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6:45pm Jul 15 2012
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[[ Please, don't insult the boy, CH.
He prefers the term 'Researcher'. :D ]]
Connor didn't say anything in response to Paradise's comment. What else was there to say? She was probably wondering how in the hell he knew her mother was in the hospital. She was probably wondering what he was doing there himself? He just hoped she didn't think he was a stalker. Stalking wasn't cool; researching was a whole other matter.
Connor watched the girl curiously as she blushed at the ground. What in the world was she blushing about? Hell, it wasn't as if he complimented her or anything. He wasn't even flirting! He just said he hoped her mother would be okay. He shook his head as Paradise turned her back to him. Sometimes, he just didn't understand girls.
Connor pulled both his hands into his leather jacket and walked the few feet back to the nurses' station. He might as well check up on a few things while he was there... A few things up in Paradise's alley. He leaned on the counter and flashed his award-winning smile at the nurse typing on the computer. She glanced up at him.
"Connor. You use that same grin on me every time you come in.... It hadn't worked once. What do you need?"
Connor couldn't help but chuckle at the nurse.
"You got me, Pam. You got me." This time, Connor's smile was genuine.
The nurse, Pam, sighed and stopped typing.
"Well, Connor. You here to pick up some vulnerable girl whose father just died?"
"Aw, Pam. You should know better than that! I don't deal with the ultra-vulnerable ones. Too clingy. Too much work. Come on, now. If anything, I'd be here to pick up a girl whose distant cousin broke their leg. And yes, I do need something. Some information on a girl's mother."
"Name?"
"Miss Whitfield? I don't know the lady's first name."
"Ah, here she is. Huh. It says she's extremely sick. Maybe terminal, perhaps not. You know I can't give you details."
"Oh, Pam. 'Extremely Sick'. Once again, you've provided me nothing but the pleasure of your company. You old bat." Connor grinned at the nurse and winked. She only responded with the raise of her eyebrow and a hand, shooing him away.
Connor chuckled again and sat in one of the comfortable chairs in the waiting room. No, of course he wasn't waiting for Paradise to come out so he can chat with her... That would be totally creepy...
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6:54pm Jul 15 2012
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[[ Conner can be such a jerk. But he's so cute in all of your posts. ;-;
Seriously, I'm responding to all rp's tomorrow. I just poofed back in. About to watch Once Upon A Time. Gettin' my Josh Dallas fix. <3 -awkward cough - yeah. Anyways. Post'll come tomorrow. <3 ]]
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6:56pm Jul 15 2012
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[[ .... I try. c:
hehe
Mostly because I just freaking love Connor. xD And I'll be waiting. <3 ]] |
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9:59am Jul 16 2012
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"Paradise, dear... I thought you wouldn't be able to come."
The raspy voice of my mother filled my ears, and I tried to hold back tears. Though we've had more fights then anyone could count, and I haven't seen her in years, I still felt how I had when I left. Like she was my best friend. Mostly because the first thing she said to me wasn't 'take off those hideous glasses'. Or 'why don't you spend your time doing something more then just writing?' My mom actually looked genuinely happy when she saw me walk into the room.
"I promised you I would."
I said before coming to my mother's side. The joy in my mothers eyes, even though she was laying on practically her death bed, made my eyes glassy. With a smile from ear to ear, she held out her hand for me to take.
"Your sister will be coming soon. Try to get along, will you?"
My stomach dropped and any contentment that was shown on my face disappeared. Hopefully my mother wouldn't be too offended when I dashed out the door once she comes in.
(I'm going to time skip a bit since I don't feel like writing small talk. -.- )
After 45 minutes of my mom pestering me about my love life and how I need to get married soon, and how my job was going back at La Pointe, the door opened. Showing my sister with blonde curly locks and blue eyes resembling my own she walked in with a scowl in my direction. I swallowed. Hopefully mom couldn't feel the tension.
"Paradise. How great to see you."
