Recent content by Connor Holland

Ambsley simply so perfectly matched that nobody can imagine Ainsley with anyone else :r Sofi & Naveen Khatri would be a bit of a disaster, I think they're both so gentle and lacking in confidence that they'd just turn into a black hole of awkwardness and avoidance :V

By all logic, Connor should be crying. He knew he should, but instead he felt numb, emptiness buzzing and echoing all through him. Through the last few, horrible years, connecting with his father had been one of the only things keeping him going. His life may have fallen apart, but he had a...

Connor had known, he had known that whatever this was, it would hurt to hear. But knowing something and being ready for it are very different things. He took a few shaky breaths, trying to collect his thoughts. It's exactly what I said, he quickly rationalised. He's insecure. He wanted to...

Connor didn't want to believe anything Eric had said, he desperately wanted it all to be untrue. But Eric was... crying, he was crushed in a way Connor had never, ever seen before. All of the things Eric had tried to stamp out of him when they were children. Seeing him so distraught tugged at...

Connor wasn't scared often, but seeing Eric this distraught, this certain that everything was wrong... scared the sh*t out of him. “No...” He croaked, pulling his brother into his arms and hugging tight. “No, he's just... scared, Eric, he just... wasn't ready for us. He wasn't ready for us...

Connor did his best not to wince at the invite. He really didn't want to come round and bask in someone else's happiness. He couldn't say no though, so he quickly snapped a smile onto his face. "Sure."

conor nodded and bit back the feeling of failure. another way he was behind. "thats cool... congratulations."

Connor nodded at the explanation. "cool." he said, takign some nachos. "so you guys live together?"

Connor looked up when the food arrived and was surprised wen linden invited him to share. "Thanks." He mumbled, helping himself ot some nachos.

"spounds cool." connor nodded. ((i g2g 2 bed xoxo))

Connor listened in surrpise. "Oh wow. And youre gonna fo find one?"

Eric reaching for him was so unfamiliar that it was hard not to flinch away but Connor managed it, squeezing Eric's hands back tightly as he listened. His heart clenched at the words, mind racing to justify them. Feeling like he wasn't good enough - that made sense. It was obvious really...

As brave as he was trying to be, Connor really didn't want to hear this. Whatever had happened, his family was never going to be the same. The guilt and nerves that had been gnawing at his stomach became a pit as Eric spoke, horror seeping out from it to fill his limbs. Whatever Eric was...

Each word hung heavily in the air, a chance for Connor to turn around, close this door and pretend things were the same as they had been. It would be easy - it would be so easy, to just forget whatever had made Eric so upset and go on trying to connect with his father, but now... there was no...

Guilt and nerves gnawed at Connor's stomach, chewing their way upwards. He knew things between him and Eric were bad, had been for a long time. He knew the subject of their father was a deeply sore one, but in this moment it all felt meaningless. Ten minutes ago he would have crawled across...