Since Connor ~•Tronnor AU•~

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Connors P.O.V

The boy with the blue eyes, aka Troye, was actually really nice and sweet. I just don't know about him. He's different. It scared me. This town, and the people in it, is all that I've ever known. I've never lived anywhere else. We hardly ever get new residences and/or students, especially ones that come from out of the country. I just don't know.

I met Troye ten minutes before school let out and we walked to our lockers. "So do you know how to drive?" He asked. "Yeah, but I prefer to walk to and from school when the weather is nice." He just nodded and got his things, I did the same. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow then, I guess." He said once we exited the, now busy, building. "Okay. Bye." I said turning to walk away. "Oh, hey, Connah! Wait!" He said running after me. "Yeah?" I said and turned to face him. "Can I have your number please? You know, just in case of an emergency?" He asks and there's a slight blush on his face. "Sure." I say smiling and handing him my phone. "You can put your number in mine too." I took his phone and typed in my number and set my contact as "Connor🌻" and handed it back to him. "Why is there a sun flower?" He asked confused. I shrugged, "I like sun flowers." "Alright," he began, "I'll see you tomorrow." "Okay bye." I smiled and finally started walking home.

When I got home I realized that my mom and dad weren't home. I decided to go for a drive. I just needed to clear my mind and just get away. I grabbed my phone and my other small bag that held my camera and some food.

Backing out of the drive way I saw a boy who looked seemingly familiar. What the fuck? I thought to myself. Is that Troye? I shook my head in disbelief. Sure enough. It's Troye Goddamn Sivan walking up to what looks to be his house. Right across the street from mine. I stayed inside until I could no longer see him and left.

*two weeks later*

I haven't really talked to Troye and he tends to sit over with Dan and Phil.
It's weird. I can't stop thinking about him...I don't know why. He's different. I just don't know how yet. Knock it off you dip shit. You have to film your video. I remind myself.

I take a shaky breath and turn on the camera and the lights. You've got this. You're okay. You'll be fine. You're just talking to a camera....then editing it and posting it for my viewers and everyone else to see... You see, over these past couple of months, seven maybe, I've gain quite the audience on my newly made YouTube channel. People enjoy my content and I enjoy making it. This will just be a difficult video for me to film.

"Hey what's up you guys its Connor." I say doing my normal intro. "Today isn't really going to be a normal-ish video. It's more serious and it's something that I need to tell you. As you can see by the title of this video...I'm gay."

I finish the video and by now I'm basically a mess. I edit it and post it. I get on Twitter and automatically see the support pouring in. Along with the hate. I decide to tweet.
@connorfranta : thank you guys so much for all of the support. It means the world to me.💕
Then I tweet again.
@connorfranta : so I'm turning off my phone and staying off line for these next couple of days. I'll be back soon though. I love you guys so much.💙

*the next day (aka Tuesday)*

I was walking down the hallway alone for the first time since freshman year. Fuck this is scary. I felt small. Every one was staring at me, whispering, chuckling, or looking at me in admiration or with genuine support. I felt a lot better when I turned down my hallway to go to my locker. Troye Isn't here... I think to myself and pout. I really enjoyed just seeing him. I didn't have to talk to him. I just like his presence.

The late bell rings but u could honestly care less. "Hey queer." I hear someone yell at me and my heart stops. I turn around to see Sawyer Hartman smirking deviously. I rolled my eyes and turned back around. "Hey! Don't turn around when I'm talking to you, Dick Sucker." I turned around and sighed when there was a sharp pain in my neck and back. Dammit what the hell? I realize that Sawyer had pinned me to the lockers by my neck and the locks were jabbing into my back. "You're a fucking queer. You deserve to burn in he-" "and what the hell do you think you're doing, dip shit?" I hear a familiar voice ring out in confidence. "Awe look, queer. Is that your fucking boyfriend?" Sawyer nods in the direction of the voice. I look over and see the one and only, Troye Sivan Mellet, coming to my rescue. "Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. Just get the fuck away before I beat your sorry ass." Sawyer drops me and I fall to the ground gasping for air. "Y'all will all burn in hell." He mumbles under his breath as he heads to his first hour. Troye runs up to me but it's all really hazy and u feel light headed. "Connah?" He says calmly shaking my body. "CONNAH?!" He says more frantically shaking my body more roughly. My eyes are shut now but I can faintly hear. "OH MY GOD NO. CONNAH PLEASE STAY WITH ME OKAY? YOURE GOING TO BE OKAY. DONT GO. PLEASE." He yells and I hear foot steps run towards us.

Everything went black.

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So? What did you guys think? Did you like it? Hopefully. IN NO WAY WHAT SO EVER IS THIS MEANT TO HURT/TRIGGER/ OFFEND ANYONE IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM. no this is not my way of showing my opinion toward Sawyer and in no way at all is that his opinion ( or my opinion) towards the LGBTQ+ community. Please do not hate or anything just tell me if this is okay or not in my messages. Thank you. I love you all

~Jay<3