108 Days

Prologue

9 months before

Troye's POV

Troye groaned, "Why do you guys hate me?"

"Actually, it's quite the opposite!" Phil said excidedly.

Dan nodded, "You have to make some other friends Troye."

"But I have other friends!" he whined.

Dan rolled his eyes. "Troye, a fish is not a friend!"

"You're one to talk, you barely ever leave the apartment!" he looked at both of them.

"We have friends, how do you think we got invited to this party?" Phil was too cheerful.

"Why can't we just stay here? We can stay up and I can get my brother to bring us some beer. We can watch the ball drop!" 

"We're going, it's final!" Dan stated, crossing his arms. Troye sighed in defeat and stomped off to his room. He put on a pair of black skinny jeans and a teal t-shirt.

"Quiff or no?" Troye shouted to one of the other boys. He got one "absolutely" and one "leave it down, it's always up", so he decided to just wear a beanie. He walked into the living room to see Phil draped across Dan on the couch. Dan was scrolling through his phone with one hand and lightly playing with Phil's hair with the other.

Troye cleared his throat and the boys jumped away from each other. He let out a punctuated guffaw and looked at them knowingly. They both rolled their eyes.

Troye smirked, "Sorry, did I interrupt something?" 

They rolled their eyes again and stood up. "Let's go, it's already 9:30."

They drove for a few minutes and arrived at a large house. Troye looked up, gawking at the house.

"Who owns this house?" Troye asked looking over to his friends.

"Graham Sugg." Phil answered distractedly. Troye's mouth dropped. Graham Sugg was the founder of LAAA. 

"How the hell did you get invited to a party at Graham Sugg's house?" Troye nearly squealed.

Dan rolled his eyes, "Zoe Sugg, honestly Troye do you know nothing about our social life?"

Troye shrugged and followed the boys into the house. Approximetly an hour later, Troye was dancing along to Blank Space and downing another shot. He had lost Dan and Phil somewhere in the last 30 minutes. He stumbled his way through the crowd trying to get to the room over, where there was a large bar set up. After nearly downing a cup of some rasberry drink, he stumbled back into the main party room, where everyone was dancing. More and more songs played until eventually people began counting down. He felt a tap on his shoulder.

"Hey, s-so I was wondering, you wanna kiss at m-midnight?" The blue haired boy asked, obviously wasted. Troye looked at him thoroughly before deciding he was worthy of a New Years kiss.

"3, 2, 1! HAPPY NEW YEARS!" Troye leaned down and kissed the shorter boy as everyone cheered. He broke off the kiss after a few seconds and the other boy smirked.

"I'm Tyler!" he shouted over the music.

"Troye," he responded.

2 months before

Connor's POV

Connor looked up from his Photography of the 20th Century textbook when he heard the door to the shop open. A purple haired man with glasses walked up to the counter.

"Hi, what can I get you today?"

He smiled at Connor, putting his elbows on the counter and placing his head on his hands.

"Where did the name "Common Culture" come from?" The boy asked looking up at the menu.

Connor shrugged, "My parents built this place before I was born, so I'm not sure."

The boy nodded, "I'm Tyler, by the way." he held out his hand.

"Connor," he replied, shaking Tyler's hand. "So were you planning on ordering anything?" 

Tyler smiled, "I just thought you looked familiar when I saw you through the window, so I wanted to say hi."

Connor laughed, "That works too. I think your class helped my Photography Lit class with our project last week."

Tyler nodded his head quickly, "Oh yeah! We acted out a scene of Romeo and Juliet! I played Tybalt!"

Connor laughed. "What's your major?"

"Musical Theater, what's yours?"

"Photography, are you a junior?"

Tyler shook his head, "Senior, thankfully. I was supposed to graduate last year but I had a rough year when I was 19."

"I'm a senior too, I technically don't even have to be here but I'm trying to get as much in as I can."

Tyler smirked, "So what I'm hearing is, you're a complete nerd." 

Connor scoffed dramatically, "How dare you!" He threw his hand over his chest in an exagerrated manner. "I have never been so disrespected!" They both laughed.

A/N HI!!! Okay so if you're coming from my other fic I really hope you won't be dissapointed that this is a tronnor fic. I have better plans for this one and I like the idea a whole lot better. Oh and LAAA isn't l-a-a-a (dont say the letters seperatly) it's pronounced like lahh (like when singers say la)(cause it's a school of the arts)(hah, i'm funny) okay so if you have any questions just like message me or something (phanoftronnor.tumblr.com)(or bootyjumper.tumblr.com)(you could also follow me while you're over there)  okay bye