Thought Of You~ Tronnor

Wake Me Up ~12

"Good morning Tro!" I hear Connor chirp, shaking my shoulders slightly. Grumbling, I bury myself into the pillow even more. I give up when Connor pulls my tired form off the pillow.

Letting out a a dinosaur-like yawn, I open my eyes and adjust them to see Connor sitting on the edge of the bed. He's smiling at me and my heart does that flippy-over thing.

"Morninggggg." I grumble, rubbing my eyes and sitting up.

Currently, Connor is sat topless in front of me. How is it legal to look that good? His slightly tanned skin compliments him immensely. His-

"Like what you see?" Connor laughs, raising an eyebrow at me. Damn it, he noticed. I wasn't exactly careful about it though so I'm not that surprised.

"So what if I did, Con Da Bon?" I smirk.

Hopping up out of bed, I walk to my closet and pick an outfit out straight away.

"Do you want to borrow some clothes?" I ask Connor whilst fishing out my hair product. Ah! I found it.

"If that's okay- I don't mind." He hesitates.

Laughing to myself at his awkwardness, I throw him a grey sweater with a patch of leopard print, blue jeans and a grey beanie. (Tronnor beanie ;)) (outfit in pic at top)

"Thanks Troye."

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"Let's go!" I usher Connor out of the door as my mom waves goodbye to the pair of us. She really likes him, so does my dad to be fair.

Whilst I lock the door, Connor heads over to where Korey is sitting on the fence, waiting for us. He raises a hand in greeting as I join the two of them. Connor looks tired as heck and I'm certain I do too.

"Hey Snorey Koreyyy." I greet, hugging him once he stood up.

"Hey guys, I take it you're friends again?" He asks, smiling devilishly at the two of us. He thinks- oh god he-

"Yeah we had a sleepover and talked about boys and hair and makeup!" Connor imitates a girly voice. We all laugh and I hit him in the side with my hand before explaining what actually happened to Korey.

"Well he apologised to his Lord and saviour Troye Sivan," I quip, curtseying. "And then I made my mom let him sleep over." I say to Korey and then turn to Connor, "Oh and I need my clothes back at some point. But you look hot so I don't mind when." He blushes as I keep my voice down so Korey doesn't hear. It didn't work.

"I thought I saw that outfit before!" He screeches.

Shushing him, I begin to walk down the road as the other two follow suit.

"Korey? Have you ever heard Troye sing?" Connor asks, confusing me.

"Yeah, a couple times. Why?" Korey tells him. I hear him laugh to himself, probably remembering the second time.

He's right, Korey's only ever heard me sing twice. Once was on accident because I forgot he was there (wow I sound like a dick) and the other was when I was... well basically quite drunk. We had done karaoke and I, in my drunk state, thought it was a good idea to stand on the table and perform 'Wrecking Ball' to the 3 or 4 people in the room. Let's just say, they didn't appreciate it. Apart from Korey who didn't stop laughing about it for the next 3 months.