DIFFERENT ROUTES

CHAPTER 2- THE SLIP

CHAPTER 2: THE SLIP
Connors POV
I woke up to the screeching sound of my alarm clock and sighed as I hit the stop button. I usually hit snooze but I actually had a motivation to get out of bed today. I was hoping I would see Troye Sivan on my bus again. I went into the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee from the fridge.
I out in the microwave and went back into my room. I pulled a sweater over my shirt and yanked my black jeans over my legs. I heard the microwave ping and went back into the kitchen to grab it. I sling my backpack over my shoulder, poured my coffee into s travel mug and slipped on my shoes as I locked the door. I slung it closed behind me and went to walk to the bus. I sipped from my mug and watched as the kids walked to school with their parents and the older kids turned up the volume on their music.
I smiled because I knew one day that I would be sending my kid off to their school. I could see it all now but I just couldn't see who the other person would be. I imagined holding hands with a kid and waking with someone's hand around my other one. I couldn't help but see Troye Sivans hand around my own. I instantly got that image out of my head because a) I had literally spoken 10 words to Troye Sivan and b) he might just be looking for a friend and not even be gay and that would be mega awkward. I shook my head and kept waking.
I sat down at the bus stop and scrolled through my Instagram feed for a while. I looked up and saw the L90 making its way towards me so I put my hand out and got on. I sat in the same seat as I did yesterday.
I put my mug that was now empty away and plugged in the cord to my headphones. I turned on my music and looked out the window. It had gotten cloudier since I had gotten to the bus stop and it was threatening to rain.
The bus slowed down at the next stop and I squirmed in my seat, this was Troye Sivans stop. I looked up the front and saw no skinny boy with curly brown hair and button up shirts, I did see an old man who needed a bigger tshirt though. That's something I'd rather not see in the morning. I frowned and pulled out my phone.
I fished around in my pockets and found the slip of paper he had given me yesterday. I typed in his number and wrote

'You missed the bus' I clicked send

UNKNOWN NUMBER 'I know. Is this that cute boy from the bus yesterday?'

I got an instant reply. Reading it I blushed. It made me sure that he was at least a little bit gay so I did have a chance.

'This is he' I type

UNKNOWN NUMBER- anyway. What's is your name? I know you know mine

'My name is Connor franta. I tried telling you yesterday but you had already left' I sent to him

UNKNOWN NUMBER- alright Connor Franta, when can I see you again?

'MAYBE, if you caught the bus you would see me more often.'

TROYE SIVAN- WELL MAYBE I didn't catch the bus because i normally don't catch that bus. That's a different route to my normal one'

'WELL MAYBE you should catch the different route more often'
I send and click my phone off. It's weird becaus Troye and I are talking like we had known each other for ages but we really had just met. I know it sounds cliche but I do believe in love at first sight. And if that's anything to go by,
I'm falling

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YOBITCHESHIBITCHES
HOW ARE TOU LIKING THIS SYORY I LIVE IT ALSO I THINK IM GONNA MAKE THEM DO DRUGS IN A BATHTUB BECAUE THAT SEEMS WEIRDLY ROMANRIC AND SHIT. ALSO TODAY IS RMEBERANCE DAY SND THERE WAS FIREWORKS AND IT WAS CIOL.
- casey