Twitter | TRONNOR

1.4

troye felt nerves build up into his stomach as he waited for connor to call him. he didn't know why he felt this way, it was just connor, his online best friend. his only friend. he talks to millions of people everyday, why was he so nervous to talk to connor?

he bit at his fingers while sitting in his dining room table in his small apartment. it was two pm so he was wearing an adidas hoodie with joggers since he was just at the store buying himself bottles of pure life tea. he had an addiction.

suddenly, he heard a ding from his laptop. troye took a very deep breath before accepting the call, putting his chin in the palm of his hand while his other was shaking. he honestly felt like he was going to vomit when waiting for the call to connect, his knees were bouncing underneath his table.

he then heard some shuffling noises which were not coming from his apartment. the pale boy glanced up and saw connor placing his laptop on his work desk -- he was assuming. troye waited till the boy was done, just staring at him which felt like forever.

"hi, troye sivan eighteen." connor whispered with a grin appearing on his lips. he couldn't keep his eyes from troye's, they were such a bright blue and he was fascinated.

"are you seriously starting off our first words to each other, 'hi, troye sivan eighteen'? i thought what we had was special." troye gasped jokingly, wiping a fake tear off of his cheek.

"i told you that i'm calling you that now, get used to it." connor laughed loudly, throwing his head back. when he brought his head back down, he smiled softly at the pale boy. "your accent is really pretty."

"well, thank you." troye grinned widely, suddenly feeling his nerves go away but a weird feeling replaced it when connor smiled at him. he shrugged it off. "so, what were you doing before you called?"

"i was watching boy meets world and drinking coffee even though it's eleven pm. what about you?" connor replied, spinning a little in his desk chair.

"i went to the store and bought pure life tea, it's so good. you should definitely try it." troye answered as he reached over to his fridge and took a bottle out, opening it quickly before taking a sip.

"pure life? i love pure life tea!" connor exclaimed but quickly covered his mouth with his hands when realizing that he had neighbors.

"connah! this makes us even bester friends." troye smiled, throwing his arms in the air.

"awe, you say my name in a really cute way. i love that, say it again. that sounded extremely sexual, never mind." connor laughed, scratching at his collar bones from underneath his striped grey and white shirt. his fingers showed his glowing skin which made troye bite at his bottom lip.

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"hey, can i show you something?" troye asked, fiddling with the strings of his hoodie. he looked into connor's eyes through the camera and saw the older boy run a hand through his hair.

the two have been skyping for the past hour and they felt so close, in a friendship, not physically. all connor has been is cute and sweet, troye loved how happy the boy was and how he didn't really act shy around him.

"of course, what is it?" connor asked, scooting his chair closer to his laptop so he could see the screen better.

"i'll be right back, hold on." troye said before standing up from his chair and rushing into his room. connor rose an eyebrow but played with his fingers while waiting for his friend to come back. "okay i'm back."

"why did you bring a piano?" connor chuckled, not knowing what to say.

"i never really told you this but i can sing, kind of. i write songs and i want to sing one of them for you and can you be honest when i'm done?" troye explained, setting up his electric piano and plugging it into the nearest outlet.

"yeah, i can do that." connor nodded.

troye took a deep breath before beginning to play with his eyes closed, occasionally opening them to look at the lyrics. "the sun sets longer. where i am from. where dreams go to die. while having fun. the boys fix their cars and girls eat it up. loving's so good when. love is young.

"yeah, there's so much history in these streets and mama's good eats oh wonder on repeat. there's so much history in my head. the people i've left. the ones that i've kept. have you heard me on the radio? did you turn it up? on your blown-out stereo in suburbia. could be playing hide and seek from home. can't replace my blood. yeah, it seems i'm never letting go of suburbia."

"that's not all of it since i'm still working on it. but, yeah. what do you think?" troye finished, opening his eyes and easing an eyebrow when seeing connor having his jaw dropped and wide eyes. "connah? are you okay?"

"how do you expect me to be okay after doing that? do you know you have actually done to me? how dare you." connor said, rubbing his face with his hands and peeking through his fingers to look at troye.

"so, it was good..?" troye trailed off.

"are you seriously asking me that? troye, that was amazing. you actually wrote that? you're going to be big one day." connor answered, putting his chin in the palm of his hand with a loving sigh.

"wow, thank you."

"you're welcome, troye. i'll be your biggest fan."

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I wrote this at 12 AM.