𝕃𝕆𝕊𝔼ℝ • conan gray

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟙

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Conan waits for my answer as he catches his breath. My mind was racing, thinking of every single possible reason why he would want to talk to me.

Oh right, he's probably gonna say something about the coffee incident.

"Oh uh, sure." I reluctantly say as I sit on the hood of my car, patting the vacant spot beside me for him to sit on. He thanked me and proceeded to sit down.

For about two minutes all we did was stare at random things, too nervous to say anything at all. I start playing with the chains attached to the belt loops of my jeans.

I took a tiny glance at him and saw his freckled face get soaked in the golden color of the sunset. His curly hair and eyes that were once dark colored lit up in a golden honey hue.

I had only noticed now that he was wearing an outfit that had a combination of primary colors. An oversize yellow tee, his usual black shorts, yellow socks, and blue sneakers paired with a blue baseball cap.

It suits him. Makes him look cute.

What.

"So uh, I noticed things have been very awkward between us for the past three weeks."

No shit, Sherlock.

"I can tell." I reply staring in the distance, still not making eye contact with him. "Yeah, haha." he laughs as he shifts uncomfortably from his sitting position.

I rolled my eyes at the lanky Asian boy, already wanting to get this over with. "Just get to the point, Conan. I have places to be." I say as I play with the chains on my jeans again.

I've been doing that so many times already.

"Look, I wanna apologize." he says and finally looks at me, but I still don't do the same. "For what?" I say, trying to be clueless. "For... well, everything!" he says as he moves his arms around.

"I'm sorry for spilling iced coffee on the day of audition. I swear I didn't mean to do it. I didn't do it as an act of revenge either." he sincerely apologized, as if he read my mind.

I finally mustered up enough courage to look him in the eyes. Once I looked up to his dark brown eyes that glowed in contact with the setting sun, I was instantly caught in a trance. "I..."

Great, I lost the ability to speak.

Once I remembered what I was supposed to say, I shook my head to prevent getting lost any further into those eyes. I finally swallowed my pride and gathered all the courage to apologize to him.

"I'm sorry too for spilling milkshake on you. My friend told me you had to postpone your video because of me." the moment I mentioned his videos his eyes widened as his shoulders tensed, and a tint of pink covered his freckled cheeks.

"W-wait, you watch my videos?!" he stutters. I mentally laughed at his embarrassed state.

"Uh no, my friend does. And if I did I would've already known who you were, duh." I replied to which he let out a breath of relief as his shoulders relax.

"Okay, good." he said and laughed awkwardly. "So... can we be friends now?" he asks and holds his hand out.

I pretended to deeply think about it for the sake of messing with him. Once I saw his face painted with worry, I broke my character and laughed. "Alright, fine. Friends." I say and shake his hand.

It took a thick second for us to realize we haven't let go of each other's hand, and once we finally did, Christine and Liz saw us while walking towards Christine's car. "Ooh, am I seeing what I think I'm seeing?" Christine asked with a knowing smirk.

Conan and I quickly let go and stood up. "NO! No uh, definitely not. He was just telling me about... something." I say as my cheeks start to heat up, unable to think of an excuse. I look at Conan who was also blushing, and then behind Christine only to see Liz, who did not look so excited about the holding of hands.

So this little bird likes the boy, huh.

"Anyway, I have to go now. It was nice talking to all of you." I say and quickly enter my car, not giving them the chance to reply. And with that I sped off to Alisa's apartment, since we agreed to stay at her place for the last week of rehearsals before we won't be seeing each other for many months.

I check my side mirror to see Christine lightly punching the flustered Conan's shoulder as Liz watches me in the distance.

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"BITCH YOU DID WHAT?" Alisa yells laying on her bed after I tell her what happened for the fourth time this evening. "It's not that big of a deal, okay? We simply forgot to let go of each other's hand." I defend, sitting beside her at the edge of the mattress.

"Plus the contact was very awkward." I recalled the earlier events as Alisa only rolls her eyes. "Yeah, but what if he actually likes you, Prairs?" she says.

"Of course he likes me" I say as her eyes widen.

"As a friend." I continue, and Alisa scoffs. "Alright, whatever you say." she finally gives in. "You're lucky you have a boyfriend or I would've forced you to chat him by now." she continues.

"Please, the only reason you'd want me to message him is because you want to talk to him." I say, winning the argument once more while Alisa just groans in defeat.

"Are you friends now though? Like, no hard feelings?" she asks. "Of course. I just don't plan on him getting too close to me." I explain and Alisa nods understandingly.

"Speaking of boyfriends, though..." I trail off in thought as Alisa leans forward, ready to listen to any juicy story I have to offer. "Mark has been acting very strange lately."

"Oh hon, is it because of that time he flaked on your date during your anniversary?" she asked. "Times, Lis. He's been doing that a lot of times now." I correct her and her face softens.

"I'm sorry Prairs, maybe he's just really busy with his work." she tries to cheer me up. "You're right." I sigh. "It's just that he's also been a bit cold lately. Every time we do get to hang out it's not like old times. He wouldn't cuddle with me as much he used to." I rant.

"Stress?" Alisa says, thinking of more logical reasons. "Look, I know Mark is a good guy, and you know that more than I do, so all you can do right now is trust him, alright?" she continues as she pats my back.

"Alright, I'll try not to think about it too much." I say as I lay beside her, opening my phone and start scrolling through my twitter feed, trying to push negative thoughts about my relationship with Mark to the back of my mind.

After a few minutes of browsing I ended up on Conan's account. "made a friend today (:" I see Conan's most recent tweet and smile, knowing exactly who he was talking about.

After a few more minutes of scrolling, Alisa suggests we watch some Netflix. I went to her kitchen to make some popcorn in the microwave as she opens her laptop and opens her Netflix account.

Soon after that, we both fell asleep with the laptop still on.

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God bless and hope y'all enjoyed this chapter!
-iana <3