Love Me Harder (Tronnor AU)

5

Connor's P.O.V

My eyes flutter open. Troye's arms hold me tightly. The daylight hits my eyes instantly. I realised we were on the roof of the apartment. I pushed the pizza box that lay on my lap and unwrapped Troye's arms from my waist, being careful to not wake him up. I walked slowly to the edge of the apartment. I stared down at the road below it. A couple of cars drove by. I stepped up onto the legal, took a deep breath of spring air and spread my arms out. I was flying. I shut my eyes and just let the morning breeze carry my body to places. I could feel Troye wrap his arms around my waist; he leaned into me and began to whisper the rest of Immortals into my ear. It was so cliche but so perfect at the same time. All we need now is a tragedy and James Cameron and we could have a blockbuster movie right there.
'Good morning baby,' Troye said after he finished singing and unwrapped his arms from my waist.
'Good morning baby,' I replied back, turning around and pecking his lips twice.
'I just remembered something. You know Claire from down the road. I saw her the other day, she's having a party tonight, she asked me if I wanted to come. I said maybe but do you want to go?'
I'm not a huge fan of parties but I might as well go. 'Yeah, I'll go,' I replied, shrugging my shoulders.
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I was going through my wardrobe, I wanted to look good but not too good. I wore a pair of black skinny jeans and a blue plaid flannel. I brushed my fringe with my fingers and swished it to one side. Troye knocked on our bedroom door.
'Are you ready baby?' he asked.
'Yeah,' I called from the other side of the door. I stood at the door, sighed, and opened it.
'Damn! You look amazing!' Troye ran his hand down my arm.
'You look better!' I replied. I really don't look that good. Troye looked so perfect standing there. No American apparel underwear though.
'Come on then, let's go!'

I knocked on Claire's door and stepped back, allowing Troye to do all the talking. A girl, who must have been around 25, opened the door.
'So you came after all Troye!' she exclaimed, 'is that your friend?'
'Boyfriend,' he corrected her.
'Oh.' she paused, 'come in.'
The party was pretty crowded. I didn't particularly like crowds but I thought I'd stay. I might make friends with people who lived near us.
'Can I get you anything to drink?' Troye asked.
'Uh... A small vodka maybe, yeah,' I replied back. I didn't want to get too drunk.
'OK baby.' Troye went off to get us drinks. I instantly felt so alone. I was surrounded by people but that didn't matter. It didn't make a difference. I felt so weak when I was alone. I hated the feeling, being lonely. This spark inside me told me to approach someone but something was holding me back. I didn't want to be held back but something was stopping me.

A girl, who was clearly drunk, approached me.
'Who are you?' she slurred.
'I'm Connor,' I replied back, slowly taking steps back.
'I'm Alison,' she kept moving towards me. We didn't speak for a while until she asked me 'are you single?'
I shook my head, trying to get away from her. I never liked dealing with drunk people unless I was drunk.
'Ever heard of Polygamy?'
'Woah! No, I mean yes but I'm not into Polygamy or girls, no offence.'
'Oh, so you're gay huh?'
'Yeah.'
'He's not here, right?'
'Actually...' she cut me off with a kiss. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Troye. He was looking for me. He seemed happy but his face fell. He found me... Alison pulled off me. She noticed I was looking beyond her. She turned around and began to walk towards Troye. She said to him 'he enjoyed it anyway.' I could see his eyes water. He turned around and ran out.
'Troye, wait!' I yelled, running after him.
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A/N sorry I haven't updated in maybe 10 years. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I currently just made the nicest cup of coffee ever! So I am typing really fast.
I love you so much and that's for 2k on would you lie to me, like wow!
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