Distant Shores; A Tyler Oakley & Connor Franta Fanfiction

Tyler;

I had started to feel like Connor was avoiding me and I had mixed feelings about it... Was it a good thing to put some distance between us? Or would that end up driving us apart all together. I didn't want that. It was the last thing I wanted. Even if I couldn't be 'with' Connor, I never ever wanted him to stop being my friend. He meant the world to me, in every way possible. I did the only thing that any friend would do and picked up my phone to text him, after a few drafts, I settled on

"Hey Connor. Are you okay? You seem different lately, I'm worried. Please talk to me, Love you, Ty x"

Putting 'Love you' at the end was something I had to do, because it's what I always do, If I hadn't, he would have thought there was something up with me. His reply set my mind at ease a little and I swallowed the paranoia I was feeling, threw on a cute hoodie and my favourite Tumblr hat, grabbed the essentials and headed for the door. I decided to take a walk instead of getting a cab and the cool wintery air felt good on my skin, refreshing and rejuvenating. It was like it was clearing out the cobwebs in my brain and I could think clearly. I decided, once and for all that I had to tell Connor how I felt about him. I didn't know how or when I was going to do it, but all I knew was that I had to. He deserved to know the truth, and what happened after that was would be up to him. If he told me he didn't feel the same way, I knew it would hurt, but I believe that because of our friendship that maybe, just maybe, I would be able to get past it, one day. And if he felt the same way, which I was pretty sure he didn't, then that would be amazing and it was worth taking the risk for. And more importantly than that, he deserved to know the truth and I had to get this off my chest, or the weight of it would eventually drive me crazy.

I stopped at the local corner store and picked up a bag of microwave popcorn, and a couple of cokes for us. On my way out the door I spotted a jumbo box of Sour Patch Kids and took them up to the counter, I knew they were one of Connor's favourites.

When I got to Connors place, my fears were put to rest. He was fine, he seemed his regular happy self and we just talked for hours, like we always have done. Best of friends, that's me & Connor. Best of friends.

Falling asleep on his couch later that night was a total accident, but I couldn't stop myself, I was so tired, probably because of the cold. Cold air always made me tired. I could feel myself drifting off and I just surrendered to it, I wasn't paying much attention to the movie anyway. Connor was all that filled my mind as I was drifting off, first it was his adorable laugh, the thought of it made me smile and I wasn't even worried that I would look weird smiling with my eyes closed. Then I thought about that time we went to San Francisco to see Troye and how he would walk with his hands tucked tightly into his pockets because of the rain and bad weather. Then finally, I thought of his lips. Connor's lips were beautiful and all my heart, body and soul wanted to do was kiss them.