~Weird~ Connor Murphy x Reader (DEH)[COMPLETE]

FIFTY-EIGHT

Her eyes widened as she took a breath. "Connor-"

"You're going out of state, aren't you?"

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Y/N nod. My view was fixed on anything but the screen. I didn't know what to think.

We were gonna be apart anyway, so what am I worried about?

"I'm sorry," She nervously apologized as I mindlessly tugged on my sheets. "I just- I guess that part is just getting to me now..."

"No, I know," I quickly said, looking back at the screen now. "It's just gonna be super fucking weird. Or maybe not, I'm not sure. Like, we won't be able to easily meet up somewhere because you're hours away by plane. We're not gonna be able to rush to each other's houses and just... Geez, it's gonna be different."

"You'll be able to survive without me." Y/N chuckled with a soft smile.

"Sure, but it's still gonna be different." I shrugged and then glanced back at my letter. Then I turned back to the screen where Y/N's eyes met mine. "Honestly, how can I survive without your sweet, sweet annoying voice?"

She snorted and rolled her eyes as I laughed. "Your sarcasm is amusing, Murphy."

"I do my best."

•••

Ever since we both got our letters, everything seemed to go by quicker than I expected. Days started turning into weeks, and weeks became a month and a half. Y/N and I spent as much time as we could. Sometimes we snuck into each other's houses. We also saw a few movies and shit, the whole cheesy dating stuff.

There were nights filled with video calling and that eventually turned into group video calling.

So now, I was apparently part of a Google Hangouts group called "problematic™" that comprised of me, Y/N, Jared, Gianna, Zoe, Evan, and Alana.

I couldn't think of a better-suited name.

My parents also had the idea of setting up a garage sale to get rid of the stuff I wouldn't need before I left. Zoe said she'd only agree to it if some of the money was donated to a charity. I thought it was a pretty good idea, and my parents did too. I just hoped they didn't agree to it to just make themselves look good.

Their arguing definitely didn't make them look good.

My phone suddenly buzzed while I was listening to music and getting high. I quickly read the message, tearing my headphones off.

Y/N- i just got done with work. you still want me to come over?

Me- yea sure just don't come through the front door

Y/N- the window again? i mean, i'm not complaining because i've got some GREAT climbing skills *whips*

Me- jesus y/n i'm about to delete your contact

Me- and your climbing skills aren't that cool, just sayin

Y/N- wow how rude >:0

I sighed, reluctantly put out a joint, and laid back down on the floor with my headphones around my neck. I probably should've put them on, though, because even though they died down, my parents still fought.

Minutes later as I was zoning out, I jumped at the sound of tapping on the window. There was Y/N still in her work uniform.

I quickly opened the window and let her in. "Hey,"

"Hey," Y/N smiled, and then turned to a cardboard box at the foot of my bed. I had already filled it with some stuff I didn't need. It was already halfway full. "Are you packing already? I thought you weren't leaving until next month."