Victoria said through plump, red lips. I could tell she wasn't so happy to see me. Turning my head back to my mother, I could see she was already out of it. The nurse had said a couple moments before that she would sleep soon from the medication they gave her. So, trying to get along wouldn't have to be part of the picture now that she was asleep.
"Vic. You look great."
As usual. The make - up the model had on only accentuated her face even more. I bit my lip, hating the scowl on the pretty blonde's face sending daggers through me. "Okay. I know your mad at me for leaving you here. But, I had dreams too. And I wasn't being supported here the way I was at La Pointe."
Victoria only glared some more before snatching at the hand that my mother's limp hand was holding with mine and glaring down at me as I cowered in the seat. "I've been the one taking care of them. I've been the one losing sleep over them. I've been the one cleaning, bathing, feeding... I've been doing it all. So don't think you can just waltz back into their life just because mom asked for you. She doesn't even know what she wants for dinner tonight, so I doubt mom really wants you here."
My cheeks burned. Sliding up from the seat, I blinked at the tears burning my eyes. Was it so bad to dream that we could all be a family again? Well yes. Seeing as Victoria had no plans in the future of me being around. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I walked to the other side of the bed and kissed my mother's cheek before leaving the room without another glance at Victoria. Though I could still feel her eyes burning my back even as I closed the door behind me. I bit my lip and walked down the hall way, battling the tears that so wanted to break loose. I wouldn't believe what my resentful sister said. My mother did want me here. I didn't lose my only hope of marriage and my dream job in vain. She did want me here. I could see it in her eyes when I first came in.
Coming up to the waiting room, I went straight for the front desk, I wrote down my name and the time that I left. Not even noticing Conner in the waiting room. My breathing came heavy as I blinked my glassy eyes before angrily setting the pen on the clipboard with a big clack and storming from the hospital.
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6:17pm Jul 16 2012
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"Well, hello." Connor said to himself as a very pretty woman with blonde curly hair and blue eyes passed by. He whistled, a cat-call to her, but she ignored him completely. He was shocked. Most girls who looked like that would respond in some way, even if it were to flip him the bird! Mostly, the women just blushed and batted their eyelashes.
Connor slumped in his seat as the blonde disappeared down the hallway, his ego officially hurt. He heard a chuckle from behind the nurse's counter. He turned and glared at the woman behind the desk. Of course, Pam would find any rejection to the lad hilarious. Why, if Pam were a man... Connor would... Probably do nothing but laugh at the male nurse.
"That's Mrs. Whitfield's daughter."
Connor looked over at the grinning nurse, a confused look on his face. No? That wasn't Paradise. The man's heart dropped into his stomach, a horrific look on his face. He had just tried to hit on the sister of the girl he was trying to fall in love with. Well, wouldn't that make future family dinners awkward.
Woah, Connor. Woah there boy. He thought to himself, returning to slouching in the chair, playing with the zipper on his jacket. Just because she'll love you, doesn't mean she'll want to introduce you to her family.
And there Connor's ego went. He knew that Paradise was going to fall in love with him. He didn't think of the possibility that she might turn him down. Or, perhaps, he'd fall for her, then have his heart broken because of unmutual feelings.
The sound of footsteps down the hallway broke Connor from his trance. He barely looked up, until he realized it was the one person he was waiting for. And boy, did she look upset or what? She didn't even notice him! And, let's be honest here, he was too good looking to not be noticed.
Connor frowned slightly as he got out of his chair, chasing after the girl who was about to leave the hospital. It took a few seconds, but finally Connor was by her side.
"Hey, Paradise...." It was then that he realized the girl was close to bursting to tears. He had never been good with girls crying. "Did something happen? Is your mom okay?"
