With All My Heart, Tronnor

The Note

Troye POV

An alarm going off woke me up in a cold bed. Irritated, I quickly reached out to turn it off and laid back in my bed, trying to get my sleep back. Unfortunately, I'd completely woken up and couldn't really sleep anymore, I looked at the time, 9 am.

I sat up, trying to think about last night's events. As my morning grogginess wore off, the last thing I remembered was leaving Ricky's house with Connor.

I guess I slept on our way back, but I never set an alarm though. I pushed that thought away thinking, may be I did set an alarm and couldn't really remember it, whatever.

I went out towards the kitchen, to get myself a glass of water but the house felt relatively empty.

Strange.

Before I made my way to the kitchen I decided to peep inside Connor's room. I quietly opened his door, being careful not to wake him if he was asleep but there were no signs of him anywhere.

Very Strange.

He never leaves the house like this.

I decided to give him a call, but first, I desperately needed water for my extremely dry throat.

While in the kitchen, my eyes somehow landed on a Note, it was a simple white paper with Connor's handwriting, pinned on the refrigerator with one of the magnets.

I took off the note from the fridge and I could feel the corner of my lips going as high as possible and my heart beating on a high rate inside my chest when I saw it was addressed to me.

It was a handwritten Note!

Connor wrote me a Note!

I had no idea, why I was so excited to read it. I just love the idea of a personalised note. He could always text me, but he wrote me a note! I tried so hard to suppress my huge, almost creepy, smile; but I really couldn't. I felt a strange warmth in my chest and I quickly sat on one of the chairs, arranged in a perfect symmetry on one side of his kitchen counter, to read it without wasting anymore time.

Dear Troye,
Well, first thing first, I know you are kinda jet lagged and the alarm I set on your phone probably woke you up, so.. Sorry :p
I know you might be wondering where I am, why I did not inform you before leaving and why I left you this note. I'll get to all of that soon, but first,
Good Morning, Tro :)

I have coffee made for you, take the cup and then read further.

So, basically here's the thing, I am really scared and I don't think I can actually say all the things that you're about to read, when you're standing in front of me, looking into my eyes and making my heart skip a beat. Well, the thing is, when you look at me, when those beautiful blue eyes search for my pitiful green eyes, I forget how to form words. Just looking at you or may be even just thinking about those ocean blue gems in the clouds, you call your eyes, makes my heart race.

I think by now you can easily assume where this sweet little note (more like a letter) is leading towards.
I really like you and I've been hiding this inside of me for a considerate amount of months now (or may be a year,who knows? I was too busy fangirling over you to keep track of time), But I was always too afraid to tell you about how I felt. I was afraid of losing my friend, I was afraid of you abandoning me, I was afraid of being a creep.
But now, I've decided to take this chance and come upfront with you and tell you all about it.
As much as I am enjoying writing, I think we should really talk about it in person, so that I can see that familiar sparkle in your eye, hear that cute cackle which comes out of your mouth when I make miserable puns and witness the red blush that finds it's way on your face every now and then.