I Turned Him? A Troye Sivan Fan-Fic *Completed*

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I ran inside my house, and desperately started looking for Troye. I needed him right now.
"Troye? Are you here?"
I walked into the kitchen, Troye likes food, but saw nothing but a white paper on our black refrigerator.
"Dreu and Troye,
Zoe and I have gone out tonight and won't be back till late. No alcohol, or boys, or anything else. Pizzas in the fridge.
-Alfie"
Great.
I really need to talk to Troye about what's going on, with Tyler, with Alf and Zoe, with Jc, with everything. We needed to talk.
I got to his room (the guest room) and knocked.
"Troye?"
"Yeah?" I heard a muffled reply.
"It's Dreu. Can I come in?"
"Yeah,"
I turned the knob and saw Troye, laying on his side, on his laptop, with bed head. He sat up when I walked in.
"Troye, we really need to talk," I trailed off.
"About...." he pushed.
I had suddenly lost all train of thought. Looking at him made me want nothing more than to be close to him. For him to hold me. I took a risk.
"This." And with that, I slammed my lips onto his.
He instantly started kissing back. My hands went up to his already messy hair and his went to my back, as he pulled me closer to him. He bit my bottom lip gently, then licked, asking for entrance. I gladly opened my mouth for him, and his tongue and mine fought for dominance. He laid me down and straddled me.
His hands ran down my back and they found the hem of my shirt. He slid them under and ran back up my back. His hands were running up and down my bare back, and I loved the feeling. It made a rush of sparks and tingles jolt throughout my body.
I put my hands on his chest and ran them down, then slowly did the same that he did to my back, on his chest. My hands ran over his small, barely prominent, yet super hot abs, and then slowly made there way up, and then back down. Troye shivered above me.
Did I really have that effect on him?
He stopped kissing me and we were just looking at eachother.
It had just then occurred to me, that I was having a full on make out session, with the Troye Sivan Mellet.
Oh My God he is so hot!
"Thanks," he said in a deep, husky voice.
I blushed.
"Did I say that out loud?" I asked as I covered my face.
"Don't cover your face, your blush is cute," he laughed and kissed my nose.
He was still straddled over me, and was about to kiss me again, when the door opened.
"What the hell?" I heard a familiar South African accent.
"Shit." Troye and I said simultaneously.
"Casper and I were supposed to film a collab today."
"Yeah, uhm, question Troye. I thought you were gay."
"Long. Story."
I awkwardly coughed and stood up.
"I'll just, leave."
"Wait Dreu," Troye called.
I turned around and instantly Troye's lips were on mine.
He broke the kiss and looked deep into my eyes.
"We'll continue this, later." He sexily whispers.