You Probably Won't See It - Connor Sharpe x reader

Chapter 10

Okay, no, wait. Back up. Let me just set the scene.

It was Saturday afternoon. Yumi and I were both lying on her bedroom floor like sad noodles.

Anyway, we were talking about school, random classes, teachers we hate, the usual, when out of nowhere, I got a notification.

> wait what school do you go to?

I blinked.

I looked at Yumi.

“What?” she asked, her face slightly stiff from the drying mask.

“He just asked what school I go to.”

We both sat up way too fast and kind of smacked heads in the process, but whatever.

I stared at the message like it was a trap. What was I supposed to say?? I mean… was I allowed to say it? Was this like, weird?

Then I was like, screw it. We talked till midnight. We exchanged selfies. I think we’re past the point of boundaries.

I laughed under my breath, kicking Yumi lightly with my foot. “He’s freaking out,” I whispered, eyes wide with disbelief.

I blinked. Jake?

“Yumi…” I said slowly, showing her the screen. “He says Jake mentioned me before.”

She blinked. “Mentioned you? Like what, casually? With a full on shoutout?”

“No idea! But what are the odds?!”

I flopped back onto the bed dramatically. “I can’t believe I’ve probably walked past him in the hall.”

“And didn’t even notice,” Yumi added.

But before either of us could spiral any further, Yumi’s phone started buzzing with a FaceTime call.

“Jake,” she said, raising a brow. “Speak of the devil.”

She answered it and put him on speaker. His face popped up, half lit by whatever lamp he was sitting near. “Yo,” he said casually. “What’s up losers.”

“First of all, rude,” I said. “Second of all, where are you?”

Jake tilted his phone a bit and that’s when I noticed the background. That piano. That room. I’d seen it in like five of the Sharpe family’s videos.

“Are you at—” I started.

“I’m at my friend's, Aidan’s,” Jake shrugged. “We’re gaming.”

Yumi’s eyes widened at the exact same time mine did. Aidan. Connor’s brother.

And then it happened.

Behind Jake, the door opened and Connor himself walked in, barefoot, in a hoodie, holding a bag of chips.

I sat up like I’d been electrocuted.

“Hey,” Jake said over his shoulder, “Say hi to the girl you’ve been texting, loverboy.”

Connor froze.

Then slowly turned to the camera.

“Oh my god,” I whispered.

Yumi burst out laughing as Connor blinked at the screen. “Wait. Y/N?!”

“I—I—what is happening,” I said, covering my face.

Connor ran a hand through his hair, looking somewhere between amused and panicked.

Then of course Aidan popped into frame too. “Wait, who are you guys talking to? Is that the girl you—”

Connor shoved him lightly. “AIDAN. Not helping.”

Yumi was dying. Jake was just smiling like he had orchestrated the entire thing. And me? I wanted to melt into the carpet.

“Well,” Jake said finally. “Now that the whole friend group knows, I guess this is official or whatever.”

Connor rolled his eyes, but then he looked at me again through the screen. “Hi,” he said, kind of soft, a smile tugging at his lips.

I managed a shy little wave. “Hi.”

And for once, there wasn’t anything to text. Because we were looking right at each other.