//Connor's POV//
Troye Sivan Mellet. A work of art. What some would call a blank canvas, I call beautiful.
His face; flawless. From his soft pink lips, that I just want to crash mine against constantly. To his ocean blue eyes, that I get lost in. To the birthmark under his left eye, that he is self conscious about but I wouldn't change for the world .
His hair; luscious. So soft and curly that I want to run my fingers through at any chance I get. Any model would die to have his hair.
His body; as some have said as, skinny and fragile. But what I see is just perfect for me. Just right for cuddles and great to have at my side. He may start growing past my height but I wouldn't be surprised- everyone is taller then me.
He is irresistible.
Troye had taken over my thoughts on the way home from Kian and Jc's house, we had promised to meet up again and hang out. He had fallen asleep in the passengers seat from being up so late and my mind couldn't resist evaluating everything about Troye.
Finally pulling into my neighborhood, I can already see the cop car sitting on the opposite side of the street. I pull into the drive way and up into the garage as well.
My boyfriend, I never want to stop saying that, is still in a deep slumber, careful not to wake him, or anyone else in the house that could be asleep for that matter, I carry him bridal style into the house and onto the couch.
Just as I am about to allow myself to also get some rest, my phone buzzes in my front pocket.
"Hello?" I speak lowly into the phone to not wake anyone.
"Hello Mister Franta! This is the manager of Wakey Wakey Coffee Shop. I just wanted to call and remind you about the interview you have today at four." Crap, I forgot about that.
"Oh yes. Thank you. I will definitely be there." I answer to the manager, but still, what am I going to wear?!
"Great! See you in a few hours." He says casually. I'm quite surprised by the casualty actually.
"Thank you. Bye" I say before hanging and rushing up the stairs and into my room.
"What does one wear to an interview?" I speak to myself.
I shuffle through my closet searching for anything that looks professional. I skip past the ripped jeans and t-shirts till I find dark skinny jeans and a dark blue button up shirt. "Perfect." I mutter.
I rush to the bathroom to take a quick shower, blow dry and fix my hair. Then running back to my room to dress.
I take a look at my phone and its already 2:30. My interview may be at four but I would like to be early to show that I can be on time to places.
Without wasting anymore time, I grab my wallet and keys and run to garage without saying goodbye, I can always just text them.
Backing out of the driveway I finally take a breath. Good luck me.
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Let's Have Fun || Tronnor AU
FanficThe day Connor and Troye found themselves in the same foster home was the best and worst day of there life. What will happen when the only way to live a happy and safe life, was to escape?
