Past: Tronnor

Chapter 17

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

I wasn't surprised to get a call from Connor early on in the morning. I was expecting him to call to clear things up from last night.

"Hello, Troye, how about I meet you at your house today?" He asks suddenly.

"Um, sure, but why?" I'm confused as to why he would want to come to my shitty house when he owns his own fucking boat.

"Listen, I have to talk to you, and then the paparazzi is going insane right now, I don't think anyone would see me there"

"Well sure you can come" I openly invite him, even though he had already invited himself.

"Great, can I meet you in an hour or so?"

"Sure, I'll try to get Sage, Steele, and Tyde out of the house, they'll probably go visit my parents anyway"

"Ok, Thanks it means a lot"

"No problem, I'll see you later"

"You too, bye" with that he hangs up.

I look around at the messy house. Piles of laundry sporadically placed throughout the house. The carpets are a mess along with a few stains on the couch and the dusty tables and TV. I hadn't ever noticed how dirty it was until now, it may just be because Mum is still in the hospital she hasn't been able to clean.

I figure I should probably clean. I look through cabinets all over the house to find the cleaning supplies. I find some rags and disinfectants and other necessities for a proper cleaning.

I start by putting on some music hoping it will be get me in a better mood about cleaning. I lightly dust the TV off and then the wooden tables, the marble surfaces, the lamp stands, ect.

I wipe off the counters till they turn back to their original marble shine. While singing ilysb, I take a mop and go over the hardwood floors and taking a vacuum I go over the carpets. I take things a bit farther by ironing the curtains and using a stain remover for the couches.

"Troye, why are you being so l-" sage walks into the newly cleaned room.

"Did you clean this?"

"Yep, all by myself" I perk up feeling proud.

"Wow, your like a housewife or something."

"I'm going to take that as a compliment, anyway Con- I mean Mr. Franta is going to be here in-" I look at the clock by the TV.

"Oh shit! He's going to be here in like five minutes! You, Steele, and Tyde have to leave, use my credit card or go visit Mum and Dad I don't care just get out of the house!"

"What? Why?" She questions.

"We have important business stuff to discuss, stuff that doesn't involve you, just go"

"Whatever, we'll go shopping but you owe me"

"Ok, fine whatever, go!" I rush her away.

Within 2 minutes they are all out the door and I'm left to put away the cleaning supplies.

Just as I'm putting the vacuum back the doorbell rings. I quickly run to the doorway turning off the music on the way there.

"Hey!" I say in a bubbly manner.

"Hello, may I come in?"

"Yea, of course" I move out of the way so he can step in, he looks around as the house in an admiring fashion.

"Nice place"

"Really? You think so? Just did a little bit of cleaning" trying to sound casual about my hours work of cleaning.

"Yea, good to know you're wife material" he laughs but I take this comment more seriously.

Did he just call me wife material? I don't find it an insult more a compliment and a flirtatious comment.

"Thanks" I say as his laughing subsides.

"You can just sit right here" I point to the couch.

He looks at the old couch before sitting with his legs crossed. How proper?

"So have you and Sage taken that New York thing into consideration?"

Oh shit. I never asked. Everything happened with the accident and I couldn't ask my parents. I had almost forgotten about it.

"Well" I can't say I never asked, he'll think I'm forgetful and clumsy and I have no place in being a model in New York. "I can't go"

"What? Why?"

"My parents, I can't leave my whole family behind. My parents are still in the hospital and I have to stay with them I can't just let Sage and Tyde to take care of them. Steele has to go back to his apartment soon and it would be too much for everyone. I want to go- I really do, I just can't"

"I understand, I wouldn't want to leave my family behind" Sadness washes over his face.

"Well, anyway on a lighter note, why don't you tell me about your family" He looks up at me from sulking.

"My family?"

"Yes, like your parents, sib-"

"I know what you mean it's just..." his face becomes pale and red at the same time. "They're gone"

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know, if you don't want to talk about it I get it"

"No, no I'll talk about it, I probably should, it's been a long time since I've told anyone."

"Well I'll listen to anything you want me to" I comfort him with a weak smile, but it must have been powerful because he smiled too.

He wipes his face with the backside of his right hand before speaking up again.

"I was a teenager when it happened and my whole family had gone out and I had to study." he pauses to gather his thoughts, "and they died in a car accident." he sniffles and gets choked up. "All but my sister, she called me and I went down as soon as possible. My two brothers and my parents all died. I thought I lost everything. But then after staying with my grandparents my grandmother brought me into the fashion industry and I was able to really live again, I found something I had loved."

I look at him in astonishment. Now that I knew his story I viewed him in a different way. He wasn't the somewhat snobby fashion guy with a sweet side at times. Now he was the strong, compassionate guy who has been through so much. A true inspiration.

"I didn't know, I'm sorry" I say repeating my last statement.

"I met you though."

"What?" Confused I ask him the simple one word question.

"You. You Troye Sivan."

"What did I do?"

"You made me feel happy again"

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Finally starting to tell each other how they feel, can't wait to start writing smut later. Thanks so much for reading and if you've read changed or changed two I'm planning on writing a third one that will hopefully be about three billion times better than the last two. I've also been using vine a lot more so that's cool. UHM tronnor on the freaking roller coaster and then Connor touching Troye's fucking ass in that picture at the airport I still can't breath from that. There's still so many stops on the amplify tour I'm not going to make it through. Dans video killed me yet again, I'm 300% sure he is daddy.
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