Connected to One Direction | 1D fanfic

60 *SMUT*

Connor's POV

I'm sat with my mum and my little sister at the table. It's the first time I've seen them in months since tour.

"Such a shame you and Y/N broke up I really liked her." My mum says.

"Yeah." I comfort her.

"Yeah she was so pretty." My sister Cat breaks out.

I sigh.

"She was the most beautiful girl I have ever known and I lost her."

"You don't regret not saving yourself though?" My mum asks.

"Saving what? Money?" Cat exclaims.

Of course Cat didn't understand anything like that as she was ten.

"No I don't."

I think for a moment.

"I really miss her." I almost cry but I stop myself. "It ended and there's no way I can recover it."

"It was a fucking explosion." I whisper into my mother's ear.

She moves her blonde hair behind her ear and tries to settle me.

"Don't cry Con-Con." Cat sniffles.

I remember the first time I met Y/N on the Xfactor.

The group of five girls approach me and she was the one who stood out.

She smiles brightly.

"I'm Courtney. I'm like the main girl in the band alongside Harriet."

The one with the really green eyes speaks up, "I'm Harriet."

Harriet spoke really slowly.

Y/N looks up at the girls like she admires them a lot.

"Let me speak please. Um I'm Y/N." She breaks out, very sassily.

I can't help but look at her.

The blonde one laughs.

"I'm Isha. Sorry she's laughing she just gets very nervous."

"So I'm actually really happy I'm in a band. I really wanted this." Y/N says.

I thought she was pretty but her bubbly personality was something else

"I'm Ellie." The blonde one laughs.

She catches my eye too especially after she spoke.

I loved her accent and her smile.

"You must be the Irish one." I say.

"How did you know that?" She asks.

"Because you just spoke you donut." Courtney breaks out.

I try to pick out their accents as they talk on at me.

Ellie was Irish. I got that right.

Courtney was definitely Midlands. Her accent was that strong.

Harriet was a fellow Londoner I could spot that from a mile off.

"I'm from Bradford." Isha says.

"Right." I nod.

We then started hanging out all the time and become good friends with all of them.

And the rest was like a fever dream.

"Shit maybe I miss you." I think. "I'll be back with you babe soon."

"Are you talking to yourself?" My mum asks. Her name is Caroline.