Chapter 105

Conor’s POV

I’m alright with the boys hanging around with us and talking to Lucy because they’re pretty cool, but I feel like Lucy’s getting too comfortable with them now. We’re all in the pool and they’re throwing Eleanor and Lucy around in the air and shit. They’re having too much fun for my liking.

“Lucy” I snap at her. She looks at me in shock and swims over to me slightly.

“Are you okay?” she asks, a worrying look coving her face.

“Can we go?” I ask monotonously. She doesn’t really have a choice. I’m not letting her go back there.

“Do we have to? We’re having fun, Conor” she sighs, looking back at the boys.

“Um, yes. We have to” I frown, grabbing her hand and walking to the side of the pool.

“Conor” she moans. I choose to ignore her and jump out of the pool. When I turn around, I see her pulling herself out of the pool and following me to get our towels.

“Aw, you off already?” Calum calls.

“Yeah” I simply reply.

“Well we’ll see you around, yeah? Nice meeting you” he smiles and the rest of the group say bye.

“We’ll meet you back at the cabin” Eleanor smiles at Lucy and she nods.

“Ooo cabin” Josh mimics her. Lucy and I walk out of the pool room holding our clothes in a pile and keeping the towels wrapped around our bodies.

We walk back to the cabin in silence, only hearing a few heavy sighs from Lucy. I do kind of feel guilty for dragging her out of the pool but she was having way too much fun with those boys. She barely even noticed me just standing at the side watching.

As soon as we get in, she dumps her clothes on the sofa and storms off into our bedroom. I decide to leave her for a bit and just dry off my hair with the towel I brought back, and make a glass of water. Only now I realise how much of a bad idea it was to be swimming at like 2 in the morning.

After about 5 minutes of just moping around the cabin to give Lucy some ‘space’, I decide to just go into our room. I open the door and see her lying in bed in her pyjamas, with only the lamp on at the side of her. I sigh and change into some dry clothes – some loose shorts and a plain t-shirt. I hop into bed and sit up on the headboard.

“Lucy” I sigh and she doesn’t reply. “Luce, I’m sorry”

“It’s okay” she mutters.

“No it’s not, I know you’re upset with me” I frown and she turns to face me.

“I appreciate you being protective and stuff, Conor, but you knew those boys had no interest in me whatsoever. You were fine with them all night until we got into the pool and it’s just annoyed me how you’ve dragged me away from them when you see me having fun” she rants. I just stay silent because I know she’s right.

It just fucks me off how she barely even noticed me when the boys started messing around with her. I know they have absolutely no interest in her sexually, but I don’t know. I get jealous easily and I couldn’t bare to stand and see them all messing about with her any longer.

“Conor” she sighs, sitting up and facing me. I lift my head up and look into her eyes. “I love it when you get all protective and stuff” she smirks, “but I thought you were alright with those boys being with me. You get on so well with them and you knew they had no interest in me. I’m just annoyed that you dragged me away from them without even letting me have a say in it”

“I know, and I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have dragged you away” I admit.

“You should’ve just told me you had a problem and I would’ve backed off” she smiles slightly. I look down at her lips then back into her eyes, placing my hand on her cheek and pulling her closer to me until our lips touch.

“I just thought we could have a better time here” I smile into the kiss.

“Not when my Dad’s here, Conor” she frowns, pulling away.

“We’ve done it before” I shrug and she starts laughing. “They’re at the other side of the cabin anyway and are probably fast asleep”

“I don’t know” she sighs. I pull her into me again and continue the kiss. She puts one leg at either side of my body and I hold her by her thighs.

“You’ll just have to be quiet” I whisper during the kiss and she moans as a response.

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Lucy’s POV

“Lucy, I think it’ll be best if you stay inside today. You’ve been out all day and night yesterday and you need to rest” Dad sighs. I woke up about fifteen minutes ago. Conor’s still asleep and Dad just came in to check on us.

“But I’m absolutely fine now, Dad. I’m not tired or anything” I shrug, trying to keep quiet so I don’t wake up Conor.

“I know love, but the doctor said to keep resting” he frowns. “I know you want to go out and stuff but you need some rest”

“Well how about I have an extra day off school when we go back?” I smirk, trying to lighten the mood.

