True Love//Troye Sivan

Chapter Four

I walked over to the bed and sat down in a desk chair. I missed looking at him. I probably should've visited him more often knowing I had an entire year of spare time, but I like seeing him on special occasions so it's more special.

"Hey Troye," I started, "whatcha been up to lately?"

Oh my God did I seriously just ask what he was "Up to"?

I'm so stupid.

Nice first impression Katrina...

Emma came in the room and walked over to me.

"Here's your cake," She said handing it to me.

"Thanks," I said.

"I bought you a cake!" I said kind of waving the box around because I'm not sure how people in comas eat and drink.

"Kat, just stop." Emma said.

"Nobody's here, I can embarrass myself all I want."

I put the cake down on a table next to his bed.

"You already embarrass yourself on like...a daily basis!"

"Hey, I'm sorry that I fall a lot!"

"It's not just that you know!"

"Really, than what else is it?!"

"You really want me to say?"

"No, not really."

"Well I'm going to stop talking then,"

"Me too."

I then thought of a few things I could tell Troye.

"So, Troye...the weathers been nice lately." I said awkwardly.

*Troyes POV* (In his coma)
Oh my God did she seriously just tell me the weathers been nice?

She's so weird sometimes.

But I love her.

And I'm glad she's here. I love that she always comes on my birthday...even though it would be nice if she visited me more often.

It gets lonely here, a lot. Nobody ever talks to me. The nurses used to try to talk to me. I guess they couldn't resist me.

"So Troye," Oooooo she's talking again.
"I love you!"

Really, that's all you got? SMALL TALK KATRINA! EVER HEARD OF IT?

She used to always have so much to say to me. Now it's asking what I've been up to and what the weathers like.

"Yea so...hey Emma, didn't you have something to tell Troye?" She asked I'm guessing Emma.

"Yea, I did. See I'm a good friend, I actually prepare my words before I say them." Emma said.

"Hey Coma Troye,"

HEY! Just because I'm literally in a coma doesn't mean my name changes to Coma Troye. I haven't changed that much, well I think. It has been three years.

"I want you to know, I think you're really cool..."

Thank you Emma, at least someone appreciates me.

"And I love you."

WAIT, WHAT?!