You make my heart shake

Chapter 7

Troye's POV

Why did everything seem to come crashing down on my life when I thought peace was achievable. I wanted to die even though I couldn't let myself and now I have to deal with the pain of hatred by my father and everyone else around me. That boy, my sister, my mum and my dad all hate me even if some don't show it because they don't want to feel guilty for something they do, they still hate me. I've done everything possible to die yet nothing works. At least no one has found out about other things, yet. I hope no one does.

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It's that boy again, he hasn't left my mind and he hasn't left my peacefully sleeping body. I knew he was there next to me, watching me sleep and k------ hang on. He kissed my cheek?!?! Oh crap now he knows that I'm awake now, my cheeks are practically on fire.

"Um, T-Troye?" Fine whatever I'll answer him.

"Ugh, y-y-yeh? " Jeez my voice is broken.

Die, Die, Die, Die, Die, Die, Die.

"Not now, I'm too damned tired for this shit, so go away" Why can't they quite, why was I cursed to hear them? What did I do to deserve this?

"Oh, okay, sorry for bothering you." Huh? What's he on about? My eyes shot open and stared straight into his eyes. Holy. Fucking. Shit. His eyes are just, perfection. It's the kind of colour that can only be found in a place like the Emerald City from The Wizard of Oz. They are amazing. His hair is perfect.

"Wait, you really think that?"

"Uh how did you know what I was thinking?" His face went as red as hell.

"Oh, uh, your thoughts weren't thoughts, Troye Sivan." He giggled and I died of embarrassment. Now it's my turn to go red.

"Anyways, now that you're awake I should go and tell the doctors, I'll be right b--"

"Shh!" I quickly silenced him as I heard an unknown noise coming from far outside the window.

"What do you mean shh?" He flicked up his brow in confusion but soon dropped, his mouth gaping.

"Oh"

I hastily jumped up from my extremely uncomfortable bed and stared out the window at what he was looking at. I saw my reflection and that was it, before releasing why he said what he said.

I can't believe he found out.

Sup, sorry before hand but since school has finished for the rest of the year, yeh I know, Australians, I should be able to start writing more frequently and I'm thinking of keeping it at around these word limits unless specifically asked otherwise. So, I'll just have this up and perhaps start working on other things. Hint: It's actually nothing, I'm just an extremely lazy shit who has nothing better to do than listen to Troye on repeat and all his videos.

P.S. Can I just say, 'Blue Neighbourhood'?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!? I'm am honestly sooooooooo proud of Troye and the amazing work he has done, my favourite from his album is Lost Boy, I just feel that it somehow relates to me instantly making it my favourite. Also today I found out that this person's, that I don't know that well, parents is apparently friends with Troye's parents and I was like, "Can you like see them whenever you want or visit them and Troye?" and she said yes so I just casually died then, thing is though, she hates me and I'll never be able to meet Troye. Only going to Sydney and Perth sucks, what about us Gold Coast and Brisbane people, we are also human beings in Australia.

KK I believe that I have said enough now. Goodbye my munchkins, I'll be back.