“Lucy” he warns me and I start laughing.

“Well Dad, I’ve been resting all night, I don’t think I need any more” I shrug.

“Well why don’t we do something other than snowboarding or something today?” he suggests.

“For example...” I trail off.

“Shopping” he shrugs and my eyes light up.

“Seriously?”

“Yeah, at least you won’t be risking your life snowboarding down slopes all day”

“It’s hardly life-risking, Dad” I chuckle.

“Well I’m sure shopping’s safer” he smiles.

“Alright then” I nod.

“Well tell me when Conor’s woken up and we’ll make some plans. El and Jack are in the living room” he smiles, standing up from the bed and walking out of the room.

“I’m awake” Conor moans when my Dad leaves the room.

“Thought you might be” I laugh. He turns to face me and moans.

“Why?” he smirks, opening his eyes.

“A pin drop wakes you up, Conor” I joke and he starts laughing.

We end up going shopping about an hour or two later. Well, I say shopping... We’re just walking around town and messing about really. I don’t even want to buy anything to be honest, I just want to look around.

“Lucy, remember the sneezing prank video I showed you?” Jack smirks.

“Yes” I frown, wondering where he’s getting at with this. He has that mischievous look on his face that I love and hate at the same time. I love it because it’s probably something exciting but I hate it because the joke’s usually on me, or I’m the one getting in trouble for what he’s doing.

“We said we’d do it in Sweden”

“Oh yeah” I gasp. Yep, this is going to get us in trouble. “But we don’t have a water spray”

“I have a bottle of water. Just tip a bit in the lid and throw it at someone” he shrugs and I nod enthusiastically. The video we watched was hilarious so I’m definitely looking forward to this.

So far, we’ve been chased, kicked out of a shop, threatened and sworn at several times. But it’s hilarious, I’m in stitches right now.

“We can’t do any more” Jack says as his laugh dies off.

“Okay” I pant, catching my breath back from running away from yet another person that just chased Jack and I.

“Fuck, that was funny” he starts laughing again.

“I know” I laugh along with him. We eventually find Eleanor, Conor, Dad and Matt again and explain to them why our ‘trip to get a drink’ took so long. They actually found it hilarious and got Jack to show them a few videos that he filmed.

We start to walk around the shopping centre at a very slow pace, just talking amongst each other and looking into a few cool shops every now and then. I’m supposed to be ‘taking it easy’ for the day.

“El, I want to cut my hair short” I say out of the blue.

She gasps, “Seriously?”

“Yeah, I’m bored of it” I shrug. This is completely spontaneous and I haven’t even thought this through. I’m just imagining me with short hair now and it’s giving me ideas. My hair grows back really quickly anyway so if I don’t like my hair short, I’ll only have to put up with it for about 3 months.

“How short?” she frowns.

“Like, just above my boobs” I say, pulling the ends of my hair up so it’s just above my boob. I kind of like it.

“You actually suit it” she smiles.

“What are we talking about?” Jack jumps in the middle of us walking.

“Lucy wants to cut her hair up to her boob” Eleanor explains and I start laughing.

“Oh my god, do it” he gasps.

“I think I will. Eleanor, you can cut it if you want” I shrug. She’s cut my hair before so I trust her with it.

“Hell yeah!” she fist pumps the air. “But what about your blonde bits?”

“I’m bored of it now anyway” I say. It’s not like my hair’s going to be really short. It’ll just be a big difference to how long my hair is now – down to my hips. “Conor what do you think?” I snap him out of his trance.

“Yeah, what?” he brings all his attention towards me.

I laugh, “Eleanor’s going to cut my hair”

“Is that a good idea? Eleanor and scissors shouldn’t even be in the same sentence” he frowns, genuinely worrying about Eleanor cutting my hair.

I shrug, “I trust her with it”

“You trust Eleanor with a pair of scissors, cutting what is like your world?”

“Yes” I nod.

“Fuck you, Conor” Eleanor mutters.

“Eleanor, I’m flattered but I thought we’d already been through this. That’s Lucy’s job” he scoffs and I gasp.

“Back to my hair!” I interrupt the seriously escalating conversation.

