#connor ball preferences

James: Sometimes I felt that December came to fast. Then sometimes I felt it came to slow. My birthday was exactly a week before Christmas. I loved the time of the year but it could be so stressful at times. Especially since my family always wants to have separate events. One for my birthday and one for Christmas, I always told them we could just celebrate once. I was never the one that wanted to be the center of attention and that included my own birthday parties. This year they finally took my advice and we would only celebrate once. Of course, James wanted something special for my birthday even when I told him not too. “Babe?” he kissed my forehead trying to wake me up. “Uh?” I rubbed my eyes before looking at him. “Happy birthday” he pulled the roses from behind his back. “Thank you,” I said as I sat up and kissed him softly. “I have breakfast making and I have the whole day planned out,” he said. “James,” I said. “I wanted to make you feel special, trust me it’s just us,” he said. “Ok I trust you,” I said. He got off the bed and grabbed my hand. He leads me downstairs where breakfast was on the table. There were even more roses sitting in the middle of the table. I rolled my eyes as I followed him. I sat down with him and we both ate breakfast, for the rest of the day we snuggled and watched movies. Well, that was until around 5 and he wanted us to get dressed. I got dressed in a pair of my favorite jeans and a sweater. I grabbed my jacket and met him downstairs, I could see him light up when I came downstairs. We got into the car and went downtown. He pulled into an abandoned warehouse and I started to get confused. “Wear this,” he said as he handed me a blindfold. “James” I looked at him. “Please” he pouted. “Alright, I trust you,” I said as I put the blindfold on. He got out of the car and came onto my side, grabbing my hands. I held onto him as we walked into the warehouse, I could feel the cold air around me. He stood me in the middle of the warehouse and took off my blindfold. Somehow and I still don’t know how he had a full ice ring set up for us. “Wow,” I said as I looked at him. “I know you love ice skating, so I got you your own personal ring” he smiled. “I don’t know what to say honestly,” I said. “Let’s go skating” he handed me the skates. We both sat on the bench and put on the skates. I made my way over to the ring and got onto the ice. I skated a few times around, he just stood and watched me. He smiled to himself as he could see how happy I was. I stopped at the door and reached for him to join me on the ice. He goes onto the ice and skated with me. We had so much fun just skating and playing little games with each other. He got off the ice and grabbed a picnic basket and laid a blanket down. I got off the ice and sat with him. I must admit it was one of the birthdays I would never want to forget.

Connor: At the beginning of the year you always thing December is so far away. It seems right after September rolls around Christmas is right in our face. I loved the time of year because it was cold and I loved to snuggle. It also meant it was the busiest time of year. Especially for Connor he always got stressed out. I always tried to help and keep him as calm and relaxed as possible. “Babe,” I said as I came up behind him, hugging him. “What babe,” he said as he turned to face him. “Let’s have a date night,” I said. “I have so much to do babe” he pouted. “It can wait until tomorrow, come on let’s go out on the town,” I said. “Let me send this last email and then I’m all yours” he said. “Alright I’m going to hold you to that” I said. “I’ll be right with you in a few,” he said. I went and sat on the couch as I waited for him, he soon came out of the kitchen. He reached for my hand and I got up taking his hand. “Where do you want to go?” he asked. “Let’s go get lunch and just walk around” I said. “Alright babe” he kissed my forehead. We left the apartment and made our way downtown. We got something quick to eat and just walked around, just enjoying the scenery. “Hey look there’s and ice skating ring,” I said. “And we both don’t know how to skate,” he said. “First time for everything,” I said. “True, I hope you are ready to bust your ass” he chuckled slightly.  “Come on” I said as I grabbed his hand. We got our skates and went to put them on, I knew this would be a big fail. What’s life if you don’t take chances and make a fool out of yourself. I got onto the ice first and held onto the sides. He got onto the ice right behind me and held onto me. I giggled slightly because I knew I wasn’t good on ice and he was holding onto me. “If I fall your ass is going down too,” I said. “I know,” he said as he moved beside me. He started to skate away from me and I just watched him in amaze. I didn’t think he knew how to skate but he did, he made his way back over to where I was. He grabbed my hand and skated backward as I tried to get the hang of it. “You said you didn’t know how to skate,” I said “I wanted to surprise you” he winked at me. He held onto me as I started to figure out how to skate. I started to feel confident and let his hand go and started to skate on my own. I didn’t really know how to stop so skated to the wall and ended up falling on my ass. “Babe,” he said as he made his way over to me. “I didn’t know how to stop,” I said. “Come on,” he said as he helped me up. He slipped as well and we were both on the ice and we started to laugh. “We gotta get up,” he said as he got back onto his feet. I eased my way up so I wouldn’t make us both fall again. We got off the ice and took off our skates, we returned them. We continued to walk around downtown until it got dark and we went back home. I was surprised that he actually knew how to skate, but now I know how to get him out of the house.

