Love On Top [Troye x Connor]

2-"IT'S TROYE!!"

Connor POV
"...You're driving me wild!..."

My eyes open as I touch down in New York. The JFK Airport is massive. I nearly got lost trying to find my way the nearest Starbucks.

While ordering my latte. I sit at a table, resting my legs. While scrolling through my Twitter feed, out of the corner of my eyes I spot something that catches my attention. It's a tall, curly brown haired figure, moving through the crowd. I gasp as I realize it's Troye!

I jump up to go and say hi. We have met before but I bet he won't recognize me. I dodge and weave through the crowd. The curly mass of dark hair slowly gets farther...and farther...away till I can't see it. And now I'm lost in a crowd, and my latte is waiting for me! I turn around and start my journey back to Starbucks.

Troye POV

This crowd is dense. It's literally like someone took Manhattan and put them right where I'm trying to go. I only have a backpack, and my luggage is being picked up for me. I slip in out of people as I make my way to the exit. I hear a faint "Troye" called and turn to see who called. No one is there, except the mass of humans. Hmm, I wonder where Connor is here? Maybe I should text him to see is he wants to come over to my place later. I reach for my phone, but right then I hear a shriek,

"OH MY GOD IT'S FREAKING TROYE SIVAN!!!"

I spin to see a teenage girl point at me with a look of shock on her face. I turn and start to run. Another scream of glee sounds, along with 12 others. Now I am running though JKF with a mob of hormonal teenagers chasing me.

I tilt my head to glance behind me and see that the group chasing me has grown to a mob of 50-60 people. A quick turn and a duck into an abandoned room looses the group. I watch them hurry on past, a blur of Troye Sivan - WILD merch. I let out a breath and slump against the wall. Pulling out a baseball cap and Ray-Bans, I put them on and slip back out into the crowd, unnoticed.