“How short do you want it?” he asks, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“I was thinking below my boob but I think I want it shorter” I tell him, showing him different lengths with my hands.

“That’s not turning me on” his eyes grow as he sees me resting my hands underneath my boob. I start laughing and quickly pull away. “Yeah, it’ll look nice”

“You don’t seem too sure” I frown.

“What do you expect me to say?”

“Okay, whatever” I put my hands up in defeat. “It grows back quickly anyway”

“Sound” he nods and I just roll my eyes.

“Well if you’re doing something with yours, I want to do something with mine” Eleanor joins the conversation.

“Dye it!” I gasp.

“That’s what I was thinking” she giggles. “But what colour”

“Ginger!” Conor calls out.

“Yeah alright” she says sarcastically, rolling her eyes and turning her head to me.

“Brown” I suggest. “But a light brown”

“Hmm”

“Really light brown”

“Fuck it” she shrugs. “We need to get hair dye then”

“Let’s go” I smile, dragging her into the main mall bit.

Conor buys Eleanor her hair dye because her Dad probably won’t let her buy it. He wasn’t happy about it but Eleanor said she’d pay him back when we get to the cabin. She left her money there. After buying the hair dye, we meet Dad and Matt outside the mall and take the 10 minute taxi drive back home.

It feels good to be ‘chilling’ for the day rather than snowboarding till my feet ache.

“Are we doing it now then?” I ask her, looking at the box dye.

“Yeah” she shrugs.

“I’ll do yours first and then while we’re waiting, you can cut my hair” I smile and she agrees. We lock ourselves in the bathroom so our Dad’s don’t come in and go mental, and Conor and Jack decide to sit on the bathroom floor and watch.

“Lucy, if you fuck it up, you’re going bald” Eleanor threatens me as she takes her blonde hair out of the pony tail.

“Yeah whatever” I roll my eyes. “Conor, can you make the mixture thing?” I ask, throwing him the box.

“Fuck no! He’ll put acid in there or something” Eleanor gasps, grabbing the box off him. He starts laughing and snatches it back.

“Come on, I want to do it” he smirks.

“I don’t trust you” she frowns.

“Well you can watch me do it step by step okay?” he says in a patronising tone. She nods hesitantly and sits on the edge of the bath.

“Don’t you want to change out of your clothes before you do it?” I frown at her.

“Um, yeah okay. Make sure he doesn’t put acid in there” she points at Conor.

“Oh yeah, let me just get my glass of acid” Conor rolls his eyes, pouring the dye into the tub it comes with.

Eleanor soon comes running back into the room wearing a hoodie and holding a black towel that belongs to the resort.

“I don’t have any bad clothes. We’ll have to use the towel” she shrugs.

“Oh dear” Conor scoffs and she starts laughing. She sits back on the edge of the bath tub and wraps the towel around her shoulders. We watch as Conor shakes the mixture together.

“That looks wrong in every angle” Jack frowns, getting up, walking around Conor, then sitting back down.

“Here” Conor calls, throwing me the bottle.

“What does Dad think we’re doing?” I ask Eleanor, removing the lid off the tub.

“Dunno, he didn’t say anything” she shrugs.

“Conor, read the instructions” I demand, knowing he has the box.

“You just put that shit on her head for twenty minutes” he nods at the container I’m holding.

“Lucy, just put it on” Eleanor tells me.

“Okay, don’t blame me if it goes wrong” I mutter. I put on the gloves and start to apply the dye all over her hair.

“You look like such a dickhead” Conor laughs, looking at Eleanor with dye all in her hair.

“Fuck off, Conor” she spits as he continues to laugh.

“Hey, I’m being nice. You’re lucky I’m not taking pictures” he laughs even harder but she just sticks her middle finger up at him.

Eleanor and I swap places – she stands in the bath tub whilst I sit on the edge of the bath.

“I need scissors” El mutters.

“I have a knife” Jack suggests.

“What the fuck?” I burst out laughing and so does Eleanor. “Why do you have a knife?”

“Pen knife. They’re just cool” he shrugs.

“How did that even get past security?” El frowns.

“I put it in my suitcase” he smirks and I roll my eyes.