James: We were friends before we turned it into something different. I couldn’t explain how I felt about James but I guess when you know you know. Falling for your best friend is a blessing but also it could go wrong. I didn’t know how he felt but he hid his feelings very well. We moved in together soon after we made things official but it didn’t surprise anyone. I was still unpacking things for the apartment. I rolled my eyes when he walked into the apartment, I had no clue where he had been. “Hey,” he said as he came up behind me. “What?” I asked. “What’s wrong?” he tried to wrap his arms around me but I moved. “Where have you been?” I asked. “Studio, you knew that” he leaned against the wall. “No, I didn’t, I thought you were going to help me” I crossed my arms. “I did this morning” he looked at me. “What one box?” I said. “I know this is a lot to deal with but you know my schedule,” he said. “Whatever” I rolled my eyes. “What is your problem?” he crossed his arms. “I’ve been unpacking YOUR shit all damn day,” I said. “Then don’t unpack my shit then, I can do it myself! I didn’t ask you to do it anyway” he said. “You might not have asked but I don’t want boxes EVERYWHERE!” I said. “Fine,” he said. “FINE” I yelled out as I walked away. I went upstairs and started to unpack my clothes. It was our first fight as a couple and I started to hate how we spoke to each other. I leaned against the wall as I calmed down, after thinking about it it wasn’t that big of a deal. I slide down the wall sitting on the floor, I knew we both needed to calm down. Later on, I made my way downstairs. I saw him in the kitchen unpacking the dishes, I leaned against the kitchen wall. He finally looked up at me. “Hey” he whispered. “Hey” I looked at him. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I’m sorry” I moved closer to him. “I shouldn’t have lost it like that” he grabbed my hand pulling me close to him. “I shouldn’t be so hard” I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I’m sorry” he brushed the hair from my face. “I love you James and I don’t like fighting” I looked up at him. I don’t either baby” he leaned down slightly and kissed me softly. It was a learning process for us both since its the first time we have lived with someone else. We started to communicate with each other more to avoid the fights.

Brad: Classes were going well but life was just getting busy. I’ve never been the type of person to deal well with stress. I had a one track mind and that was for my studies. I wanted to finish these classes and graduate so I could start my career. Brad understood that and supported me as much as he could. “You coming to my set tonight?” he asked. “I have to study Brad,” I said into the phone. “Can’t you just take a break?” he asked. “I wish but this test is really important,” I said. “It’s always important” he sighed. “Don’t do that Brad” I snapped back. “What?” he asked. “Give me that attitude, you know how important this is,” I said. “Its always more important,” he said. “That’s not true!” I said. “It is, you never have time for me or anything,” he said. “Brad!” I said. “Don’t Brad me! It’s true! Maybe we shouldn’t be together” he said. “FINE!” I yelled into the phone before hanging up. I threw my phone onto the bed, ran my hand through my hair. I couldn’t believe that he would even say that. I never thought he would end our relationship in a time like this. I laid back on the bed closing my eyes just trying to calm down. I stayed home that night but didn’t get much studying done, Brad was the only thing on my mind. I started to doze off when I heard someone knock on the door. I made my way downstairs and opened the door. Brad was standing there in the rain, holding a rose. “I’m sorry” he got down on one knee. “Brad come in, you will get sick,” I said. He got up making his way into the house. I grabbed a towel for him to dry off since he was soaking wet. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said what I said” he wiped his face with the towel. “I’m sorry” I spoke softly. “I should understand, I always said I would,” he said. “I should of went tonight, I know your music means so much to you,” I said. “I didn’t mean what I said, I love you,” he said. “I love you” I moved closer to him, placing my hand against his cheek. “Not as much as I love you” he leaned down slightly kissing me softly. After that night I learned how to balance my school life and personal life. I started to understand that school work wasn’t always the priority, it was ok to go have fun.

