Music Video - Conor Maynard Imagine
A/N- I love you writing!! Can you do a conor imagine for me?? One where you feel insecure and sad and you really need hug. That would be great!! Lots of love
A/N- Conors PA (personal assistant) also your close friend is going to be called Marie.
Conor had been away for the past 2 weeks recording his new song ready to be released at the end of the month. He was also away to record the music video to go with it. I would be flying out to see him for the final week and to finally spend some quality time together.
After landing and dropping my stuff off at the hotel, I made my way to the set Conor was filming on waiting for him to finish so we could go out for food, just the two of us. Lately i had been feeling quite down and just needed to be with the person who made me happy and smile. I missed him and couldn’t wait to see him and get a long overdue hug.
After showing my pass to security I was showed to the set everyone was working on. Conor was in the middle of filming so i took a seat next to one of his PA’S who i got on with really well. I wasn’t told what kind of music video this was going to be but as soon as i saw the models, i got the hint.
Obviously you would think i was fine with Conor doing music videos with models, which i am, but with the way i was feeling jealously and insecurity overtook my mind. I knew i was being stupid overthinking but i knew i was no model, i had many flaws, i wasn’t as pretty, i didn’t have the tiny figure. I wasn’t them. Sometimes i do think Conor would prefer one of them.
“You ok Y/N?” Marie asked looking concerned.
“Me? I’m fine” I faked smiled, i wasn’t exactly in the mood to explain my feelings when i know what the response was going to be.
“Come on Y/N I can see right through you. Somethings wrong. You can talk to me you know” Giving me a re-ensuring smile. “It’s the reason to why you don’t come to these video sets isnt it? Seeing all the girls?”
“How do you know?”
“I would be the same, I wouldn’t exactly like my boyfriend being touched by models in front of my eyes” I sighed.
“It’s his career, it’s his job. I’m not going to complain but with the way i’ve been feeling it isnt ideal being here”
“I can tell Conor you didn’t feel well?” I loved the fact Marie would help me with anything even though she worked for him personally.
“No it’s fine. I don’t even think he know i’ve arrived yet” Glancing over to him now working outside.
“He has noticed, i’ve seen him look over a few times. He does care about you a lot you know”
“No Y/N i dont think you do. Well obviously you do but you don’t realise how much. When i’m with him working he enjoys what he does but he looks forward to the day being over to call you or he rushes us all off the plane when we’ve landed so he can see you sooner. When he’s in a bad mood he watches videos of you and I always see a smile appear again. He’s head over heels for you” I couldn’t help but blush. I dont get to see that side of him. I imagine it to happen but hearing it actually does makes me feel warm inside. “Don’t feel insecure babes, i know we all do once in a while but these models have nothing on you trust me”
I just nodded and carried on to admire Conor working. He’s always been a gentleman and I do love him dearly. And it’’s nice to see him doing what he loves.
2 hours later and the set was coming to a close. Conor was just finishing the last edits while the rest started to head off home. Watching the models packing their stuff and talking amongst themselves looking over once in a while. Marie had gone to obverse the final edits leaving me on my own. I hated seeing people look at me i would think they’re talking about me and in this case i was right. My name was mentioned a couple of times with smirks and eye rolls in mt direction. This is literally one of my worst nightmares.
I could feel my heart beat fasten with the sound of laughter filling the room. That insecure feeling? That had gotten worse and i could feel an anxiety attack about to happen. Picking up my bag i popped it over my shoulder and headed straight for the door.
“Y/N?” I didn’t want to stop walking, i continued to the exit of the building, blocking out all the sounds around me. It made me jump when i felt a hand touch my shoulder with enough force to stop me in my tracks.
“Y/N” Conor spoke again with a shaky breath almost like he ran after me. “I thought you were waiting for me? I saw you walk off without saying bye or anything”
“Sorry, i just wanted to go, i exactly feel well” Lying through my teeth, well only kind of.
“Yeah Marie said something about not feeling yourself, what’s wrong?” I could see the worry starting to fury in his eyes and facial expression. I didn’t like that look.
“I just want to go back to the hotel” I tried to start walking again but he grabbed my hand before i could move any further.
“Y/N i know you better than you know yourself. Something’s wrong and we aren’t going anywhere until you tell me” Conor firmly said. Hearing laughter coming down the corridor, we moved towards the wall allowing the models to pass through. It didn’t go a miss the looks they darted towards me either. Normally i can handle shit like that but not on this day. “You know you are better than them don’t you?” Conor was starting to click on. “Don’t get jealous”
“I’m not jealous, only kind off-”
“Feeling insecure?” Bingo. I remanded silent. “Babe” He lifted his hand to my cheek, moving my face so i was looking directly at him. “I love you and that’s all that matters. You are perfect in every way possible. I love your beauty and flaws. Remember that” I nodded and lifted onto my tip-tops placing a soft but firm kiss on his lips. That long overdue hug made an appearance as well. Burying my head into his neck taking in his warmth and scent. I felt his lips leaving small kisses along my shoulder and one hand rubbing my back.
“Come on i think we can order room service and have a movie night instead”