“Anyway. Where are the scissors?” she asks again.

“There’s some in the kitchen” Conor shrugs.

“Yeah, just get them” I nod. He jumps up from his seat and walks out of the bathroom. While he’s gone, I make it clear to Eleanor about how short I want my hair and stuff so she doesn’t mess up.

“Catch” Conor walks into the bathroom, aiming the scissors at me.

“Shit, don’t!” I gasp, hiding my face. He starts laughing and just hands them to me. I pass them to Eleanor and glare at him.

“Right, I’ll cut the front bit and you tell me if you’re okay with it” El tells me and I nod. She combs through my hair and cuts about 10 inches off.

“Yeah, that’s good” I nod.

I’m not scared at all about Eleanor cutting my hair. I barely ever go to the hairdressers because Eleanor always does my hair for me anyway.

I patiently wait as she makes her way around my hair. She’s absolutely silent as Conor, Jack and I have random conversations about stuff. Conor and I are texting each other loads of Emoji’s for some reason during this conversation.

“Okay, I’m done” Eleanor tells me. I flick my hair around slightly and look in the bathroom mirror.

“Oh my god, I love it” I smile. It’s exactly the length that I want and is all one length at the ends. It’s not short but not long which I also love and oh my god, I’m just obsessed. “Thank you!” I squeal.

“It’s okay” she giggles.

“What do you think?” I jump over to Conor.

“Very nice” he says enthusiastically.

“You look thrilled” I say monotonously and he starts laughing.

“I like it Lucy” Jack compliments.

“Aw, thanks Jack” I smile.

“Luce, you’re going to have to take your hair out of the bathtub. It’ll block the plug hole” Conor cringes, looking into the bath that’s full of the blonde ends of my hair.

“I’m not doing it. I have a phobia of hair” I shiver.

“How the fuck can you have a phobia of hair. You’re obsessed with it” Jack frowns.

“Loose hair. Eleanor always picks it out of the brush and rolls it into balls. It makes me feel sick” I cringe. I hate finding loose bits of hair in my brush or on my carpet and stuff. I have to get my Mum to clean out my brush every so often.

“That’s weird” he shakes his head.

“It’s funny. I torment her with it” El shrugs, picking up a clump of hair from the bath and chasing me around with it.

“Eleanor, get the hell away from me!” I scream, pushing her away from me.

El ends up cleaning out most of the hair from the bath and putting it into a plastic bag that Conor was holding open for her. Jack and I just sat talking about random stuff.

“El, I think your dye’s been on for about half an hour now” I frown.

“Shit” she gasps.

“It’ll be fine” I shrug. “We’ll just take it off now”

“Okay” she nods. I rinse out the bath with the shower head, then Eleanor tips her head over the bathtub and I wash out all the dye. After following the rest of the instructions that Conor was reading out to us, we finally finish with Eleanor’s hair. We clean up in the bathroom and go into mine and Conor’s room to sort everything out.

“Lucy, what the fuck do you expect me to do with a bag of hair?” Jack snaps and I start laughing.

“Just put it next to the door, I’ll sort it out in a second” I shrug.

“Lucy, can you do my hair?” Eleanor pouts and I moan. I pull out the hair dryer from my wardrobe and start to blow dry her hair, finishing off the look by straightening it.

“Done” I sigh.

“Oh my god, I fucking love it!” she gasps, running her fingers through it. Now that it’s dry, you can see what the actual colour is and it’s actually turned out so well. I was a bit hesitant about it at first but I’m pretty proud of the outcome. Rather than it being dirty blonde, it’s now a caramel colour and it suits her so well. ((picture at the side))

“Guys, are you all hungry?” Matt shouts into the room. All our eyes grow twice the size. I’m starving but I’m scared about what Dad will say about my short hair and about Eleanor’s dyed hair.

“If he asks, I didn’t buy the dye” Conor mutters.

“Um, yeah” Eleanor replies for us all.

“Are you alright?” Matt asks and I can tell by his voice that he’s worried.

“Yeah, we’re fine” she replies for us all again.

“Well we’re going out to get something to eat now so get ready as soon as possible” he tells us and I hear his footsteps walking away.

