~Connor's POV~
Troye and I are in the taxi going to the hospital. "Con are we going to tell your family about... Us?" I grab his hand and squeeze it. "Only if you're ready." He squeezes back. "I'm not really sure... I guess we'll figure it out."I cuddle up to Troye and the taxi driver looks in her rear view mirror. She smiles and continues to drive. "She ships it" I whisper.
Troye giggles as we arrive at the hospital. We go to the elevator to the 5th floor. We reach the desk. "Hi I'm here to see Cheryl Franta." The lady working at the desk looks up at me and smiles. "Sorry, only immediate family can visit."
"I'm her son, and this is my boyfriend." She smiles and checks her computer. "She is in room 512. If you feel like you may be sick or have been sick in the past week you need to wear a mask." We thank her for her help and look for my mothers room.
As we reach the room, I prepare myself to probably cry and bury my face in Troye's neck. Troye opens the door and we walk inside. My mom is sleeping soundly, with many wires and IVs attached to her. The steady beep of the monitor keeping track of her heart rate calms me down, somehow.
Nicola glances up from her laptop. "Connor! Troye!" She stands up to hug both of us. "How is she?" She shrugs and looks sad. "Not improving much. They're planning to do a lumpectomy on Friday." I walk over to my mom's bedside and hold her hand.
I lean down and kiss her forehead. She smiles a bit in her sleep. Troye and Nicola sit down and begin to talk. "Where's dad?" Nicola shrugs. "Well, he went to get food about 1 hour ago. He's still not back."
My mom squeezes my hand and opens her eyes slightly. "Connor? Is that you?" I feel tears stinging in my eyes. "Hi, mom." She smiles a bit and shifts her position. "When did you get here, hon?" I glance at the clock on the wall. "About 5 minutes ago."
Troye stands up and comes beside me. "Hi Mrs. Franta!" She smiles widely. "Hi Troye! How have you been?" He glances at me, as if asking for permission to tell her. I nod slowly. "Well, I've been good. Great, actually." I smile and grab his hand. "Connor and I are together!" My mom looks surprised. "Wow! That's great boys! For how long?"
"About 1 week. When he came we just had this undeniable chemistry." He giggles and kisses my cheek. The door to the room opens and my dad walks in. "Troye! Connor!" He comes over and hugs both of us.
My parents have known Troye for almost as long as I've known him. Our parents are good friends. I bet they ship us. We're the real OTP anyways.
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Author's note:
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