Tristan: I laid back in the bed as my alarm was going off. I finally reached for my phone turning the alarm off. I got out of bed and that’s when I realized that Tristan didn’t come home. I made my way downstairs, making myself something to eat. After I ate I decided to sit on the couch and wait for Tristan. I heard him stumble onto the porch unlocking the door. “Where have you been?” I asked as he made his way into the apartment. “What?” he asked. “You heard me” I crossed my arms. “I was out with the boys” He sat on the couch. “Did you cheat on me?” I questioned. “What? Are you serious?” he looked at me. “I’m not joking Tristan,” I said. “I don’t remember” he chuckled slightly. “ARE YOU SERIOUS?” I yelled. “Calm down,” he said. “NO! What did you do?” I asked. “Nothing, but you seriously need to learn to trust me,” he said. “Why should I? When you stay out all night” I said. “I told you last night that it was a guys night, chill,” he said. “I can’t believe you” I ran upstairs, slamming the bedroom door. “DONT SLAM DOORS!” he yelled out. “SCREW YOU!” I yelled. He left the apartment slamming the door behind him. We have never talked to each other that way before. I called him later on that night but he didn’t answer. I went over to Brads place, knowing Tristan would be there. I walked in as he was laying on the couch, I leaned the doorway. “Can we talk?” I asked. “Here to accuse me of things?” He asked as he sat up. “No, I’m sorry,” I said. “I would never ever do that to you” he looked at me. “I trust you” I nodded slightly. “Good, it was just a night out. I promise” he said. “I’m sorry” I looked at him. “I love you” he reached for me. I made my way over to the couch, sitting on his lap. He wrapped his arms around me, I leaned down kissing him softly. “I love you” he whispered against my lips. “I love you” I looked at him, resting my forehead against his. After that day he always made sure that I knew where he was. It’s not that I didn’t trust him I just didn’t trust the other females around him.

Connor: It was easy being in love with your best friend. Connor and I just got each other, we would always finish each other sentences. We were meant to be, he completed me and I completed him. I lay against his chest as we watched the sunset on the beach. “I love doing this” he said. “I do too” I sat up. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “Nothing” I looked back at him. “Good” he smiled. “It so peaceful here” I said. “Yea it is, we should get going” he said. “Why?” I asked. “Because the party starts soon” he said. “Do we have to go?” I questioned. “Yes” he said. “Why? Can’t we just stay here?” I asked. “We said we would go so we are going” he said. “I don’t want to go!” I crossed my arms. “Don’t do this!” He said as he got up. “I’m not going,” I said. “Fine stay here then but i’m going” he said. “CONNOR!” I yelled as I got up. “We said we would go and I’m keeping my word,” he said. “So you are going to leave me here?” I asked. “Yes I will” He said. “I can’t believe you,” I said. “I keep my word so I’m going,” he said as he started to walk away. “FINE!” I said as I sat back down. He left the beach and went to the party. I stayed on the beach as the sun finally set, the stars were out. The breeze had started to pick up, I couldn’t believe Connor would actually leave me here. I got up from the beach and started to walk to the parking lot. I sighed as I realized that my phone was in his car. I started to walk back towards the apartment when a car pulled up. “Get in,” Connor said as he stopped next to me. “Why?”  I asked. “Come on babe, its cold out here” he said. “Fine” I rolled my eyes as I got into the car. “I’m sorry,” he said as he took my hand. “I can’t believe you would actually do that,” I said. “I shouldn’t have left you and I’m sorry,” he said. “We should of talked about the party instead of getting so mad” I said. “I’m sorry” he leaned over kissing my cheek. “I’m sorry” I looked at him. “Next time we should talk it over” he nodded. “Yea” I nodded. It was our first fight, normally we would just talk it out. I don’t know why this time was so different but we both hated how we talked to each other. We made a promise never to raise our voices at each other again.