“I don’t even think they’ll be mad. It’s not like your hair looks bad” Conor frowns.

“No but I went behind his back. He might be disappointed” El sulks.

“Fuck it. You’ve done it now, what’s he going to do?” he shrugs.

“He has a point” Jack backs him up.

“Why don’t we just walk out there like nothing’s happened and see what they do?” I suggest and everyone just shrugs. I open the bedroom door and go to the front door where my shoes are. Eleanor joins me and we start to put our shoes on.

“Lucy!?” Dad gasps.

“Hey Dad” I smile, turning back around so I can tie my shoe lace.

“Where’s your hair?” he frowns.

“Um, in a plastic bag next to the door” I point to mine and Conor’s room.

“Wait, what?” his eyes grow.

“Eleanor cut it. Do you like it?” I smirk.

“Well, yeah I guess” he shrugs. “Nice one, El”

“Thanks” she shrugs.

“Wait a second” he frowns, looking closely at Eleanor.

“Eleanor, have you dyed your hair?” Matt walks over to us.

“Well it depends”

“What?” he frowns.

“If you like it, then yes, I did dye it. But if you don’t, the cold weather’s made my hair go a little bit darker” she counts her options on her fingers.

“What the...” Jack bursts out laughing and Conor soon joins him. I look at Eleanor giving Matt her ‘puppy dog eyes’ and burst out laughing too.

“No, Eleanor of course I like it. Who’s done it?” Matt laughs.

“Lucy” she giggles and I smile at him.

“How?”

“Conor bought us dye in town” Eleanor smirks.

“You said you wouldn’t grass me up!” Conor gasps.

“Did I though?” she shrugs.

“Well I like it. If it had gone wrong though, I wouldn’t have helped you so keep that in mind the next time you plan on dying your hair behind my back. You’d have been walking through the airport with green hair” he sniggers.

She shrugs, “Couldn’t be as bad as Lucy going bald”

“Actually, you’re much less likely to go wrong with cutting someone’s hair than dying someone’s hair” I smile and she rolls her eyes.

“Anyway, I’m starving. Let’s go” Matt says my thoughts. I’d kill for a huge plate of curry right now.

“Conor!” we hear someone shout as we’re just about to walk into the resort restaurant.

“Look up!” another familiar voice calls. We all look up and see Calum, Josh, Dan and Craig sat on the apartment block roof, waving down at us. I start laughing and wave back with the rest of the group.

“You coming up tonight?” Dan asks.

“Maybe” Conor shrugs.

“Alright well feel free to join us whenever. We’ll be here all night” Calum smirks.

“See you” I smile and they all wave ‘bye’.

“Who were they?” Dad asks as we walk into the restaurant.

“We met them last night” I smile.

“Oh right” he nods.

After eating a plate load of food and a big cake for desert, I think it’s safe to say that I’m full. I can barely move...

“How’s everyone feeling?” Matt chuckles and we all moan as a response.

“You still haven’t pulled” I mutter to Eleanor, loud enough for only her to hear.

She shrugs, “I’m more of a love them and leave them type”

I start laughing, “What about Jack?”

“He might be an exception” she smirks.

“Aw” I squeal and she just rolls her eyes.

“There’s a boy over there that won’t stop staring” Conor tells us, barely even moving his mouth. I frown and turn around to see a guy wearing golf pants, a beige shirt and a blue tie just stood at the bar smiling at us.

“What the fuck?” El laughs as she turns around.

“Shit, he’s coming” Conor laughs.

“You shouldn’t have looked” Jack moans.

“Hey” he smiles at Eleanor, adjusting his glasses. He has blonde hair in a sort of quiff and his pants are so high that I can see his socks peeking out at the bottom. He’s wearing posh black shoes with a slight heel.

“Um, hi” she nods uncomfortably.

“Do you mind if I take a seat?” he snorts. I look at Conor and see his eyes are watering from trying to hold his laugh in. His hand is covering his mouth and he’s literally shaking. I try to cover my laugh with a cough but I just receive weird glares.

“Um-“

“Yeah, course you can. Sit down” I interrupt Eleanor, smiling widely at him. He pulls up a chair and sits at the end of the table, next to Jack and I.

