With All My Heart, Tronnor

Queen Sized Bed

Connor POV

I don't think you realise you're in love until it's too late. Until it's 4 am and you're sitting on your bathroom floor, with a pounding headache, crying and wishing you hadn't lied, and then it's 11am and there's people outside the door, who care about you and the only thing you wanna do is hide deeper and deeper.

Because, all I remember is a blurry vision, cold bathroom tiles and craving his arms around me. And all I remember is thinking 'shit, I love him, so bad!'

Spending time with Troye made me forget everything. Whenever I was with him, it was like he'd make a protective layer around me and no person and no emotion could harm me. When Troye went away, the layer disappeared and I became an emotional wreck. I started crying myself to sleep, I started feeling lonely, even when I was surrounded by people who care about me. I needed that guard back, I needed Troye back.

But it was too late, I'd lost the opportunity to get him back, I'd lot him forever.

I thought I had.

However, that wasn't the case. Because, I could clearly hear his heartbeat, I could clearly feel his chest going up and down in a perfect rhythm, and I knew, I knew he was asleep right next to me.

Well technically, beneath me.

I was awake for a while now, well I hadn't exactly woken up, I was half awake. You know like, you're aware of your surroundings but you're still half asleep and you really don't wanna get up. Mostly like your brain is awake but your body is far asleep? Yeah, something like that.

When I finally looked up, from his chest to his face, I noticed he was already awake and looking down at me.

He gave me his iconic smile, which literally has the power to put an end to any war, and I returned it with my shy little smile.

"Hey" he said in his adorable husky morning voice.

"Hey" I smiled.

"What time is it?" I asked

He checked his phone, kept on the table "Around 7am.." He answered.

"We slept for an entire day??"

"I thought I'd left you in your bed" he smirked, totally ignoring what I just said.

"Yeah.. Umm, I wasn't very comfortable in there.." I trailed off, trying to hide my face in his chest.

"So what? 'The Comfiest Queen Sized Bed' wasn't comfortable anymore?" He had this permanent smirk on his lips, making the blood to rush towards my cheeks.

"Yeah, I think I should sell that and buy these couches for my room. They're better" I winked and got up from him.

"You think you're funny? 'Coz you're not" I had my back towards him, as I was making my way towards the kitchen, but I could practically hear the eye roll in his voice.

"I know I'm funny" I put my tongue out "hungry?"

"Yeah, I'm like famished" he answered "what are you making?"

I looked around the kitchen, thinking what could I possible make that was actually edible. I know I'm not very good at cooking, hell I've not even used much of my 'kitchen things' since I moved in, which was almost 6 months ago.