ButterCream Squad Imagines

Conor Maynard- I'll keep you save, always.

Requested by PrincessEvie14 sorry it took so long 💗. Hope you like it xx
Prompts: "I want to protect you." "Do you trust me?" "I'll keep you save.

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Conor opened the door late at night to find you covered in bruises, lip bleeding and tears were running down her cheek.

"Y/n what-t happene-d-d?" He stuttered.

You were silent for a secon, you didn't look up at him at all.

"He hit me" You croaked.

By He you meant your boyfreind well ex now, your relationship was toxic but you didn't see that, until his fist came in contact with your face for the first time.

When this happened you got out as soon as possible and immediately made your way to Conor, your best freinds house.

You saw his entire body tense, his fists were in balls.

"When I get my hands on that mothefucker he will fucking suffer." He roared.

"Conor" You whispered "Please just hug me."

He pulled you inside and wrapped his arms round you in a protective hug.

"Let me go see him" He said as you pulled out the hug.

"No please don't" You pleaded.

"But he can't get away with this, he need someone to show him that this isn't fucking okay. I want to protect you y/n" He insisted.

"Not right now, stay with me please" You begged.

"Fine, how about we watch a Disney movie?" He suggested.

You spent the rest of the night snuggled in Conor's arms watching a marathon of your favourite disney movies.

You felt so save in his arms. Like nothing could ever harm you.

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You woke up in Conor's empty bed.

You grabbed his hoodie because it was cold and went to find Conor.

"Fucking touch her ever agian and I'll murder you!" You heard Conor roar.

"Ha, you wouldn't do shit" Your ex, you felt your entire body tense.

"Wow Conor stop!" Jack called.

You walked in to see Conor reaptadly hitting you ex and Jack attempting to stop him.

"Stop" You said loudly.

Conor immediately froze.

Everyone turned to look at you.

Only then did you notice the bruises on Conor's face and a bag that looked to be full with your stuff.

"Get out" You you said harshly looking at your ex.

"No" He said and crossed his arms across his chest.

"She said-" Jack was cut off.

"GET THE FUCK OUT" Conor bellowed at him.

Your ex froze and looked terrifed for a second.

Conor opened the door and full force shoved him out the door.

Your ex didn't put up much of a fight.

"Goodbye don't ever come back" Conor hissed as he slammed the door.

"Conor I asked you not to say anything" You reminded.

"I didn't I just slammed my fist in to his face" Conor chuckled.

You raised an eyebrow.

"Okay I'm sorrt, I just couldn't let him get away with it." He admitted.

You sighed.

"You didn't have to do anything anything" You said.

"But I wanted to" He replied.

"Hey I'm going to have to go now, I hope you feel better soon y/n." Jack said as he headed out the door.

"Do you trust me?" Conor asked.

"Of course! Why?" You replied.

"Move in?" He asked.

"Really? But you only have one spare bed shouldn't you get a roommate that can actually afford to pay there full share of the rent?" You babbled.

Conor knew that at the mintute you couldn't afford to pay rent but he didn't care, he just wanted to protect you.

"It's fine, come here" He said as he opened his arms to hug you.

He hugged you tightly. His familiar scent filled your nostriles.

"I'll keep you save, always" He whispered.