“I fucking hate you” Eleanor mutters to me. “So what’s your name?” she sighs.

“Joseph” he laughs. “But you can call me Joe”

“Aw, thanks” I smile. “I’m Lucy”

“I’m Conor!” Conor waves.

“I’m Jack” Jack pulls a cheesy smile.

“I’m Eleanor” she nods uncomfortably. Joe hasn’t taken his eyes off her the whole time so I can tell she’s feeling really uncomfortable right now. It just makes the situation funnier.

“My cousin’s called Eleanor” Joe smiles. “We all call her El for short”

“Oh” she nods.

“Do you have a nickname?” he shuffles in his seat.

“Um, no. You can call me Eleanor... Because that’s my name” she says awkwardly and I start laughing with Conor and Jack.

“Eleanor’s a beautiful name” he compliments her and she starts smiling.

“Thanks” she laughs.

“Nice tie, Joe. Girls just aren’t safe are they?” I wink and he starts to blush, glancing at me then back to Eleanor.

“Well I think we’re about to go now, aren’t we guys?” Eleanor smiles politely.

“No, we have plenty of time!” Conor brushes it off, receiving a huge glare from Eleanor. She’s going to kill him when we get home.

“Joe!” a woman in her mid-thirties comes running over to our table. “Joe, what are you doing?”

“Oh um, these people invited me to sit with them” he gestures to us. I smile slightly, not knowing what she’s going to do.

“I’m sorry about this” she laughs dryly. “Joe, we have to go”

“Yeah, sure. Um, bye guys” he waves hesitantly, rising from his seat.

“Bye, Joe. Nice to meet you” I smile widely at him. We all say bye as he starts to walk away from the table with who I assume is his Mum.

“Conor fucking Maynard, I am going to kill you” El grits her teeth and he bursts out laughing.

“Who was that?” Dad frowns, smiling slightly.

“Joe, he likes Eleanor” I start laughing and he rolls his eyes.

“Are we going?” Matt asks.

“Can we meet those boys we saw on the way here?” I ask and Dad just shrugs.

“Yeah sure” he nods. “But no drinking and don’t be going on that roof”

I gasp, “Never”

“Lucy, I’m serious” he says as we all stand up from the table.

“Yeah yeah, okay” I nod understandingly.

Jack, Conor, Eleanor and I head to the apartment block then take the elevator up to the 6th floor.

“Lucy, wait” Conor sighs, grabbing my wrist. I turn around and search his eyes filled with worry.

“What’s wrong?” I keep my voice low while El and Jack wait for us down the corridor. I turn to them, “Um, we’ll meet you out there”

El nods and walks out of the exit to the roof where I hear all the boys shout their names.

“Conor, what’s up?” I ask again, smiling slightly.

“I don’t want you to see them” he comes straight out with it.

“Well, why?”

“You’re getting too comfortable with them” he sighs. “I don’t like it”

“You’re jealous” I raise my eyebrow and smirk slightly to try and lighten the mood. He knows I’d choose him over any boy so I honestly don’t know why he gets so protective when I talk to other boys.

“I’m not jealous, Luce” he sighs. “I’m scared” he hesitantly admits.

“What of?” I frown. I never thought I’d see the day where Conor Maynard admits he’s scared. I love how comfortable he is around me.

“You getting too close to them. I’m scared of them being near you Lucy, for fuck sake” he grits his teeth together.

“I didn’t know you felt like this” I practically whisper.

“Well I do” he shrugs, not even looking me in the eyes.

“Conor, I’ve known those boys for like, three hours. If you’re scared that I’d even think about choosing them over you then you’re stupid” I shake my head. “Look, you’re hilarious, you’re cute” I tease and he starts laughing, “you’re fun. Conor, you’re everything a girl could want and I honestly feel like the luckiest girl in the world to have you. I’d never give us up for some boy I’ve just met out there that’s nothing compared to you”

“Hmm” he smirks.

“I’m serious. Everyone fancies you, Conor” I say and he rolls his head back in laughter. I’m trying my best to make him laugh right now to try and get the crazy idea out of his head that I’m going to choose one of the boys and leave Conor. I’ve known them for about 3 hours...

