This story will be in Connors POV most of the time. So yeah. Hope you enjoy. Please vote and comment. Love you!!!
Everyday. He's here at the same time as me every single day. Who is he?
Connor thought to himself as he scrolled tumblr on his laptop. He sipped his coffee that he enjoyed everyday. He liked it here in this coffee shop. It wasn't corporate and it was tucked away from the rest of the city. So not too many people know about it. So it would most of the time be just Connor sitting there for hours enjoying the coffee and quiet. But the past month or so there had been a boy about the same age of him here.
Hes got curly brownish hair, but fairly short. Blue eyes that you could drown in. Tall, skinny fraim. Hipster-ish style. But wearing platform converse and a fairly thick coat. Sitting at a table across the coffee shop from Connor. Headphones and laptop, and a notebook or two.
He's also new to school.
Connor knew he had seen him around. He was pretty sure he was in one of him classes. YES! English with Mr. Joesten.
Hes Awfully cute as well.
Connor was openly gay, though he didn't think it was anyones business. He hated being put into a label. Once he came out to a few people in school, by the next day practically the whole city knew. And that was weird because Connor wasn't the one to get much attention. But the week or so after he came out, person after person would go up to him and tell him that he didn't look or act gay in their opinion. He would just keep quiet and head off on his merry way.
I wonder if he has any friends...
Connor didn't have many friends. And he was pretty sure that this cutie of a new kid wouldn't want to be his.
Connor had just a couple of friends. Ricky and Kian. They were great and all, and Connor was glad to have them to help each other get through high school all these years. But now Connor was a senior. and he had been in close to 0 relationships, any that counted atleast. And both of them could easily get with any girl they wanted from their school. Connor just didnt feel like he fit in with them too much. They had very different personalities from Connor, and neither really understood how Connor felt when it came to relationships. They were supportive of anything he wanted, yes. But straight guy and girl relationships were easier than gay relationships, atlest in high school.
I hope he notices me someday...
Connor laughed at himself. He wouldn't get noticed by this boy. No one notices Connor most of the time. And this stunning boy definetly wouldn't.
Connor started to pack up his stuff and got ready to head home. He ordered a second Latte from the barista, and took the chance of looking back at the boy in the corner, but when he did, he was already looking at him. He saw the boy smile, and he smiled back. He noticed me... The boy soon blushed a bit and looked away, probably getting back to homework or something.
Connor walked the short bit back to his house. Once he got home he went straight to his room, ignoring dinner and his family, and went back onto his computer. He scrolled twitter and caught up on some stuff, then went to tumblr. He looked up a bit later and saw it had gotten dark out. How late had I sat there? 2am. Wow. opps? He closed his laptop and stripped himself of his shirt and jeans and shoes. He put on some sweatpants and headed to the kitchen so a late snack before he went to bed. He grabbed a banana and headed back into his room. He laid down and thought about the mystery boy from the coffee shop.
That night Connor fell asleep with a smile on his face and a thought about a mystery cutie.
The next morning was as usual for Connor. Get dressed, finish homework, get to school, head to first period 3 minutes late. It was his usual routine. But this time he couldn't not be distracted about the thoughts in his head. He would have english soon and that meant getting to see the cute boy again.
Soon enough english came and he went in and sat where he would, in the back right away from the front desk. He was pretty sure that the boy sat to his left and up one chair, and yes, he was correct. The mystery boy went and sat down in his chair, placed his bag and books down, and looked back and smiled at Connor. Again? why? He wouldn't complain obviously. He just didn't understand it much. He didn't see himself that interesting, so why would anyone want to look at him or be with him.
The day went on and soon school ended and Connor couldn't wait to go to his coffee shop. Maybe he could talk to the boy. Not for any particular reason. But they were at the same school. And in the same English class. It would be good to know him right? Yes. Definitely.
Once Connor got to the coffee shop he saw that the boy was already in hi usual stop. In the other corner. Headphones in. On his computer. And Connor decided not to ruin the speed of things. He said hi to the barista that was usually there and sat down at his table and continued to work on homework and stuff. Every once and a white he would look up just slightly and see the boy staring at him. And other times he wasn't and it gave Connor the opportunity to look back at him. He's so hot. Connor thought to himself. He went back to working and soon found that it was time to head home as he had gotten lost in his work. He looked up and saw the boy was sitting there, headphones around his neck, laptop closed slightly, pencil in one hand, notebook in the other, smirking right at Connor. Why? Connor thought. He wasn't interesting. Why would he be looking at me again. Whatever. Connor thought. He got up, packed up, and went to order a latte. Once he ordered and it came time to pay, the barista spoke up.
"Ohh. No. Connor. That cutie in the corner already paid for your latte." Connor turned to the boy and all he did was heather for him to keep walking. Connor didn't know what to do. He didn't feel like he could talk to him just yet. But he wanted to thank him.
"Could you just tell him that I say thank you. Once I leave please. Thank you so much." Connor rushed out and started heading home. Why would he buy my drink for me? We don't even know each other. We dot even know each other's names. Connor was very confused. But he knew what he had to do. Tomorrow at the coffee shop he would confront the boy and pay him back. He would not let him but him his drink when they didn't even know each other.
And by the next day, when Connor came into the coffee shop, his table was already taken by a certain someone.
"Hi. I'm Troye."
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A/N
So.... Hi.
I think I'm really going to like this fic. I hope you do too. This is the first chapter. And I am going to upload it and then write the next few. So I'm open to any suggestions you would like for future chapters.
And I had a lot of fun writing this one. Hope you have fun reading it. Sorry it's a bit short.
On other news, WILD was released today and holy crap guys Troye is a angel. Like how? He's so amazing. And I've had his album on repeat for a good 5 hours now. And Connor supportive Tweets are just adorable.
And the selfie with the fan are too cute.
OHH!!!!! And Taylor swift tweeted Troye and All of us, Connor, and Troye all kinda died.
But anyways. This is way too long.
Please vote and comment on my story and any other you would like to read.
Teeny out!
