"After all I've done for you Conor, I thought we were in the same boat on this one!"
Aaron shout it straight in my face and I quickly take a step back out of surprise.
"I thought you said you were going to support everything I wanted to do, this is my career we're talking about, not your fucking record label, I'm done with this shit!"
I turn around and slam the door shut, I don't even care about it being a glass door, I'd be more than happy if it broke. I'm furious as I quickly make my way out of the office, never that I place my feet on this floor again.
Aaron have always been there to support me and my career, he was like a dad to me when I first moved to London on my own, nineteen years old. Why the fuck have he just turned his back to me like that, he was more like a friend than a manager to me and now have I lost them both.
I drive in silence as the anger slowly wear off and leave me feeling all empty inside. Tears begin to slowly make their way down my cheeks and I start doubting if this actually was the right thing to do. I stop at a red-light coming up and without thinking do I smash my fist into the car window. I'm surprised it doesn't brake considering how much my hand hurts after it.
I sigh, the fact that I'm beginning to be more aggressive scare me, it means the old me is coming back, the one I were in my later teens, I used to end up in fights all the time due to my aggression. I thought I'd gone past that stage of my life, yesterday was the time I thought my life was perfect, I've got a girlfriend, a supportive family, a career and I'm able to buy whatever I want. Still do I end up being depressed.
........
I don't know for how long I sit in the car, crying my eyes out, but I'm not willing to go up to Anna in this state even though all I want is to snuggle up with her in bed, making sure she's fine.
I wait for almost an hour before I'm one hundred percent sure that she'll be asleep and won't tell how I'm feeling before I step out of the car and take the lift up from the garage.
I unlock the door and make my way to the kitchen to run my hand under some cold water to help reduce some of the swelling. I take out the packet of paracetamol from the cupboard and swallow a tablet to help with the pain. The flat is dead quiet and I glance into Jack's room on my way up to Anna. He's sleeping heavily, outstretched over the double bed.
I let my clothes drop to the floor and stand and watch Anna for a while before stepping into bed. She's wearing my T-shirt to bed and I love when she does that. I usually tease her about wearing my clothes, asking her why she likes it so much, but to be honest do my heart melt when I see her in my trackies and hoodies, she's literally the cutest thing ever. Her brown hair is spread out over the white pillow making her head look very small. And I even manage to laugh a little even though I'm not in mood for anything.
I crawl under the duvet pulling Anna into my chest, snuggle my face into the crook of her neck. I've been longing for this the whole day and breathing in her smell makes me so relaxed, soon enough am I asleep with the one I love in my arms.
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Anna's P.O.V
I wake up with Conor's arms around me making me feel strangled. He must've come home late as I didn't even notice when he joined me last night.
"Gorgeous you're strangling me"
I try wriggle out if his grip without any success. Conor just moan at me, proving once again that he got home late from work. I give up and just relax in his arms, I better enjoy it now that he's being so cute. I turn around and face him, leaving a kiss on his nose, he scrunch it up and I end up laughing at him. Conor start leaving kisses on the start of my neck making his way up to my face and end up kissing me passionately on the lips. I smile in the kiss, the feeling I get when he kiss me just never go away, it has been the same since our first one, fireworks exploding inside of me.
"What's up with you today, gorgeous?"
I look at Conor with curios eyes as he usually isn't like this in the morning, I'm not complaining though, I love waking up to a love-craving boyfriend.
"Nothing, can't I just be like this without you start wondering what's wrong?"
It comes out a bit snappy and my heart stop for a second, there's something he's hiding from me, something's seriously wrong.
"Just tell me what's happened Con"
I sit up leaning on my elbows looking at Conor facing the white duvet, not making any eye contact with me.
"It's nothing, just forget about it, I'm probably just tired, you know I came home late last night"
I know it's not the truth but I leave him with it, he'll tell me when he's ready. I trust him and know it probably isn't anything about our relationship.
"I'm sorry gorgeous, I'll go down and make us some breakfast in bed, you just stay here and have some rest"
I step out of bed and he returns me with a smile that says it all, nothing's changed between us, not that I was scared about it, I literally believe it's going to be us two until the end.
I put on some trackies and tie my hair up in a messy bun, leaving Conors T-shirt that I slept in on. He grin at me as I begin to make my way down to the kitchen, he always teases me about borrowing his clothes, I leave before he manage to find something to say.
I usually just make some tea and cereal for breakfast but today do I really want to make an effort, I go all in on the full English with scrambled eggs, bacon and toasts, just to top it off with a cup of our favourite hot chocolate with whipped cream.
