INVISIBLE? // Tronnor

C H A P T E R 2

I sat up in my dream once again, this time on a bench in a park. My same book at my side, I actually have no idea what goes on in that book, I just read the wordless pages in all my dreams. A bright light shines onto the white pages, a strong wind blowing my hair and flipping pages, the heat growing on my back. I turn around to see the familiar face of Troye walking towards me, I take my legs off the bench and allow him a place to sit, he sits down leaving a few inches between us and stares forward, not saying a word. I turn towards the trees of the park and close my eyes, taking in the fresh air and the sound of birds. I open my eyes and turn to Troye, such an odd friendship we have... Only meet in dreams, and when he does appear in my dreams we barely speak, but I still consider him a friend. I close my eyes again.
"Are you real?" The sudden statement startles me and I jump making a smile crack from the boys lips.
"What?" I turn back to him
"Like do you exist? Or are you just my dream." He turns away from me, fiddling his fingers.
"Funny, I was actually going to ask YOU that... And yes I am" his eyes widen, "I'm real too." And he looks down crossing his legs on the bench. That was all we said for a while... Together, we sat in tranquil silence. I read the blank book and he stared forward. I stood and walked towards the trees, Troye looks up at me with a confused face. I wave him towards me. He stands and stretches his back brides jogging over to me. I quickly run the opposite way, earning a giggle from the pale boy. He runs after me, I sped up to get away from him and quickly duck behind a tree
"Connah!" That accent makes me melt
"Condabon!" That made me laugh, he had never said that before... But I liked that
"Hey I like that one!... Troye boy" I laugh coming out from behind the tree to join him in the grass
"Nice one" he says giggling, trying to catch his breath. I pull out my phone
"Selfie?"
"Ya why not!" And he grabs my phone from my hands taking 3 photos. 2 of him making stupid faces and 1 of us together. I lay back onto the grass looking at the photos he took, memorizing our dads together: I laugh and rest my head on my hands listening to Troye hum beside me. I close my eyes and fall asleep, revealing darkness. After what feels like only a couple minutes I wake up and walk to my closet taking a long look at the white nike jumper before putting it on, I walk over to my full length mirror and it finally hits me... This was the jumper Troye was wearing in my first dream with him... How is it here? I quickly scramble for my phone hoping that the photos from my dream are there, I open the photos and there... Looking me in the eye is a picture of me and Troye.

So that happened... Hope you liked it! I wrote this in class so ya! Haha it's really long but it's o it 2 pages in my notebook