•Crimson Lines • A Tronnor Fanfic• Discontinued•

Chapter 10

Connor padded along the corridor to the elevator, hoping he didn't bump into any friends or God forbid some fans.
He was alone on the elevator and was soon walking along the corridor that his room was on.
He was so close to his room when he heard his name being called. He turned to find Zoë running towards him.
Luckily he had dried his eyes in the elevator but he was still walking along the corridor at 11am with no shoes on and his hair still fresh from being slept on.
"Where have you been Connor Franta, I've been looking for you all morning and I've called you too?" Zoe said sternly although the sparkle in her eyes said she wasn't really mad.
"Sorry I went to see Troye and I guess my phone was on silent" Connor said, realising he had left his phone at Troyes.
"Don't worry about it. Anyway as Vidcon doesn't start until tomorrow we're all going to spend the day together catching up in Marcus and Niomis room" said Zoë excitedly.
"Okay I'll be there in a bit let me just shower real quick" Connor replied, truly happy he would get to spend a day with all his friends.

Troye had been shocked at what had happened when he had passed Connor the pancakes. He knew Connor hadn't lost the amount of weight he had without trying but he never expected it to be as bad as it had turned out.
When Connor had left quickly, Troyes heart broke. Connor was more ruined than Troye could ever have imagined. He was deep in an ocean of self hatred and currently he was drowning.
It was Connors phone vibrating that brought Troye out of his trance. Connor had left so quickly he hadn't even put shoes on and his black converse sat by the door.
Troye figured he needed to go after Connor. He didn't know whether he had got back to his room and he figured he would want his phone back.
He had showered whilst Connor had slept and he preferred his hair down these days instead of putting it in his old trademark quiff.
Troye put on a pair of comfy black vans and, picking up Connors shoes and phone, left his hotel room to look for his best friend.

A/N Today was better than yesterday but I still had bad anxiety.
Came home and watched old Troye videos and it made me feel so much better.

- Charl