Headphones [Conor Maynard Fanfic]

Conor Maynard the UK's new teen heartthrob from Brighton and Jess the kind of person nobody pays any extra attention to. Could you image them two being best friends? Me neither. Somethings are destined to be but others aren't. Which is this friendship? {COMPLETED}


7. Chapter Seven.

Conor Maynard Fanfic.

Be grateful for what you have. There is always someone who has less than you but isn't complaining because they don't know any different.

Chapter 7.


I was very lucky Conor saved me. Maybe him returning wasn't such a bad thing after all... 


Things are so complicated. Why did Conor risk getting hit by the car instead of letting me? I thought as I walked into his hospital room. No one else I know would've done that. Most of my so called friends would be too busy gossiping about everything or talking trash about me, while I'm stood with them. 

"Conor. Why did you do that?" I asked.

"Do what?" he replied.

"Pushed me out of the way of the car. You should've left me there." I told him. Conor's face started to look more and more depressed.

"I did it because you don't deserve any of the grief you get and I couldn't lose you so soon after getting you back. That's why. Hows you anyway?" Conor explained making me feel all mushy inside. I shrugged awkwardly with one shoulder while I said

"Meh. I'm a bit sore but nothing a massage won't cure." I winked hinting at Conor. "What happened to you after you argued with the paramedics?" 

"Well... I got my X-Ray and my leg is broken so I am waiting for a pot and some crutches and then I am free like a bird. Would you by any chance like a massage?" he offered. I nodded and sat myself between his legs watching for his broken one. He started massaging my back like he always used to before he left. 

"Like the good old times aye!" Conor exclaimed.

"Yep!" I replied popping the P a huge smile spreading across my face.

Conor and I best friends once again.

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