Chapter 74

Conor’s POV

I make my way to Lucy’s house to pick her and El up and take them ice skating. I can’t be fucked doing this but it seems to please Lucy. If she’s happy, I’m happy.

I get to her front door and knock three times before Eleanor swings the door open, smiling at me widely.

“Hey” I smile, giving her a hug.

“Hey, Lucy’s upstairs” she steps aside for me to walk in. I make my way upstairs and knock on Lucy’s door in case she’s getting changed or something. Before she can respond, I swing the door open and see her putting on some gloves, so I step through the door and throw myself on her bed. The best thing about sleeping at Lucy’s is her bed. It’s the comfiest thing I’ve ever slept in.

“Hello to you too” she looks at me through her wardrobe mirror. I just smirk and look her up and down. She’s wearing jeans and a sweater and she still manages to look perfect, fuck me.

“You look nice” I compliment her, staring at her ass in her tight jeans. She probably can’t see me looking because she’s got her back to me, checking her final image in the mirror.

“Thank you” she smirks, turning around to face me. I snap out of my thoughts about her ass in them jeans and manage to make eye contact with her. I frown slightly.

“Why are you so wrapped up?” I tilt my head. She’s wearing a hat, scarf and gloves.

“We’re going ice skating” she says as if it’s obvious.

“Exactly, we’re not going to the fucking North Pole”

“Well don’t come complaining to me when you’re cold” she raises her eyebrow before sitting next to me on the bed.

“Alright” I smirk, leaning into her slightly. She wraps a leg around my waist and straddles me, so I put my hand on her cheek and lean in but she puts a finger on my lips. I pull away and frown.

“Later” she smirks.

“Fucking tease” I laugh. “Wait, does that mean I’m invited to stay over tonight?” I wink.

She pretends to think, “If you’re good”

“I’m always good” I shrug but she just stares at me as if I have 3 heads. “Come on, time to go” I stand up and put my hand out for her. She takes hold of it so I pull her off the bed and we meet El downstairs.

“Finally” Eleanor sighs, rising from the sofa and walking over to us.

“Are we going straight there?” Lucy asks me.

“No, we’re going back to mine to meet Jack and the rest of the boys and then we’ll go” I tell her and she nods. Jack was taking the piss getting ready so I just left him there with everyone. It would’ve helped if we came off that PS4 sooner rather than 15 minutes before we had to leave. It’s so addictive. I literally had to drag myself off that game.

We arrive back at my house and see all the boys sat talking in the living room.

“Stay away from him tonight” I mumble to Lucy, referring to Ben. She sighs heavily and looks up at me with a frown.

“Why?” she crosses her arms and stops walking before we enter the living room where Ben’s sat.

“Because he’s trouble”

“He didn’t do anything wrong! You’re just changing the story!” she whispers so no one else can hear.

“Don’t argue with me, Lucy. I’m telling you to stay away from him, that’s all” I shrug. If he thinks he’s going near her while she’s ice skating, he’s mistaken. I know what he’s like. He thinks this ‘holding hands on the ice’ shit is romantic.

“Whatever” she mumbles before walking into the living room. I roll my eyes at her lack of a comeback and follow her into the room.

“Are we going then?” I ask everyone.

“Is Conor excited?” Mike smirks making the majority of the group laugh.

“It shuts at seven so if you want any fucking time there, I suggest we go now” I frown. The 2 minute argument that me and Lucy have just had has pissed me off already. I’d usually laugh at what Mike said but I’m pissed off. I don’t even want to fucking go to this ice rink. I’ve heard it’s shit anyway. I don’t see how people find slipping on ice entertaining.

“Alright! Calm down” Mike mumbles so I just glare at him. We eventually get out of the house and meet the rest of the girls at the ice rink.

Once we’ve all got our ice skating shoes on, we one by one step on the slippy as fuck ice. I stay with Lois because she’s the only one that seems to know what she’s doing. Why the fuck did I agree to do this again?

“You alright?” Lois smirks, seeing me hold onto the sides of the rink.

“Don’t take the piss” I frown at her and she laughs slightly.

“Maybe if you let go of the side you’ll be able to move” she smiles. I cough and let go of the side. “There you go, come on” she grabs my hand and we start to skate around the rink. I’m fucking flying through this rink, not gonna lie. “How are things with you and Lucy then?” Lois asks as we turn a corner.

“Good” I simply say, slowing down slightly.

“What have you done now?” she moans. She’s probably one of the only people that could get away with saying that because I’ve known her for so long.

“I told her to stay away from Ben and she’s pissed off at me” I turn around to see Lucy laughing with Alex. At least she’s not with Ben. I know Alex won’t try anything.

“I’d be pissed off too”

“Why?” I frown.

“You can’t just tell her who she can and can’t hang around with. He is part of our group Conor. They’ll communicate at some point whether you like it or not”

“No one see’s where I’m coming from. He was fucking holding her hand and shit in London and he’s constantly flirting with her. He doesn’t fucking give up and she expects me to not keep an eye out for her” I huff.

