Past: Tronnor

Chapter 7

***Troye's P.O.V.***

The day of the fashion show. I'm more nervous then when I have to see Tyler. Which, by the way, I do have to see him today so the nerves are really kicking in.

I wake up about an hour before my alarm was supposed to go off. Not to mention that I wake up in a super fancy hotel.

Rehearsal yesterday was insane. It was probably one of the dopest things in the world. I also met some of the models, Then I saw Bethany again, and she introduced me to Zoe and Dan. Both of them were really nice and we became friendly and talked for a while.

However, that was yesterday. Today I have to go to Tyler's house. His Mother is away for the day so I'll just be alone with him. I used to like being alone with him, but now it just gives me hyperventilation at the thought.

When I turn to the clock on the table beside the bed I see it read "5:00". I get up and open my curtains that then gives me a lovely view of LA. The sun starting to rise looks stunning. Sometimes I just like to watch the sunrise. I also like to watch the sunset. It just reminds me that there is beauty in this world. And I need that.

After the sun is up and shining I decide to go to the closet in the hotel room and pick something to wear. Dan placed outfits in all the models closets that we could wear. I choose a pair of black skinny jeans, and and oversized blue sweater. Then I find a chain which is connected to the sweater which makes it look even cooler.

I put on some black platforms and go to the bathroom to do my hair. I see that it's just plain and flat, with a curl of course, so I leave it and grab my phone and wallet and out the door I am.

By this time it's 7, so I walk down to the shops in the grove, (which happens to be right by the hotel) and I find that many of the stores aren't open.

I find a small cafe that is, so I take a look at the menu inside and order a soy latte. I get it and sit down by myself at a little table.

Time flies with my thoughts. Before I know it it's noon and I have to meet Tyler. The time alone was nice but all good things come to an end.

So I drive to Tyler's.

Knocking on the door I'm nervous. I'm always nervous around him. Not the kind of nervous I used to have where the butterflies would fly around in my stomach and I would be afraid I would say something and screw it up. Even though, if I did screw something up he would just laugh and say "your so cute". Now it's the kind of nervous you have when you have to show your report card to your parents.

Of course he doesn't answer, so I allow myself in the house. I look around the corner to see Tyler on the old burgundy couch. I remember him saying before that it was the only couch his mother could afford, and that she bought it at a yard sale.

"Finally your here, get me a beer, they're in the fridge." He motions for me to go.

I roll my eyes and go to the kitchen making sure I grab the right beer so he won't get mad. I bring it to him and luckily he was pleased.

"Sit" I sit down and he puts his beer on the table.

"Troye, your a virgin aren't you?"

"Uh, yea" I don't even want to know where this is headed.

"Good, because I'm about to change that"

"W-what no" I stutter.

"Yes. Troye you better obey me, now lay the fuck down."

"Tyler- you- you can't make me" I stand up.

"Yes I can" Now he's standing up and I can smell the alcohol. He reeks of it.

He grabs my wrists bringing me and pinning me to the nearest wall.

"TYLER STOP!" I yell.

Then it happens. He strikes me across the face. More like the eye. He punches me in the eye. I then feel a tear down my face. I can barley feel it because my face is almost numb from the pain.

"I miss the old you- I miss the old you so fucking much" I manage to say clenching my teeth, however there's no reaction from him, just a release of my wrists. He takes a step back and I run. I run to my car and I drive out of the driveway. I don't care what he says, or what does,

I'm never going back.

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Another short chapter and omg next chapter has so much in it. Ok cool and CONNOR'S PHOtosHOOT. I CANT HANDLE IT. AND THEN HE STARTS SNAPCHATTING AND THEN TROYE UPLOADS. don't even get me started on Troye's snapchat of him holding Connors coffee cup and then Connor's mention to Troye on Twitter, I'm now I'm in a solo DM with both Troye and Connor and omg I need to calm. Oh and did I tell you guys I kinda have a boyfriend now, a real one. yea ok cool. ILY GUYS! Thanks for reading *kisses*

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Xx see ya next chapter;)