" Conor lies. I look at Jack to see him smirking.

"Sure it was" I say sarcastically.

"Fuck sake it was. Why would I want to come here?" he snaps.

"Here we go" I sigh and roll my eyes.

"What?"

"You always do this. Ruin our fun"

"Lucy stop" Jack sighs.

"No Jack, I'm sick of it. He can't keep doing this"

"How do I 'ruin fun'?" he asks using his fingers as speech marks. "What fun is there to ruin anyway? I'm bored shitless"

"Get out" I snap.

"Lucy please" Jack moans.

"You can stay, I want Conor out. Now"

"Thanks Jack" Conor says sarcastically, obviously pissed off about Jack telling me about Conor's idea, before opening my window and jumping out.

"Sorry" I say to Jack. I don’t even get why Conor was so bothered about Jack telling me this. I thought it was cute...

"Don't be, it's his fault. Always is. He's going to go mental at me for telling you though" he laughs.

"You can stick up for yourself though. Right?"

"Yeah definitely, I just hate arguing with him, you know?"

"Sorry. He'll come around" I smile.

"Stop being soppy" he laughs and nudges me.

"Sorry"

"Stop saying sorry"

"Sorry" I wink and he rolls his eyes.

I notice it's already 11pm and I've not heard anything from Conor since he left. I decide to text him.

To - Conor: are you ok?

I instantly regret sending it. I don't know why. My phone vibrates straight away.

Wait... He replied?

From - Conor: yup

To - Conor: sorry

I send it without thinking.

"Stop texting him. He'll be fine" Jack laughs.

"I'm not texting him!" I say and he just raises his eyebrow at me as if to say 'I'm not stupid'. Jack stays on my laptop and I can feel myself falling to sleep. Is Jack going to go home?

I don't care. I'm too tired to care. I curl up on my bed next to Jack and wrap my arm around his waist before falling to sleep on his chest.