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11:06pm Jul 16 2012
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[[ You have no idea how much I grinned with this post. ^^
Post'll come tomorrow. It's midnight. So tired. D: ]]
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11:08pm Jul 16 2012
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[[ Oh, stop it, you. c:
Hehe. xD
Yeah, go to bed, CH! It's late! ]] |
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10:27am Jul 17 2012
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The second I was about to burst through the hospital exit doors, my eyes were burning with how badly I wanted to give in to tears. I couldn't help being emotional - and not just because I was a stressed out girl. I wasn't accepted, not counting my mother. I haven't seen them in years. I gave up everything I've ever dreamed of. And I wasn't even wanted here.
I took a deep breath and was just about to take another angry step towards the door when the oddly familiar voice of Conner came to my ears. I turned my head to see him by my side. Great. Now I get to be reminded how he made a fool of me.
Biting my lip, I gave him a scowl.
"What are you still doing here?"
I snapped, my cheeks burning. I usually would never think of talking to someone like that but he chose to talk to me at the wrong time.
"My mom's fine."
I grumbled, crossing my arms and looking at my feet. Why didn't I walk away now? Why am I staying? I guess the idea that he actually did want to talk to me made me feel better. But you never know. He may just be giving me another pity flirt. That idea brought my anger back.
"Why do you even care?"
I finally looked back up at him, my blue eyes glassy. I was still biting my lip to keep it from quivering.
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4:16pm Jul 17 2012
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Connor glanced curiously at the girl. Why was she scowling at him? He only asked how her mother was! Well, sorry! Didn't know asking about your family made you deserve a glare. Jesus... Women.
Connor's eyes flashed to the lip Paradise was biting. God, he was such a sucker for biters. But, she didn't seem to share the same love for it as he did. Paradise was... safe. Or so it seemed. She was the girl who could handle herself, though secretly wanted a knight in shining armor. Connor wasn't an armor guy, but he'd be her knight.
Oh freak. How sappy was that? Why didn't he just hand off his man-card after that thought? He didn't deserve it anymore. But... The girl needed someone to lean on. He could provide a nice shoulder... Or chest... Yupp, that he could.
"I care because I hate to see someone as beautiful as yourself upset, Paradise."
Gag! Only freaks use that line, Connor. Jeez. Why don't you just ask her to friend-zone you right now? He practically did! But, thankfully, all those thoughts were stuck in Connor's head. Instead, he just gave Paradise a nice, crooked grin filled with that sappy concern. Well, it was genuine concern, but still sappy to him.
Connor rocked on his feet, pushing his hands into his jacket pockets.
"Did you want to go get a coffee and talk about it? You don't have to talk if you want... I hear coffee is a great relaxer, though."
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4:38pm Jul 17 2012
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[[ |D Conner is officially my favorite. ]]
I was hoping I'd repel him by acting like a jerk when he was just offering concern. I couldn't help it. I didn't want to be around him. He wasn't my type anyways. He had piercings, tattoos, and a cocky attitude... He was the ordinary bad boy that every ordinary girl wanted - but me, obviously.
"I care because I hate to see someone as beautiful as yourself upset, Paradise."
My cheeks burned and it wasn't from the cold outside. (Again, the font changed because I copied and pasted what he said. So annoying, -_-) I frowned up at him, hating how easily he could break down a wall with that stupid sexy grin.
Did I want to talk about it? No. But everything in me needed to let it out and my computer was low on battery so I couldn't let it out through a document. Swallowing, I looked up at him and uncrossed my arms, letting them dangle at my sides.
"Fine, Conner. Let's get coffee."
Only because I had questions. Like why was it he was still here? And why was he still talking to me?
Or why did he care?
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5:26pm Jul 17 2012
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[[ Oh Connor... Just being a royal ass again. xD ]]
Connor's grin faltered slightly as the girl glared up at him, again. She was blushing, and that counted for something, but not much. He didn't even get a goofy little giggle out of the beautiful comment. What the hell? No goofy giggle for Connor? The man was officially hurt.
Fine, Connor? What, she couldn't just say 'yes', or something like 'you're so hot, of course I'll go have coffee with you!'. Rude. But hey, acceptance to his offer was just the first step. Phase one? Complete.