“I know” he teases and I roll my eyes.

“Everyone likes a bad boy” I smirk and he rolls his eyes. “Now am I allowed to talk to them?”

He moans, “I don’t want to”

“I know you like their company Conor, they love you” I laugh. “I’ll stay sellotaped to you all night if it makes you feel more comfortable”

“Yeah, it will” he nods, smiling slightly.

“I love you, Conor” I smile.

“I love you too” he kisses me on the lips slowly.

“Ugh guys, are you coming out” Eleanor huffs, interrupting us from our ‘moment’.

“Can’t you see we’re busy?” Conor gestures to us kissing.

“Sadly, yes” she nods.

“Come on, Conor” I laugh, grabbing his hand and leading his out to the fire exit.

“Conor! Lucy!” Calum cheers, giving us both a hug at the same time.

“How much have you had to drink?” I frown, seeing the beer bottle in his hand. His mood is giving it away too.

“Only about four or five bottles” he shrugs.

“Jesus Christ, it’s only ten!” I scoff and he starts laughing.

We spend the rest of the night just messing around on the roof and talking about random stuff and just like I said, I stayed sellotaped to Conor all night. I didn’t mind it at all and either did anyone else. It’s not like we were all over each other all night but were together a lot. Every now and then I’d split up from him and talk to Jack, Eleanor or one of the boys but Conor didn’t seem to mind too much. He was talking to Calum and Josh practically all night anyway.

“What time is it?” I ask Jack. He checks the watch that Conor got him for Christmas.

“Just gone midnight” he tells me.

“Sound” I nod and he shakes his head.

“Lucy, I’m tired” Eleanor huffs, resting her head on my shoulder.

“Do you want to go back?” I ask and she just nods. I’m pretty tired too to be honest. “Conor!” I call, interrupting his conversation with Calum and Josh.

“What’s up?”

“Me and El are going back now, we’re tired” I tell him.

“Do you want me to come with you?” he offers, walking over to me. I shake my head.

“No stay here, it’s fine” I smile slightly.

“Are you sure?”

“Conor, please stay” Eleanor mutters.

“Piss off” he huffs. “Do I get a kiss?” he smirks at me. I roll my eyes and peck his lips. “Let down” he sighs.

“Dickhead” I smirk and he starts laughing.

Eleanor and I walk back to the cabin to see Dad and Matt watching TV and having a bottle of beer each.

“Where’s Jack and Conor?” Matt asks.

“They’re still with the boys. Me and Lucy are tired” El shrugs and he nods understandingly.

“Well tomorrow, are you trying out skiing?” he smirks and I laugh slightly.

“If I’m allowed” I turn my attention towards Dad.

“Go on Adam, she’s on holiday” Matt chuckles.

“Yeah, whatever” he rolls his eyes making me high five Matt. “Now get to bed”

“Night” I smile at them both.

“Night” El says the same before we both walk off into Eleanor and Jack’s room.

“So what’s the sitch with you and Jack?” I ask, jumping onto Jack’s bed whilst she changes into her pyjamas.

“I don’t really know. It’s just how we used to be” she shrugs.

“Well do you want it to be like that?” I frown.

“I honestly have no idea. I want to be with him and stuff but I can see us not working. I don’t know what to do” she sighs, removing her top and swapping it for what I recognise as one of Jack’s t-shirts. I smirk at her and she rolls her eyes. “They’re comfier than mine” she shrugs and I start laughing.

“I think you should get together now. I know you both like each other, and I know you only see each other for like two days now but just see how things go. Like, you don’t have to confirm that you’re in a relationship at the moment but just keep your relationship status closed for each other. Act like you’re in a relationship, but you’re not” I breathe and she raises her eyebrow at me.

“Like a friends with benefits?”

“What? No you don’t understand. For example, when he comes home now, make a move and continue to do whatever throughout Sweden whilst you have the chance. Then when we go back home, keep in touch and when you next come down, if you think it’s going to work, keep things going. If not, sack it off and find someone new to karaoke with” I shrug.

“Karaoke with?” she smirks.

“You know what I mean” I roll my eyes.

