Changing Connor ~A sequel to changing Cameron~

Chapter 2- princess in trouble

"Aria? Please come here for a second", I call up. A few seconds later I hear soft little footsteps coming down the stairs. Then a head peak into the kitchen. "Come sit at the table for a second please". She slowly walks over to a chair and pulls it out, then sits down. I turn towards her and lean against a cabinet and cross my arms. "Did you clean your room like daddy told you to?". She takes in a deep breath.

"I was going to but then I started playing with the stuff I found and it was super fun so I had to show Joseph and he was amazed I think he giggled I'm not sure but DADDY you should have seent the toys I found!", she replies, not even taking a breath in between sentences. Connor comes into the room carrying a cup of coffee. He sees Aria sitting at the table pouting and looks over at me.

"What's wrong with our princess?", he asks. I look at Aria, my look saying "tell him or I will". Aria is Connor's child, she lives to impress him and have him tell her he's proud. Even though she could make either of us proud just by saying one itty bitty word. But the fact that she's already so smart just makes our proudness triple.

Aria just sits at the table, not saying a word. "Ms Aria didn't do what daddy asked her to do. Aria, what didn't you do? Ya gotta tell him", I reply. He turns to face Aria and tears build in her eyes.

"I- I didn't clean my room", she says before bursting into tears. I sigh and go over to her and pick her up. "I'm sorry daddy. I'm so so so sorry". I hold her to my chest and look over at Connor, who seems to be smiling.

After a while, I put her down and she wipes her face. "Now, are you going to clean your room?", I ask. She smiles and nods her head, then runs up to her room. Connor watches her leave before coming infront of me and putting his hands on my waist.

"I have to go to LA for a couple of days", he says. My smiles fades and he notices. "Hey, it's just for Vidcon, you know that we rely on that check and the money. And you have to admit, the money is pretty good. So, I have to do this Cam, please don't be mad". I kiss him quickly and he smiles a little.

"Fine, but don't expect a party when you get back", I say, removing his hands from my waist before walking off. I walk out of the kitchen and start to watch tv, until I hear Joseph start crying.

"You got this, right babe?", Connor asks, kissing me on the cheek before heading off to our shared room. I groan and go up to Joseph's room and take him out of his crib and rock him. He soon stops crying and his eyes start to droop.

"One day, you'll have both dads to take care of your fulltime. But for now, Connor's still in his Youtube days and we have to respect that", I say to the baby. "I'm telling my problems to my very very VERY young child. My life has come to this". I kiss him head gently before placing his inside the crib. "But I wouldn't change it for anything".

I go back to Connor and I's room and see that he's packing his clothes. "Do you have to go to Vidcon every year? I mean, aren't they sick of you? Let the newer Youtubers have a chance", I say, only half joking.

"I promised that as long as I could I would film. Cameron I'm still changing lives, you have to understand that. Some people rely on people like me to save them from depression or sadness or.. something awful like that", he replies. I sigh and sit down on the bed.

"I still don't know why that person has to be you. They have so many other people to look up to. Connor you're a father now! You have to think about changing and shaping the lives of our children, not somebody else's children", I say. He looks at me like I just said something to offend him.

"How can you say that? OUR CHILDREN HAVE YOU! Some kids don't have anyone and you just go and say that? That's the most selfish thing I have ever heard you say, I'm done talking to you", he says before shutting his suit case and picking it up. "Talk to me when you don't wanna be a selfish person", then he walks out of the room.

I walk out of the room and follow him downstairs. "Con", I say. He throws his bag onto the couch and leans against it. I walk up to him and wrap my arms around his neck. "I don't understand and I don't think I ever will. But I just want our babies to have everything. I want them to have there dad back and I want my husband back, we need you". He sighs and leans in and kisses me deeply.

"You guys have me. And you always will. In a few years, those guys won't. So let them have this, okay?", he asks. I nod slowly and he smiles. He kisses my forehead and we stay like this for a while. In a few years, yeah. That'll be a time.