The man grinned down at Paradise and pulled a ring of keys from his jacket pocket. He drove his cycle up here, and he highly doubted that she would want to ride with him to the coffee place. But hey, it never hurt to ask...
"Did you want to ride with me down there? I'll let you wear my helmet?" Connor gave her a shy grin, twirling the keys around his finger.
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Vin is a failure. >> ]] |
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5:44pm Jul 17 2012
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[[ Vin never fails. She... Gets confused once in a while. But she never fails. ]]
I lifted an eyebrow when he offered to ride me down there with his helmet. Uh, I don't think so. Just because I was willing to take another 'pity flirt' of his, doesn't mean I'm like the other girls swooning over him.
"I'll take my car, thank you."
I said, brushing passed him to walk out the exit doors of the hospital. At least I took the moment to hold one out for him.
"I'll just meet you there."
I added, giving him a small smile. A part of me wished he was being genuine. Like maybe he actually cared.
But, no. None of this was real. Something was up. And I was going to get it out of him. Turning my back on him, I walked to my car, unlocked it, and slid in the drivers side. Was I really doing this? Did I really just accept his offer of getting a coffee? Even though I didn't like his attitude, I kind of wished this was real. Then at least I'd feel a little flattered. Maybe I'll give him a chance. But something just didn't seem right about the guy.
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6:33pm Jul 17 2012
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[[ Pfft. I totally avoided posting to this for a whole hour. xD ]]
Connor shrugged at her suggestion and walked out after her, giving the girl a big grin as he passed. She just looked like she needed a nice mug of hot chocolate and a hug. Both of which Connor would supply. In time... In time.
Connor sped down the roads easily, avoiding stop lights and swerving through traffic. He couldn't help but chuckle as he received multiple choice words thrown his way and quite a few raised fingers. Ah, typical day in the streets of Oregon. Got to love that state!
Two skipped stop signs and many speeding violations later, Connor parked his cycle on the side of the road, throwing his helmet on the seat. He tousled his hair, making sure that it didn't look bad. Which, by the way, was totally impossible since he always looked good.
Connor strutted his way into the Cafe, making his way up to the counter. He grinned at the barista, who happened to be Tony, the gay coffee maker.
"Hey, Connor," Tony said wearily.
"Nice to see you too, Tony. I'll have my usual."
"And what should I make for your lady friend? Or is it more than one this time?"
The sarcasm was thick, but Connor barely heard the question. A pretty young lady passed by, winking at the man as she did so. Man, did Connor love business wear or what? Those tight, little pencil skirts, high heels that make the legs go on for miles, and those sexy glasses. Damn. What he would give up to be her boss...
"More than one?" Connor finally turned back to Tony, his face in mock-anger. "I'll have you know, I've given up the life of being a womanizer." He glanced back at the little miss secretary. "Well, physically. I'm only going after one little filly at the moment. She's pretty. Even you'd like her, you cynical bastard."
Tony rolled his eyes at Connor and pulled out a mug. He filled it to the brim with coffee. Black, just the way he always had it.
"One of these days, I'm going to spit in your drink."
Connor grinned and grabbed the cup.
"I'm looking forward to it!"
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6:48pm Jul 17 2012
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[[ That's fine. I'm avoiding our other two. |D ]]
I drove as slow as I could with the speed limit on the way to the coffee shop where we met a couple days before. The drive helped calm my nerves a bit, but not by much. I let a couple tears fall but I refused to sob about my resentful sister. She was just jealous that I pursued a dream far away from our parents for a little while. She always had something to be jealous about, while she's the one that turns heads every where she goes.
I slammed the car door before walking towards the front door of the coffee shop. I had made sure in the car that my eyes weren't red, which was good, they weren't. My cheeks were a bit red, as the tip of my nose, from the cold outside. Thankfully, that's how everyone's face was.