“Is that what you and Conor do? Karaoke with each other? Lucy, I know he can sing and everything but I thought-“

“Let’s not talk about what Conor and I do” I huff and she starts laughing, sitting on her bed. “Look, if you do go along with my idea, when you go back to Cheshire, don’t go flirting with other guys and shit. Act like you’re in a relationship. Like, you and Jack are ‘linking’ or whatever. You can’t go talking to other guys if you two are linking, there’s a name for people who do that” I frown and she starts smiling.

“I know what you mean though” she nods. “I don’t know if he’ll want it though”

“Course he does” I nod, confident with it. “Well you’ll regret it if you don’t try”

“So when he comes in, I should have sex with him?” she tilts her head in confusion.

“Jesus Christ, don’t rush into things. But if you feel like you need to, keep safe” I say in all seriousness.

“So I just blow him?” she smirks.

“I do not want that image thanks” I cringe. “Eleanor, do what you gotta do”

“What do you and Conor do?” she smiles widely.

“You really want the answer?” I raise my eyebrow.

“No, I just want to wind you up” she nods and I roll my eyes.

“I don’t want you to feel like I’m forcing you into this, Eleanor”

“No, you’re not” she shakes her head.

“I know what you’re like though, I feel like you’d want this to happen so I’m just giving you advice on it. You don’t have to take my advice but if you do, please don’t blame me if the walls come tumbling down” I sigh and she starts laughing.

“I’d do a pretty good job for him. The walls won’t be tumbling down anytime soon, don’t you worry” she winks.

“Eleanor, that’s disgusting”

“It’s true” she shrugs. “He’ll be begging for me”

“And on that note, I’m going to bed” I jump up from Jack’s bed whilst El laughs her head off. “If you do end up doing anything, make sure the doors locked, keep safe, and please be quiet”

“I’ll try” she smirks. I roll my eyes and walk out of the room to see Conor and Jack walking through the front door. I gasp and quickly run back into Eleanor’s room.

“He’s here now. You better have shaved and put some good underwear on” I say in all seriousness.

“Always do” she shrugs and I roll my eyes.

“Now look seductive” I snap. She sits on top of the covers, puts one leg over the other and pulls her phone out to look distracted. She quickly pushes her hair up and licks her lips. “Good, now have a nice night” I wave. She laughs before turning her attention back to her phone.

I quickly jog out of the room and casually make my way into my own.

“Hey” Conor walks in as soon as I start to get changed. “Ooo, just in time” he smirks, licking his lips and sitting on the bed.

“Conor!” I laugh. He chuckles and pulls out his phone from the drawer, quickly checking it then putting it back in. “Did you have a nice night?” I ask as I change into my pyjama shorts.

“Yeah, it was alright” he nods, removing his leather jacket.

“Good” I smile, getting into bed. I gasp, “Guess what?”

“I don’t know, tell me” he says as he gets changed.

“I think Eleanor and Jack are going to be doing something tonight” I smirk and his head snaps towards me.

“Fuck sake, I’ve told him time and time again that she’s bad news” he moans.

“Conor, leave her alone” I roll my eyes.

“Well go on then, how have you set up this one?” he smirks.

“Well she wasn’t sure about where they were going with the relationship between them two so I told her to make a move or something because she’ll regret it if she doesn’t” I shrug.

“So you’re forcing them to fuck?” he frowns, getting into bed next to me.

“No” I huff. “Never mind”

He chuckles, “They better push those beds together. Single beds are hard work”

“Ew” I frown. Conor and I both have double beds at home so I know he’s talking about what he’s done with some other girl. Great, now I have the image of Conor doing stuff with another girl.

“I didn’t mean it like that, Luce” he sighs, running his fingers through his hair.

I shrug, “I know”

“I’m sorry” he moans. “I’m a dickhead for saying that”

“You’re already a dickhead” I frown, brushing off what he unmeaningly said.

“Your dickhead though” he winks.

“Conor, stop being cringey” I say monotonously, making him laugh.

“Shall we try and listen?” he smirks, pressing his ear against the wall. I quickly pull him away.

“Conor! That’s gross” I frown, laughing slightly.

“You still tired?” he asks.

“Not really” I shrug.

“Great” he smirks, pulling me in for a kiss.