-Out and About-
-Trott's POV-
There's finally a knock at the door. I rush to it opening it.
Ross, Sam and Smith are standing there.
"Ready mate?" Sam asks.
I nod. I step out and lock the door.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"Sjin's place." Ross insures.
I nod.
While Sam and Smith are talking, Ross grabs my wrist and pulls me back a little.
"Eh, I wanted to talk." Ross says.
"What about?" I ask.
"Actually don't worry, but hey, how are you and Smith?" Ross asks.
"Alright, we're good, very good, thank you for asking." I smile.
I sling my arm around his shoulder.
He picks me up and swings me around, bridal style.
I laugh.
Smith looks behind him, at us. He smiles then looks forward again.
"Smith's getting jealous, I can tell, I'm going to put you down now and you should go make out with him or something." Ross whispers, putting me down.
I chuckle, "alright."
I run over to Smith and take hold of his hand. He smiles down at me. I plant a kiss on his jaw.
We sooner or later arrive at Sjin's. We all go inside.
I stick to Smith, following him.
After a while, I end up bumping into Zoey.
"Trott." She says.
"What's up?" I ask.
"Don't let yourself fall again." She adds.
"What are you on about?" I ask.
"You and Smith." She replies.
"We're okay." I say.
"Of course." She replies, using sarcasm.
"Zoey just stop yeah." I say, pushing past her.
What is she on about?
I head straight into the closest bedroom, walking in on Sjin.
"Oh shit, sorry." I murmur.
"Hey, it's alright. It's a bit crazy down there, isn't it?" Sjin asks.
"Yeah, is that why you're up here?" I ask.
"Yeah I guess so, same for you?" He asks.
"Yeah, I got a little bothered." I shrug.
"Eh, yeah, so are you okay?" He asks.
"Of course, why wouldn't I be?" I ask.
"Just because, you know, Smith." He says.
"What about him?" I ask.
The door then opens and Smith steps in, "hey!"
Sjin stands up, "I'm going to leave now, I'll see you around."
"See you later." I say as he leaves the room.
"I've been looking for you." Smith smiles.
"Why is everyone asking if I'm okay?" I ask.
"W-What?" Smith stutters.
"Everyone keeps asking if I'm okay and I then say yes and ask why I wouldn't be and they them reply with 'because of Smith'," I sigh, "what have you done Smith?"
"I h-haven't done anything." He stutters again.
"You're stuttering." I say.
"It's natural." He defends himself.
"Tell me Smith." I demand.
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Element Of Desire // Troffy // COMPLETED
أدب الهواةCOMPLETED // With strong desire, Trott and Smith, can't resist being together. The things which happen in their lives complicate everything. But to themselves their 'just friends trying to get through tough times'. Not everything runs smoothly.