Coming inside, I stood a moment awkwardly, searching for the sexy, cocky guy that invited me here. He was talking to the guy behind the counter. I clenched my jaw as I saw a girl wink at him. A couple moments later, he had looked back. So this was what I was going to have to deal with the entire time I was here? Seeing girls flaunt themselves at him and he takes it without complaint?
I walked towards the counter, looking up at the guy with a soft smile.
"Extra cream, extra sugar, small coffee."
I said. I hoped my voice wasn't clipped the way it was going to be with Conner.
[[I didn't know if Conner was still there or at a seat. So... yeah. |D ]]
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7:04pm Jul 17 2012
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[[ Yay for avoidance! xD
And Connor taking hot girl's winks without complaint? You bet his sweet butt cheeks he does! ]]
Connor took a sip of his scalding hot coffee when he heard a familiar voice. He nearly choked on his drink. Great, he wonder what she heard? Hopefully, she heard nothing. God, that would be so embarrassing. First, he admitted he was a womanizer, if that wasn't dreadfully obvious already, and two, he admitted he was chasing after only one girl... The embarrassment!
"Hey, Paradise," Connor said, lowering his drink so he could smile at her. It wasn't one of those cocky, come-and-get-me smiles he threw at ladies in the clubs, but a more genuine, sweet smile. He figured that he'd have to change his tactics while pursuing this girl. He wanted in her heart, not her pants. Well, maybe both...
"I'll get us the best seat in the house," He said with another grin. He grabbed his mug and gently brushed the girl's arm as he passed by. Hey, what could he say? She was an attractive woman, and he just a mere man. A little arm brush wouldn't hurt anything.
Connor found his way to a nice window seat, the one where you could peek out the glass and see the snow covered park. It was quite a pretty sight, if you were into the whole outdoor 'scenery' thing. Connor flashed a glance to the business woman, then to Paradise. His gaze lingered on her. Yes, he was much more of a 'indoor' scenery type of guy.
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7:20pm Jul 17 2012
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[[ He has sweet butt cheeks? o.o
Should I have Paradise hear what he said about chasing after one girl? I didn't realize she could have heard that. Genius once again, Vin. |D ]]
I couldn't keep the scowl off of my face once I got the drink. I didn't know if brushing my arm was purposeful or not, but either way I didn't like the goosebumps that raced down my arms. Okay, he was just a cute guy that happened to like attention. I could find more cons then pros about this situation. He was nothing to worry about. I won't fall for a cocky, egotistical, flirty, one timer that doesn't know what true genuine love even was because he was too busy feeding his ego with girls like the one that winked at him.
I blinked. Okay, so I was upset at Conner for thinking he can play me the way he was, but that didn't mean I had to hate the girl. It wasn't like Conner was mine. And I had no desire for him to be. I'll talk to him about how I feel, and leave him with that, never seeing him again.
Hopefully that's how this little pity flirt of his will work out.
I walked to the table he was sitting at and sat down, taking a drink and not giving him a glance. Instead, I looked at my cup.
"Why are you talking to me, Conner?"
I said, my voice clipped. I planned on getting answers here.
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7:29pm Jul 17 2012
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[[ Vin is full of genius. It's just hidden by her slight bouts of insanity! :D ]]
Connor was taken aback by Paradise's question. He had never been asked that before. Why did she think he was talking to her? Well, he had a few answers to that, but none of them helpful. Didn't she think he'd be a little more flirty if he were going for that?
Connor shrugged off his jacket, exposing his tattooed arms. His short sleeves flaunting them off quite nicely. He loved his tattoos, so much. Each one had a meaning to him. Each one stood for something: Protection, health, love, the whole shebang. He didn't regret one, not a single one.
"Why do you think I'm talking to you, Paradise?" Connor asked the girl curiously, all cockiness gone from his demeanor. He was genuinely curious as to why she was questioning his motives.
"You're an attractive woman who's new in town, visiting her sick mother. You left your whole life behind you, just to make room for your family. That tells me how good of a person you are."
He paused. That was getting a little too sappy for him.
