Hanging out with my room mate Connor was actually more fun than I have expected. He has this pet bearded dragon named Rex and it's actually creepy to be honest.
Connor was in the middle of telling me about his boyfriend James when there was a knock on the door. "Jesus" the guy on the other side of the door "mumbles" and he kept banging the door as if he was a policeman trying to convince the hostage to open the door.
"CONNOR BALL I SWEAR ON YOUR OWN TOMB-" he was caught off with Connor opening the door and throwing the cap--which he was looking for--on the guy's face from a distance. It was quite funny watching Connor throwing the cap if you ask me. It was as if he was trying to kill a flying cockroach.
"THANK YOU FOR THE CAP." The guy on the other side of the door--whom I may add is seriously dreamy and flawless-- raised the cap and immediately ran away.
"Who was that?" I asked as Connor shut the door.
"Oh that was my cousin Tristan. He's a total pain in the ass. I borrowed his cap the other day and said he doesn't care because he doesn't use it anyway then comes screaming at me this morning because apparently, he needs it for his stupid date." Connor rambled while I half-listened because there's a side of my brain that's chanting "Tristan" over and over. His jawline, his flawless skin, the way his way too oversized shirt hung to him, and the way he slouches and shows his facial expression; everything about him is just dreamy.
"Does he like boys?" I cut Connor of mid-sentence of his ramble about how Tristan is jealous of his boyfriend. He talks a lot and I actually don't know what to feel about it.
"What?" he asked me flabbergasted.
"Does he like boys? Is he gay or I don't know, bisexual?" I asked as if it was no big deal; but if I come to actually think of it, it is a big deal because I've never been one to be interested in boys nor am I one to be this interested to know about someone. I mean I did get a few girlfriends back in highschool but I don't know, I think it was just for the experience of having one.
"ARE YOU GAY?" Connor answered me with a question I was kind of actually asking him.
"Does it matter?" I asked him unsure. I never really thought that sexuality should be a big deal. "Is Tristan gay or bisexual?" I asked again hoping to receive an answer in return.
"I actually don't know. He's kind of "I date who I feel like dating today" kind of guy." He shrugged.
"So he has dated guys before?" I asked all too interested.
"I don't know Bradley. I'm not one to spy on my cousin all the time and we rarely talk; mostly just when we need something from each other" he answered as if he just wanted to drop the subject. "Why don't you ask the Pink Girls maybe they know"
Pink girls?
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lol tristan evans funny how you make a big deal out of the cap haha.
So apparently Connor is like a girly-girl in the story and he's like the flamboyant kind of gay which isn't so Connor Ball but I don't know it's fun to imagine things you don't see with your two eyes.
Anyway, I have posted a Prologue and if it appears after chapter one, I think it's effective to delete then re-add the story to your library bc Wattpad is such a pain in the ass lol.
Plus, don't hesitate to comment bc I don't bite haha
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Fanfiction"I have given him my everything but why does he keep looking for more? Am I not enough?" "You're too focused with what you are giving him that you have failed to see what he is actually giving you in return" With a love that is too strong, both Tris...
