FIVE

Connor looked at the clock on the wall just as the professor told everyone they could leave, it was currently 12:30 and it meant that he had the rest of the day free. He packed up his things and headed down the stairs and toward the door.

"Connor, I'd like a word," The professor calls and Connor turns and looks at the teacher before him.

"Whats up Michael?" Connor asks and the professor smiles at the informality.

"I'd like to ask about your project, how is it coming along?" Michael asks, he sits down on the edge of his desk and Connor shrugs at him.

"Don't really know Michael, its a bit...This and that," Connor says, scratching the side of his neck where his tattoo sat.

"Right, well, I'd like you to bring it in when we next have a lecture, I want to see how its going,"

"Sure thing, Mike, am I allowed to call you that?" Connor asks and Michael chuckles and nods.

"Sure, now run along, you have an art project to be doing," He says and Connor smiles at his teacher before leaving the lecture theatre. He pushes open the double doors that lead to the main campus and he notices Jack and Kian sitting on the back of a bench, their feet pressed against the actual seat.

"What took you so long?" Jack asks as Connor reaches them.

"Mike wants to see my project during the next lecture- which is great...because I haven't even started it yet," Connor laughs and Jack and Kian laugh too.

"Well, I've gotta go, my sister is waiting for me," Kian says before jumping off the bench and heading off.

"Tell your sister if she wants someone to fuck then she can call me!" Jack shouts as Connor laughs.

"Fuck you!" Kian shouts over his shoulder, holding his middle finger up in the air.

"So, are you leaving too?" Connor asks and Jack sighs.

"Sadly, I have a lecture," Jack says and he smacks a hand on Connors back as he stands up, "Don't worry, I think you've got some new company,"

Connor glances round and his eyes fall on Simon. He was standing there in a pair of black sweatpants, an adidas hoodie and adidas superstars on his feet. Connor says by to Jack and Simon mutters a bye to him too as the boy walks off towards the building that would host his lecture.

"So, you've finally come to your senses," Connor says, his eyes glancing at the backpack in Simon's hand.

"I guess," Simon says, "I know I didn't speak to you at practice yesterday- but I didn't know what to say,"

"Just admit it," Connor says, shrugging his shoulders lightly, "You fancy me,"

"No, I wouldn't go that far," Simon says and Connor smirks.

"But you'd fuck me, right?"

"What? I don't-"

"Have you ever been with a boy? I mean, I know you fucked Cleo but I doubt she let you put it in her a-"

"Stop, I don't want to fuck anyone, boys or girls, okay? I'm just happy as I am," Simon says and Connor nods.

"Okay," He says and Simon's eyes shift, looking him directly in the eye.

"Okay? Really? I'm surprised you're not dragging me off to find a woman or taking me to a gay bar,"

"Simon, if you're happy, you're happy. I just wanted you to admit that you liked me," Connor winks as they start to walk side by side.

"Daniel told me he saw you...snorting cocaine...Is that true?"

"Yeah, I won't lie, I was pissed off at you for storming off so I had myself a line, and nothing more. In fact, I felt shittier after the coke than I did before," He says and Simon just nods, he had nothing to say really.

"Where did you go? Back to your dorm?" Connor asks and Simon nods.

"I did, I went back to my dorm...And watched The Breakfast Club," Simon admits.

"Ahhh, I see. So you get pissed off at me, and go back to your room and watch something I would watch- maybe you like me more than you're letting on, Minter," Connor smirks, winking again.

"In your dreams, Hartland," Simon says and he glances away and back to Connor, "Are you doing anything now?"

"What does it look like to you?" Connor asks, gesturing to himself.

"Do you wanna come up to my dorm? We could watch something, or play video games," Simon suggests and Connor nods.

"Yeah, lets go," Connor says. The two boys walk side by side, the only thing similar about them was their eye colour- sky blue orbs that seemed to be watching everything all at once.

Connor walked with his black ripped jeans, a black t-shirt, black converse and finally a black leather jacket, black hair and a black backpack- and Simon wore basically the same colours, but he coupled it with flashes of white- the shoes, the logos and of course, his hair.

Simon opens the door to his dorm and they both step inside, they take off their shoes and Connor removes his jacket, hanging it up on the back of Simon's door.

They sit down on Simon's sofa and Connor suggests they watch a movie. Simon chooses The Hangover purely because Connor hasn't seen it before. They talk over the film mostly, Connor talks about Ireland, and Simon talks about school and his mum and how Cleo had helped him. Connor tries to ignore the sadness in Simon's eyes whenever Simon brings up Cleo, but its hard to not notice.

"You loved her, didn't you?" Connor asks and Simon lets out a deep breath.

"I did...Maybe I still do," Simon admits and Connor looks him in the eyes.

"Try to focus on something else, or someone else, try to imagine that everything with Cleo wasn't good in the end, which is why you aren't together now," Connor says and Simon gulps, nodding.

What could he focus on? His mother? His friends? His studies? No, he chose to focus on the boy right in front of his very eyes. And as he did so, he realises, if he hadn't of broken it off with Cleo, he would have never realised his feelings for Connor, he may have never met Connor. If Connor wasn't here Simon would be alone, attempting to battle emotions he didn't want to feel anymore.

"Thank you," Simon whispers, eyes still locked onto Connor's.

"For what?" Connor laughs, his laughter fades a little when he realises the seriousness of Simon's face.

"For helping me, for being there, for caring," Simon says and Connor nods, eyes flickering towards the tv and then back to Simon.

"And thank you, for staring at me in the changing rooms that day, or else we might not be sitting here staring at each other right now," Connor smiles and Simon mirrors the smile.

"I like you," Simon says, "There, I admitted it properly,"

Connor grins, his teeth on show as he chuckles, "And I like you,"

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Thank you for reading!!!

its mad, i'm so in love with Connor rn like what

anyway, i hope you enjoyed guys

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