“I know where you’re coming from but you just need to loosen up a bit. I think we both know Ben won’t do anything. He’s scared shitless of you, Conor” she laughs dryly and I do the same. I know he’s scared of me but I know that won’t stop him from making a move on Lucy. He needs to back off and know his boundaries.

Lucy’s POV

“Last time I came here, I broke my arm” Alex tells me as we skate down the side of the rink.

“No you didn’t” I gasp before bursting out laughing. I need to stop before I fall over. Olivia and Leila fell earlier and it looked painful. Last time I came ice skating was years ago. I can’t even remember when. “Let’s do some tricks” I gasp, grabbing Alex’s hand and pulling him into the centre of the rink where barely anyone skates.

“I tell you that I once broke my arm here and you still want to try tricks?” Alex looks at me as if I’m crazy.

“It’ll be fun, chill out” I shrug and he rolls his eyes.

“Right, what are we doing?”

“I don’t know. Let’s try skating backwards” I suggest, attempting to moonwalk along the ice. Alex just stares at me before he starts to laugh. “You try”

“Alright” he nods confidently. He tries to do it but falls flat on his bum. I burst out laughing as he sits on the floor sulking.

“Come on” I hold in my laugh and try to help him up with my hand, before he pulls me down with him. “Dickhead!” I laugh, trying to stand up.

“Fuck sake, my ass is wet now” Alex complains, brushing ice off his bum when he stands up.

“You’ll live” I roll my eyes and look over and Conor and Lois flying round the corners of the rink.

“Why aren’t you with Conor?” he frowns, noticing me staring. I snap out of my thoughts and return my full attention back to Alex.

“He’s being a dick” I moan.

“What’s he done now?” he laughs. I notice how he asks what Conor has done, obviously knowing it’s Conor’s fault.

“He’s telling me to stay away from Ben because of what happened in London” I frown.

“I don’t blame him. If Ben was acting like that with my girlfriend, I’d go ape shit. Conor’s kind of playing it cool when you think about it”

“What do you mean?” I tilt my head slightly.

“Well remember when Conor found out about you sleeping with Ben?” he asks and I nod hesitantly. I didn’t sleep with Ben, I slept in the same bed, but I choose to let it go seeing as Alex knows the actual story. “He beat the shit out of Ben. All he’s done now is make Ben feel uncomfortable. You’re keeping him sane” he laughs.

"But I shared a bed with him that time. All I did in London was go on a ride" I frown.

"Still" he shrugs. "You know what Conor's like"

“Well is that a good thing that I'm 'keeping him sane'?” I ask. I feel like I’ve changed Conor and people want the ‘old Conor’ back.

“Definitely” he nods. “But I wouldn’t blame Conor if he fought Ben again. He is being a bit too friendly with you. I know how I’d react if I was Conor”

“And how is that?” I smirk.

“Beat the fuck out of Ben” he shrugs. “If he slept with my girlfriend, I’d put him in hospital. I don’t care how close we are, you don’t do that shit. That’s not cool. Even if I caught him ‘playfully’ holding my girlfriends hand, I’m teach him a fucking lesson. I was well shocked when Conor didn’t even react to Ben holding your hand”

“He wasn’t holding my hand” I mumble.

“I don’t care. I’d still smack him”

“Well violence isn’t always the answer” I repeat the same line I’ve been using for the past few days.

“Well you shouldn’t always do the right thing. I like to live on the wild side” he smirks.

“What the fuck is the wild side?” I laugh.

“There are no rules” he shrugs. “Just do what you like and have no boundaries. That’s what me and Conor stick by”

“Don’t come crying to me if you need bailing out of jail” I shake my head.

“I know my boundaries, Lucy” he laughs dryly. “Plus, I’d get my Mum to bail me out” he shrugs, skating away from me. I laugh to myself and start to follow him until someone grabs my shoulders.

“What was that about?” Conor frowns, staring me dead in the eyes.

“Nothing” I flinch away from his touch. I’m trying to keep in mind about what Alex said about the way Conor reacted to me and Ben ‘holding hands’. I kind of understand how he feels about desperately wanting me to stay away from him.

“You’re actually staying in a mood with me because I asked you to stay away from him?” he smirks slightly.

“I’m not in a mood” I defend myself.

“Whatever, you seem to be staying away from him anyway so it’s all good” he shrugs.

“Well, I can always go over there” I nod in Ben’s direction and start to skate towards him.

“No!” Conor grabs my arm and pulls me back towards him. “Please don’t”

“I won’t” I smirk, shaking my head. His shoulders relax slightly but he stays silent. “Are we going to skate or what?” I frown, skating away from him, knowing that he’ll follow.

“I’m cold” he sighs when he catches up with me.

“What did I tell you!?” I laugh and he moans.

“I literally can’t feel my hands” he laughs dryly, rubbing his hands together quickly.

“Do you want my gloves?” I smirk.

“No, it’s fine”

“I don’t need them, I’m too hot” I say, taking them off.

“I knew you’d be too hot” he smirks, taking the plain black gloves off me.

“Well we’ve both learnt a lesson then” I smile and he nods, laughing slightly.

