Crossbreed - Tronnor AU

Chapter Eleven

T R O Y E

I opened my eyes and looked at my surroundings. I was laying on the couch, Connor's head resting on my chest and his arms holding my hips tightly. We were at the hotel room.

It was a dream.

When I realized what happened, I quickly sat up, easily letting go of Connor. My harsh moves made him wake up too.

"Good morning Tro- are you okay?" Kayla appeared from the other room, looking at Connor and I. Was I okay? No I wasn't. My dream was still messing with my head. I kissed Connor in it. It wasn't like I've never dreamt of it, but the dream was so real and vivid, it scared the crap out of me. I could still taste him and feel his breath on my face.

"I'm fine." I lied. If I told her the truth I would have to explain, and I'm not in the mood. I looked over at Connor and he smiled sleepily at me.

"Good morning." He spoke with his morning voice. It was even more beautiful than his normal voice. I wanted to go back to my dream, to kiss him senseless and show how much I love his lips and green eyes.

"Good morning." The forecast lady was talking on the other room, talking about some storm that was supposed to happen today. I looked outside and the sun was bright as ever. Weird.

"Because of the storm we can't go out today. We'll have to stay here." Kayla told us. I heard Connor celebrating somewhere inside the room. "We'll have to pay for another night Connor, why are you celebrating?"

"I'm tired of staying inside the car" He smiled happily at us. God he looked so excited just by this little thing, I wanted to hug the shit out of him.

"It's bright outside and the sun is shining, I don't see any signs of a storm." I pointed out and Connor plopped on the bed.

"I'm not leaving." His voice was muffled by the pillow underneath his head. He crossed his arms in front of him and gave a little "hmph" with it.

"Stop being a child Connor, we're not that far from Michigan." He raised his head and looked directly into mine. His eyebrow was raised and his lips pounting.

"Call me a child again and you'll see." He came closer to me and I gulped loudly. He probably noticed that because a smirk was soon found on his lips.

"Child." I said slowly and teasingly. His smile grew wider and he jumped on me, grabbing my torso and tickling me. I started crying of laughter and he wouldn't let go of me. Why do we laugh when we're being tickled? We obviously don't like it, we want it to stop, so why does our body react this way? I hate tickles.

"Okay. Stop. Connor. Ah." I gripped my stomach trying to block his fingers but he was faster, tickling every single part of my torso. "Okay I get it you're not a child please Connor stop."  He finally let go of me and patted my head. I looked down, my face red.

"Let's go do something fun today. Kayla free. I'm kinda tired of her." I heard him saying and I looked up. He had his signature bright smile and sparkly green eyes, full of interest and beauty. I slowly nodded and his smiled grew even wider, if that was even possible. He grabbed my hand and rushed out of the room.

"Where are you two going?!" Kayla caught us before we could escape. She had a hand on her hip and her foot was tapping on the floor. She looked like my mother when I was a child.

"Out. You can stay here or do whatever you want, I'm going out with Troye. Alone." She seemed to understand that because she nodded and left the room. "Well then, where do you want to go?" He looked at me and fixed my hair a bit.

"Let's just go to the beach." He nodded and grabbed my hand again, bringing us to the car. Won't Kayla use that? Well, I guess she can figure herself out.

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We finally got to the beach and it was almost lunch time. I know, I know, 'the beach isn't really that far what took you so long?' well, Connor decided it would be better if we went on a secret spot he knew. How? Don't ask me. It was a small part of the beach that was hid by a mountain. It looked like a cave and the water there was warm and peaceful. The place was unknown for some reason and I loved it.

"Beautiful isn't it?" He asked while sitting down in the sand. I followed his moves and sat down next to him, resting my arms behind me.

"Yeah. How did you even find this?" He looked down and started playing with his fingers. Touchy subject?

"I found it when I was walking around with my mom. We used to travel the world together, you wouldn't believe some of the things I've seen." He smiled at the ground and then at me. He started smiling a lot more after we went on this "trip". I was happy if he was happy.

"What happened?" His smile dropped and he looked past me. His green eyes darkened and his cheeks turned red.

"I don't know." Was all he said before taking his shirt off and entering the water. His torso was tanned and fit. There were some scars too, but I was in no position to ask about it. Maybe it was his father, he was kicked out of the house. But it didn't look like it, I had this feeling it wasn't it, it was something more difficult to understand. Maybe I'll ask about it later.

"You coming?" He said loud enough so I could hear him. I nodded and took my shirt off too, exposing my pale chest. I felt really insecure about it. It was very pale and very thin too, my bones were practically exposed and you could count every single rib. Some purple marks and scars were covering it, clearly giving away I was hit by my mother. He noticed my sudden mood change and came closer to me, taking me in his arms and throwing my body inside the water.

"CONNOR!" I screamed and he started having a laughing fit. He grabbed his stomach in pain and jumped in the water next to me.

"I wanted to make you happy. You deserve it." He smiled at me, again, and I felt my cheeks burning hot. God why did he make me blush so much?

"You're an idiot." I said and pushed his head under the water. He grabbed my feet and I was underwater with him. He had his eyes open and was smiling at me. This would be the perfect time to kiss him. Um, brain?? Stop??

When I got back to the surface, I heard my phone ringing inside my pocket. I ran to it and read the ID: Kayla. She's probably calling to tell us how bored she is or to complain we took the car. I answered it and prepared myself for what was about to come.

"Troye. You need to get back to the hotel. Now." Her breathing was unsteady and she was speaking too quickly. What the hell was happening?

"What happened? Are you hurt?" I heard some people talking on the other line. Probably the TV.

"No, I'm okay. Just... come home okay?" She ended the call and I stood there completely shocked. What was going on?

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A/N:

I'm sorry for the delay.
And I really don't have an excuse this time I just had a really bad writers block, sorry if this sucked.