I walk in and check on Jack and I'm surprised over that he's already awake the time not being more than nine o'clock.
"Here you have, one portion of Anna's special English breakfast and two special nurofen tablets for your back, feeling any better?"
I place everything down on his bedside table, looking at him swallow the tablets before he dig in on the food. He grit his teeth as he try to sit up in bed. I grab his hand and help him to get into a more comfortable position.
"I think you got an answer on your question, I feel nothing but hit by a bus"
Jack smile and I can tell he's trying to laugh it off, it's not working though and I look at him with concerned eyes.
"Just chill Anna, I'm fine or I'm probably going to be once I've finished this"
Jack look at the plate with food and smile at me with thankful eyes, I'm glad he's back being his jokey self, it means he's beginning to feel better already.
I open the door to mine and Conor's room and spot Conor in bed with his phone, sometimes does it almost feel like I have to compete for Conor's relationship against his phone, I do actually think that that little device knows more about Conor than he knows about himself.
Conor drop his phone down on the duvet and look up at me smiling. I just laugh at him as he looks like he haven't eaten in months.
It's first when I hand him his cup that I spot his hand, it's swollen and bruised, almost like he's hit someone.
"Conor your hand, you're hurt"
I take the cup out if his grip before taking a closer look at his hand. Conor wince in pain as I touch it and I can tell he's trying not to show me how much it's hurting.
"It's nothing, just forget about it"
I can feel my heart break a little as he says it, I know he doesn't mean it but it hurts when he won't tell me what's wrong.
"Conor I can clearly tell something isn't right, just tell me what it's is!"
I'm probably sounding a bit harsh and Conor shrug back, turning away from me.
"I'm sorry Con, I'm just worried about you, you haven't been in a fight have you, I thought you left that past behind you?"
I sit down on the bed and place my hand on his back, drawing circles with my fingers.
I can hear him take a deep breath before he turn around and collapse in my arms. I embrace him as he start crying against my shoulder and continue to stroke his back, waiting for him to open up towards me. I'm a bit shocked if I'm honest, Conor's usually the strongest link in our relationship and it's usually him that do this to me.
"I'm so sorry Anna"
Conor look up at me and I swipe his tears away from his cheeks, I'm not going to press him to say what it is, he'll tell me when he's ready. Conor let his head fall back on my chest.
"It's Aaron, we're over, the whole Parlaphone UK thing is over, I'm not signed any more"
Conor whisper into my chest and I lean down and kiss the top of his head.
"Did Aaron fire you?"
I just guess and according to the state he's in wouldn't it surprise me if he got fired.
"No, no he didn't I just told him that I wanted to continue as an unsigned artist and asked for his support but he just went bananas on me and told me to stop being ungrateful, I just left the studio"
Conor has calmed down a bit and is sat beside me on the bed, I'm actually pissed off on Aaron for doing this to him, they've always been close and more like friends than manager and employee. I didn't thought someone like him would do this to anyone and him doing it to his closet friend just makes me furious.
"You didn't hit him, did you?"
I point at his swollen hand that's placed in his lap, it's literally huge and have taken a slight bluish colour.
"No, do you literally think I would do something like that to him, my best friend Anna, I wouldn't do that how angry I may be, I punched my car window because I was pissed off"
Conor look down at the floor slightly embarrassed, I'm glad it wasn't Aaron's face that caused the swelling even though he still is hurt.
"Let me look at it"
I take his hand in mine and take a proper look.
"It's okay I promise you, you know I've been through this hundreds of times before in my past"
"Conor that doesn't mean I'm not worried about you now, let me wrap it up to reduce the swelling a bit, it'll make it feel a lot better"
I pull Conor up from the bed and lead him into the bathroom. I give him a order to sit down on the toilet lid before I take out the first aid kit from the bathroom cabinet. I wrap it up in some bandage and I can see Conor gritting his teeth as he try not show how much pain he's in.
"Now to the pain relief"
I look at him and smile before I kiss his hand.
"Hey I want some if that too"
Conor put a finger under my chin and tilt my head up. I lean forward and let my lips crush onto his, gripping bits of his hair as the kiss become more passionate. We pull away catching our breaths at the same time.
"Thank you gorgeous"
Conor peck my lips before I get to say something.
"I love you"
I place my hand on his cheek looking into his ocean blue eyes. It's almost like they're bluer than usual.
"I love you too baby, I love you too"