"So, why am I talking to an attractive, sweet woman? Because I'm one hell of a smart guy, that's why." Connor grinned at her again, flashing his pearly whites.
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7:42pm Jul 17 2012
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[[So true. >.> ]]
Couldn't he just... Shut up? Every word he said only made me not like him anymore. His voice was so genuine that it seemed fake to me. He was probably all fake. Anything to get in a girls pants, right? I clenched my jaw, hoping the blush in my cheeks didn't be too noticeable, seeing as they were already quite red from the cold. I ignored how in any other situation, I would have loved hearing those words from a cute guy like him. That if I wasn't so angry and upset with my life, I would be enjoying his company.
"So what were you doing in the waiting room at the hospital for 45 minutes?"
If he even hinted that he waited there to talk to this sweet, attractive woman, I would pour this coffee down his shirt. (I plan on doing that once he goes to far with something. Don't know what yet. |D) And I would enjoy how it would scold his skin, I really would. But, I didn't want to ask him directly if that was the case. That would make me seem like the egotistical one if it weren't true. But it was odd how he left right when he saw me...
I shook the thoughts from my mind. No, I wouldn't flatter myself like that. This guy wanted something from me. I know he did.
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Connor watched as the girl clenched her jaw. He was actually being sweet, for once, and she gets all pissy. Seriously, did she want him to be an ass to her? He could do that. Maybe she was the type who liked to be blown off, never called and stood up. Maybe she was attracted to rejection? Maybe she had some personal hatred towards some guy that he looked like?
Connor leaned back in his seat, linking his hands together on the table. He stared at his twiddling thumbs, not knowing what to say. He couldn't flirt; she'd take it in the wrong way. He couldn't compliment her; she'd be insulted. Hell, those were the only two things that he knew how to do. So... What did that leave him?
"I waited in that room for 45 minutes because I wanted to see you again."
Well, I guess he was telling the truth. Hopefully she wouldn't take it as him lying. Then, he would just never be able to win.
"I waited because you seem like the type who doesn't affiliate with mine." Connor leaned forward in his seat, resting his head in his hands. "And I waited because you seem like the type who can get me out of my fantasy where I rule the world, and return me back to Earth."
Connor paused.
"So, let me ask you, Paradise. Why are you still talking to me?"
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I had to be honest with myself. I was quite impressed at his confession. And the way he looked at me, the way he said it... He pulled me in. Was he really saying the truth? If not, he was a great actor. I knew I could just be falling into his trap. The trap he sets for all of the girls he found sweet and attractive. But I couldn't fight the fact that everything in me wished he was speaking the truth.
I leaned my arms on the table, keeping my face serious though I was happy I was finally feeling something genuine from him.
I blinked. Why was I still talking to him? How was I to answer that? I swallowed, leaning back up in my seat.
"Because... Well... I..."
I looked at my fingers, my cup, the girl that winked at Conner, the gay guy at the counter... Anyone but Conner.
"I wanted to know why you were talking to me. I thought you were giving me a pity flirt because your friend put you up to it as a joke."
I said, biting my lip nervously. Now I sounded like a loser. I couldn't help but be honest. If I lied, it was completely obvious in my demeanor. Now that he realized that I thought he was giving me a pity time, then he'd realize guys don't talk to me much so I wasn't used to it. Other then Justin of course. I clenched my jaw at the thought of him. What would he think of me, still being around this Conner guy I didn't even know? Gosh, I missed him like crazy.
Coming back to reality, I looked back up at Conner. My ex
pression more soft then it has been by him lately. No, I don't plan on talking to him every day with coffee now. But, that didn't mean I had to hate him. I guess. This might be our last run - in anyway.
My blue eyes became wide as I thought of something. "Wait a second. How did you know I was coming for my mother? How did you know I gave up my whole life for my family? All I told you was that I was coming back to live with them. You don't know..."
My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, taking another drink of coffee as I tried thinking this through.
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