Fools // Tronnor AU

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It had been a week and a half since Tyler had warned him about Connor. His thoughts kept running wild with his words. It was like his mind was on repeat, always replaying the same thing.

He also couldn't stop thinking of Connor. Connor was just so perfect in his opinion. His fluffy hair, his sweet smile... His gorgeous green eyes. His eyes... You could get lost in them. They were so fucking pretty, in Troye's opinion.

It totally wasn't creepy at all that he had begun to sketch him out in a drawing pad. I mean, hell, everyone did that when they had a crush... Didn't they? I wouldn't know, he thought to himself. I've never been so in love with someone like this before.

He heard knocking on the door. He shut his notepad, before announcing, "Come in."

Laurelle, his mum, popped her head in.

"Just wanted to tell you that dinner's done, sweetie," she said with a smile.

"Okay, thank you. I'll be there in a minute," he said, returning the smile before she exited. He put his notepad away, before going downstairs as well.

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Walking to school the next day felt like any other day - he had a feeling he knew this day would be like hell. And boring.

He sighed as he walked to his locker. He fiddled with the lock before hearing something hit the locker next to him. He jumped, before turning to look.

And there he stood.

Leaning against the locker, he looked at Troye with his tremendous green eyes. A small smirk formed when Troye looked back up at him. Troye's breath hitched a little at the sight of him.

"Well hello there, gorgeous," he said, looking over Troye's face, attempting to be subtle. Troye blushed at Connor calling him 'gorgeous', and blushed a little harder when he noticed him looking over his face.

"Hi," he said, rather quietly, turning back to unlocking his locker.

"So you're relatively new around here, are you?" Connor asked, and he nodded nodded.

"Yeah. I'm from Perth. It's not anywhere near here. I'm an exchange student," he explained. Connor nodded.

Fuck, his accent. He has an accent, Connor thought to himself.

"Oh," he said simply. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the other boy's, even though he wasn't looking at him. They were just so blue and beautiful, quite like him. Wait, what the hell am I saying? I just met him, and I don't fall in love with anyone. I can't fall in love with him.

"What's your name?" He asked out of curiosity.

"Troye. With an e," he said, glancing up at Connor before grabbing some books out of his locker. "And you?"

"Connor. Two n's," he said, adding that last bit in there because so many people in the school confused his name for being spelled 'Conor' rather than 'Connor'. He hated when that happened.

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Connor-with-two-n's," Troye said, grinning. Connor rolled his eyes, but a small smile crossed his lips nevertheless.

"Yes, it quite is, Troye-with-an-e," he replied jokingly, throwing a playful wink in his direction.

Troye gave a small giggle. Connor smiled. God, Troye's laugh is so cute.

Then the bell rang.

"Well, I'll see you around," Troye said, closing his locker before heading off to first period. All I could do was watch as he walked off.

"Connor!"

Upon hearing his name called, his friends, Joey, Kian, and JC, walked up to him.

"Hey!" He said as they grew closer.

"So how's the plan going?" Kian asked. Connor grinned.

"It's going perfectly."

A/N: Ohhhhhhhh snap. So what do you think Connor's "plan" is? 😏😝 You shall find out soon!