With All My Heart, Tronnor

Hangover

Connor POV

Yesterday was perfect and it's after effects were clearly visible.

I woke up with a smile plastered on my face.

I was too warm and as the beams of sunlight, coming from my bedroom windows, blinded my vision, It took me sometime to realise that I was all snuggled up with Troye in my bed, our bodies all locked together and his head resting on my chest. His body moved up and down in a perfect rhythm as he breathed. His mess of curls were brushing lightly across my bare body, giving me shivers all over.

We were quite warm against each other, all the sweat on our bodies, made it pretty evident, but clearly, none of us wanted to leave this amazingly comfortable position.

Unconsciously, he snuggled even closer to me, and I happily wrapped my arms around his waist. Clearly, he was still asleep and looking onto that beautiful face, I couldn't help but wonder, it was just a day before when I was freaking out about the boy who was now in my arms.

Leaving that note was easy, Alexa's words gave me confidence, but waiting there, not knowing if he'll show, thats what's scary.

I almost left hope, until I heard footsteps leading towards me. I turned around, and there he was, just standing there, looking at me with a smile same mine, but better.

I was overflowing with happiness and nervousness. I just wanted it to be perfect and not screw things up. My heart was racing and I almost did will it down until, I don't know what got to me, I found my hand moving towards his and intertwining our fingers.

We walked around a bit, in silence, until Troye just stopped dead, he left my hand, forcing me to look at him.

"I am scared. I am scared of whats ahead. I don't know where it's gonna go, where it's gonna end and I don't want to screw this up. You're important and I-I just, I am really very scared" he admitted.

"I am sacred too" I said honestly.

I knew there wasn't any point lying, so I dint and the rest of the time went smooth.

It was perfect, just like I imagined. We spent the day at the lake, talking and just enjoying each other's company and watched the most beautiful sunset together. We went out for dinner and ended up at a bar, because Troye wanted to have Fun, which I don't apparently.

I felt Troye stir next to me, I found him slowing opening his eyes, rubbing and taking time to adjust to the sudden exposure. When his eyes landed on me and when he realised our position was pretty compromising, he just rolled over to the other side and attempted to sit up, his cheeks perfect red.

"Whoa" he said taking his head in his hands.

I was sure he was having a massive hangover and a pretty foggy memory of last night. I knew I'd have to fill him in but first I decided to hand him some Advil and a glass of water.

He muttered an inaudible thanks and took his head again in his hands after taking the pill.

"I remember going to the bar.. I take it I drank too much?" Troye said, raising his head a bit.

"Yeah, just a bit" I laughed and he joined in, still holding his head in his hands.

We giggled for a bit and suddenly Troye's body stiffened and he stopped laughing.

"Why am I in your bed? Did I-I, w-we, do s-something.." He trailed off, his face red and dismay written all over him.

"Well..umm, let's forget it? I mean, I know you were drunk and you had zero control over your actions, soo.." I shrugged, trying to scare him. It was hard for me to keep a straight face but I succeeded considering the fact that his face went a whole new shade of pink, his eyes wide and panic rising in his body.