I was sat on the sofa flicking through the channels, with my legs folded up to my chest and my arms wrapped round them as I rested my head on my knee caps.
"Ahh here we go" I mumbled to my self as I finally found something to watch, it was 'Keeping up with the Kardashians' dont judge me its a good show! i was brought out of my trace of watching the Kardashians by a door slamming shut. I snapped my head round to see who it was and my eyes landed on Crystal dragging her overly sized bright pink suitcase down the bus, her mascara was smudged making her look like a panda and her hair well lets just say, saying like it had been dragged through a hedge backwards would be an understatement.
"I hope you're happy now you slut!" She snapped at me as she quickly walked passed me tripping on her high heels with every other step she took. I watched her walked towards the front of the bus
"Open the door!" She screeched at Phil, the door quickly opened and she stepped down the steps on to the tarmac outside, as she struggled to drag her suitcase with her
"Would you like any help?" Phil asked sweetly as just like me he watched her struggle
"No I'm fine" she snapped when we could both clearly see she wasn't, I was having to bite the inside of my cheek to stop my self from smiling or laughing
"Alright suit yourself" Phil said as he sat back in his chair with his arms crossed to watch the rest of Crystals dramatic exit. When she finally got her case off the stairs Phil quickly shut the door
"Good riddance" he mumbled to himself but loud enough for me to hear
"I second that Phil" I chuckled as Phil did the same. The door leading to the bunk bed room suddenly shot open making me jump
"Has she gone?" Conor asked sounding slightly confused, I just nodded my head in response as I was distracted by his hot messy morning hair....no Kels you hate him.
"Oh well easy come easy go" he said as he shrugged his shoulders whilst he took as seat on the sofa next to me. I stared at him I don't know if I was angry, confused or hurt. Did he say that when we broke up?
"You can't say that Conor" I said with annoyance clear in my tone of voice
"What? I never loved her" He said as if it was ok, I sat there in complete shock
"Conor you can't just do that to a girl!" I was starting to raise my voice in anger, I may not of liked the girl but he can't just chuck her away as if she's a piece of rubbish
"Why are you defending the girl? You hated her" Conor raised his voice to me, I was about to respond to him when Mark came in
"GUYS! For goodness sake save it for when we lock you in the room!" He said sounding annoyed
"You do realise how wrong that sounds Mark?" I said trying to hold in the laughter
"Oh grow up Kelsey"
"Oops sounds like someone got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning" I mumbled to my self but i must of said louder than I though as Conor let out a small chuckle
"What did you say Kels?" Mark questioned
"Nothing" I smiled sweetly at him. I resumed back to watching the Kardashians for 5 minutes before Conor spoke up
"Why do we have to watch this rubbish?"
"We don't!" I said not taking my eyes off the screen
"Great lets turn it over" Conor said sounding slightly happy
"Nope" I said popping the 'p'
"What you just said we don't have to watch it" he complained
"Yeh you don't have to, you can go back to your king sized bed, as for me I want to watch it, not 'I have to'" I smirked at him in a cocky manner which caused a sigh of frustration from Conor. It was silent for a few more minutes when Conor spoke again
"How come Mark can call you Kels but I can't?" He asked sounding a bit hurt
"Because I hate you and not Mark" I said as I looked straight at him, a flash of hurt appeared in his eyes but quickly vanished
"Why do you hate me? It should be who hates you!" Conor started to raise his voice again but before I could answer back Mark spoke out again
"GIVE UP!" He snapped at both of us causing us to drop the conversation.
Half an hour passed before I decided to get some breakfast, I jumped up from where I was sitting and walked towards the cupboard and got out some fruitloops and poured them into a bowl before covering them with milk. Mark was sat at the table with load of paper work around him so I decided to sit back on the sofa and not risk spilling my breakfast all over his paper work as he's already in a bad mood I doubt he would be able to see the funny side of the accident. I took my seat back next to Conor and I tell you if looks could kill I would off dropped dead at that moment, for a second I wondered why he was staring at me and then I realised I had fruitloops and he didn't, I decided to ignore his stare and starting eating but I was going to milk this for all its worth and eat them really slowly making sure Conor was watching me
"Can I help you?" I asked Conor after he had been watching me eat for the past 5 minutes
"Please could I have some?" He asked
"Hmmm no" I said after tapping my index finger on my chin pretending to think
"Whyyyy?" He whined like a little child
"Because MY fans gave them to me and not you" I said as if was talking to a child
"Bitch" he mumbled under his breath but I still heard him
"Slut" I mumbled back, Conor chuckled before responding
"That's rich coming from you" he said in a sharp tone, I looked at him in complete shock is he really blaming that night on me?
"Right are we ready?" Claire said as she walked into the room rubbing her hands together
"For what?" Me and Conor both said at that same time
"Sitting in a room for 3 hours" she smirked
"What we are actually doing it?" Conor asked on shock
"Yeh, now come on. Both of you grab a bottle of water and go to the quiet room" we just sat there not moving and just staring at her
"Come on then get going" she ordered, me and Conor both looked at each other and let out a sigh of frustration before getting up and walking to the quiet room. As soon as we were both in the room Claire slammed the door closed from the outside
"What are we meant to do?" I shouted through the door
"Talk about why you hate each other and sort it out" she shouted back through the door, Conor had already taken a seat on the floor with his back against the wall
"I did not sign up for this Claire! This is not part of the contract I sign before we came on this tour!" I shouted
"I know but I didn't sign up to spend four weeks on a tour bus with two teenagers who are constantly arguing and screaming at the top of their lungs at each other neither but look what happened" Mark shouted through the door
"touche" I mumbled under my breath. I heard the door lock, I rolled my eyes and turned around and sat on the other side of the square room so I was sat on the floor directly across from him
"Have fun!" Mark, phil and Claire shouted before we heard the bus door close.
-----------authors note------
I may be uploading again tonight because I love you all that much that much ahaha
Anyways I hope you enjoyed this chapter even though it doesn't really move the story on much but that's why I'm uploading again tonight. Vote comment and share please and if you like follow me on twitter @Maynardspanda I follow back
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On tour with my ex...Conor Maynard
FanfictionWhen Kelsey Frost was told she was going on tour she didn't expect to be having to share a tour bus with her ex boyfriend Conor Maynard. Her and Conor hate each other after a big misunderstanding at a party when they were 17 but neither of them real...
