FIREWORKS (Tronnor One-Shots)

How far we've come.

I remember the first day I saw him, playing his greenly guitar on the middle of the street. To concentrate on the music that he was beautifully making than in what was happening around him. 

Some people passed near him without looking, others stopped and listened. Myself was one of that people; one of the people that stopped and listened.  I sat on a bench near him, staring at the boy with those beautiful blue eyes, the ones that have melted my heart. Without knowing, I was craving that he never stopped playing that music that was making me totally attached to him.

He was playing a song that I hadn´t hear before, a song with beautiful accords. When I thought that the music was too perfect to be real, he started singing. The boy, which name was a mystery, started singing a song that I have never heard before:

But don't you wanna see the world, boy

All the countries and the stars, boy

Just don't look them in the eyes, boy

You just gotta take their lives, boy

Let me take you for a drive, boy

Oh I swear you'll feel alive, boy

I was too lost in the song that I didn´t realize that it had stopped and the boy with the deep blue eyes was in front of me, smiling.

“Do you want to see the world boy?”- He asked, looking deftly into my eyes.

“What?”- I replied not knowing where to look.

“I have seen you staring during all the song, do you want to walk with me and get a coffee or something?” – He said, now smiling at my amazed face.   

“Sure”- I answered stuttering.

He laughed at me and we started walking. I was following him rather than knowing where we were going. The boy with shining blue eyes was a total mystery, as his name. His name was the biggest mystery; a mystery that I was too shy to ask about. As if he knew what I was thinking he told me, reviling the great mystery.

“I´m Troye with an e at the end.”

“Connor.”  I replied still not used to be talking to him.

“You don’t talk a lot, don’t you?” – He smirked. I just shrugged my shoulders as a response.

Is been four year since that strange day. Today we are both at a little cottage really far away from the civilization, but it is nice. I like it in here. I like this place, the place where I am going to marry that boy with deeply and astounding blue eyes. We decided that we wanted a wedding in the countryside; Sydney would be too crowed for us. Troye and I didn’t want a draughty place; we wanted a cozy place with both of our family in there.

However, today being the big day I am not nervous at all. I´m going to marry the boy that has continue singing until he reached the top. And he has achieved it, his voice is now in the radio.

I am going to be the husband of the boy that melted my heart that day and I couldn’t be happier.