-

We come off the ice at 7pm because it shut. We we’re the only people on there at the end of the night so we made the most of it and started sliding around on our bellies and stuff. We tried doing group stunts which resulted in me breaking my bum bone. I think I have anyway. It hurts a lot.

“Can you break your bum bone?” I ask Conor as we walk back home.

“I don’t think so” he shrugs. “Well, I guess you can break any bone”

“Will it heal though?”

“Probably”

“How fast?”

“I don’t know, I’m not a doctor” he frowns.

“Would you need crutches or an operation or anything?”

“Maybe an operation to see if it’s broken”

“What if I need a wheelchair?” I gasp after a few seconds silence.

“Fuck, Lucy. You ask too many questions. Why are you so worked up about this?”

“I think I’ve broke my bum bone” I blush.

“You mean your coccyx?”

“My what!?”

“Your coccyx. That’s what it’s called” he grins.

“Oh” I frown.

“You’ve not broke it, Luce. You’d be in much more pain than this”

“Are you sure?”

“You’re asking more questions” he taps my nose with his finger. “But yeah, I’m sure”

“Good” I breathe. “Are you coming back to mine?”

“I think so. Jack and Ben are staying at Mike’s I think” he rolls his eyes. “I’m not staying with Ben”

“Conor...”

“Lucy” he says in the same tone as me.

“Is Alex not staying at yours?” I frown. He didn’t mention that Alex was staying at Mike’s.

He laughs slightly, “Eleanor’s staying at his”

“You’re joking” I gasp and he shakes his head. Go on, El!

“And then all the girls are staying at Charlotte’s”

“It’s just me and you then” I fist pump the air jokingly.

“Sadly” he teases.

“Hey!” I pout and he just laughs.

-

Me and Conor arrive at my house and explain to my parents and co that Eleanor’s staying at ‘Charlotte’s’ tonight. I’m surprised they believed me to be honest. El owes me big time.

As soon as I get upstairs, I change into Conor’s top he’s just been wearing and get into bed. It’s only like, 8:40 but I’m hoping to just stay in bed and watch a film for the rest of the night. That ice skating has worn me out.

“Conor?” I frown when I think of something weird.

“Yep?” he asks, keeping his attention on his phone while I take off my make-up in the mirror.

“Do we have a normal relationship?” I ask and his head shoots up to look at me. He leaves his phone on my bed and sits next to me in front of the mirror.

“Of course we do. What makes you think otherwise?” he frowns.

“We always argue and stuff” I shrug.

“It’s normal for us to argue, Luce. It would be weird if we didn’t”

“I know but we argue too frequently. Is that even healthy?”

“Well we’re getting better. We used to argue all the time but we don’t as much anymore” he shrugs. I feel like me and Conor have such a serious relationship, but I’m too young to be having it. I wouldn’t change it for the world though. “Why are you asking this?”

“I’m just thinking” I shake my head.

“What are you thinking?” he gets comfy on the floor. He’s kept his eyes locked on me this whole time as I just stare as him through the mirror.

“Well, I love you but don’t you think we’re too young for this type of relationship? I’m fifteen and I didn’t expect it to be this hard at such a young age” I say hesitantly. I don’t know how he’ll react but I know I shouldn’t be hiding this from him.

“If we love each other then it’s fine” he shrugs. “You’re scaring me, have you changed your mind about us?”

My eyes grow, “No, never”

“Well it’s fine then. If we argue so frequently and still manage to work things out, I think we’re stronger than any relationship” he smiles slightly and I turn to face him.

“I’m going to be sick of you by the time I’m twenty” I tease and he pushes me over, making me laugh. I pull myself up and get back in the position I was just in. “Will you get sick of me?”

“Yeah, sometimes but I wouldn’t ever swap you for anyone else. I love you more than anything in the fucking world, Lucy” he laughs dryly and I smirk. I love this mood he’s in.

“I love you” I kiss his nose and he scrunches it up.

“Do you think we should start acting like a ‘normal’ couple then?” he smirks, using air quotes.

“And how is that?”

“I don’t know. Let’s try it for the night” he shrugs. “I’ll just keep my cool” he smirks and I roll my eyes.

“Can you plug my phone into my charger” I ask when I realise my phone is dead.

“Yeah” he nods, standing up and plugging it into the wall.

“Thanks” I smile.

“Anything for my girl” he winks and I burst out laughing. “Was that normal?” he asks, full of hope.

“I guess” I shrug, laughing slightly. “I don’t think I like ‘normal Conor’ though”

“Aw, why not?” he pouts. “I was doing so well”

“You said one thing and you think you did well?” I smirk and he nods. “And because I only like you for being you. If you change, we’re over”

“Not to put me under any pressure or anything” he teases.

“I’m kidding. I’ll like you either way. Just be who you are” I shrug and he immediately wraps his arms around my shoulders.

“I love you” he mumbles against my... his top. He pulls away slightly and starts to leave kisses all the way up my neck and down my jaw line.

“Conor” I moan slightly.

“Mhmm”

“Later” I breathe but he doesn’t stop. “Don’t be a tease”

“You did before” he chuckles against my neck and I feel his hot breath touching my skin. Fuck.