Internet Love

Chapter 3

I excitedly rang Tyler in the morning to tell him I was meeting someone.

"Slay! Is he cute?" Tyler exclaimed.

"Oh he really is, Ty. He has gorgeous blue eyes and the perfect smile... his name's Troye"

"Awh, I'm happy for you! Good luck. If he's as great as you say, I will have to try hard not to steal him- I mean, who could resist this booty?", Tyler chuckled down the phone, "Oh, and do you wanna come over tonight for a movie night?- that's if you're not busy with Troye". I could envision him winking at me as he said that.

"Fine, what time should I be over?"

"Six?"

"Alright Tyler, I'm freaking out about this date though, what should I wear?!"

"Just wear one of your shirts, they look hella cute on you, if he doesn't fall for you in that there's something wrong with him"

"Thank you, you're the best!" I almost shouted down the phone at him.

"I know", Tyler replied simply and hung up. I didn't mind, we always do that- just hang up at the end of a conversation- plus I was going to see him tonight anyway.

I, Connor Franta, am going on a date in less than an hour. Oh my god.

My phone pinged and I looked down to see a text from Troye (we had exchanged numbers as it's easier to talk whilst we are out of the house that way), awh he's such a cutie, it read: "I'm so looking forward to seeing you, I hope you're not freaking out as much as I am x". Urgh, he's adorable.

Here goes nothing...