•Crimson Lines • A Tronnor Fanfic• Discontinued•

Chapter 18

Troye stared at the scars he could see on Connors arm for a few minutes before he rolled the sleeve down. He wouldn't let Connor know he had seen them, it would only make him more distant and Troye knew it would be harder to help him that way. He knew now that what Troye had assumed as stress was something so much worse.
Troye wondered where else the angry red lines were littered on Connors body and it made his heart drop slightly.
Troye sipped his coffee as he thought. He absentmindedly laced his fingers between a sleeping Connors as he stared at the rising sun, letting the morning wear on.

When Connor awoke he was alarmed to find Troyes hand in his but he wasn't sure how Troye was going to react to the previous nights events so he lay taking in the beautiful boy who was seemingly deep in thought and staring, eyebrow creased, out the window at the morning sun.
Connor knew it wouldn't be long until his first meet and greet but he wanted to watch Troye for longer. His chocolate coloured curls lay flat against his forehead and his ocean blue eyes seemed to sparkle in the sun. He looked calm but his furrowed brow told Connor he was thinking deeply.
It was a few minutes before Troye looked down to find a sleepy Connor looking up at him. He pulled his hand away quickly, and got up off the bed.
"Oh...um sorry con," Troye stumbled as he attempted to apologise. He looked up but Connor was smiling and he realised that maybe Connor hadn't minded that Troye was holding his hand.
"Con, do you mind if I use your shower and borrow some clothes, I just don't really have time to get changed?" Troye asked blushing nervously.
"Tro it's fine although your so much skinnier than I am, my clothes will probably be massive on you" Connor said,self consciously looking down at his tummy and thighs.
Troye watched his eyes as he spoke and he could see the sadness in them.
"You know something Con?" Troye whispered so quietly it was barely audible. He lifted Connors chin with his finger as he spoke and took a step in so they were mere centimetres from each other.
Troyes deep blue shining eyes met Connors piercing, yet surprisingly sad green eyes and they were connected.
Connors breath hitched as Troye leaned in slightly closer and Troye knew this was something they both wanted.
Troye whispered, "Connor, without a doubt you are one of the most beautiful people I have ever met."
And with that they joined lips in a sweet yet passionate kiss, full of longing and happiness and both boys knew they were falling in love.

A/N Everybody always says that the education system is terrible. And in some ways I have to agree, it's mostly the reason I have the problems I do but I just want to pay tribute to the teachers who do care.
Today in my English class I felt on the edge. I could feel a panic attack coming on but I don't like making a big deal in front of my whole class so I sat there trying to deal with it.
My teacher, who is 9 months pregnant and due to leave in a week noticed how shaky I was and took me outside the class and sat next to me on the floor and helped me breathe it out. Then she went to get me water and stayed outside with me until I felt better. We then went back inside and she played it off like she was doing a quick spelling test with me. These are the teachers that should be filling our education systems. I just thought it was a good point to make.

- charl