beginnings | tronnor au

chapter three

CONNORS POV

it wasn't until i was going the bathroom first period when i realized that today wouldn't be the best day.

i heard whimpering, almost like someone was getting pushed around. i peeked my head out from the corner to see joe and caspar hitting a small boy, who still seemed about my age but; i don't know.

you see; joe, caspar, and i were always good friends. that is, until the incident. once they found out i was gay it was all a downhill from there. maybe that's what this boy is going through, too. then again, he doesn't look gay. do people even look gay? i should know. do i look gay? i don't know what it is, but this needs to stop.

i practically bolted (a/n we're all in this together amirite) towards the trio, shoving the two bigger boys out of the way and scolding them. "what kind of sick mind do you two have? shouldn't you be in class? you find it somehow pleasurable to shove someone into walls and put them through unnecessary shit they don't deserve, and then expect everyone to think that's okay? i suggest you two get to class or it's going to get ugly here."

their eyes widened as they turned back onto their heels and ran to their class.

i slowly leaned over the boy and scooped him into my arms. he immediately fell into my grasp and sunk to the floor again, taking me with him this time. except, i didn't mind.

the boy spoke up. "i-im sorry i guess it was worse than i thought. please forgive me."

his voice was shaky and it sounded like he was trying to choke back sobs. i felt bad. i didn't even know who he was and i felt sorry for him.

i paused, and then spoke. "i don't think i ever got your name. but im connor. connor franta." i heard myself ramble. "im really sorry you had to go through that, if i just wouldve been here sooner you probably wouldn't have-" he cut me off while a small grin.

"im troye sivan, by the way. thanks a lot for helping me out back there. it probably would have gotten worse if it wasn't for you." the grin became a smile plastered on his face, almost like he was happy i was there. he had a really nice smile. his teeth were a pearly white and were almost completely strait.

however the smile quickly faded when he added to what he was saying.

"i mean, im used to it anyway." he adds a sad chuckle to the end.

what did he just say?

he's used to it? used to what? being tormented everyday by people that don't even know his story? no one deserves that.

troyes eyes now go huge and his face turns pale. he chokes on his words as he starts trailing his sad terrified to his lap. he stutters when trying to cover up his words.

"and really, i don't want you to worry about anything. im fine. let's just put this..."

he went on. i stopped listening bc he was just talking, and it was kinda cute. he rambled on and i barely listened. however, i could still tell it wasn't a happy ramble. finally tuning back into to what he was saying, i quickly realized what he meant.

"ever since ive moved here, they've been jerks to me. it's been a few months now, not even with just them but everyone else too. ive learned to brush it off and it really-"

i engulf the small, thin, fragile boy into my arms and he flinches at first; but then relaxes into my arms. troye starts to cry into my shoulder and i feel my shoulder starting to dampen. i don't care though. at this moment, i don't care about anything but the boy in my arms. it may be the middle of a period, we may be in front of the science lab, and we may be drawing attention to whoever walks past, but i don't care. eventually i start to feel myself crying too. it's not fair. it's not fair that people have to go through this.

i pull away from troye and grab him firmly on the shoulders. i want him to know that he is safe, and in this moment in time he is my top priority. his beautiful once floppy curls are pressed against his forehead from tears and sweat. his once bright eyes are now dark, revealing his soul. his sad, sad soul. i remove one hand and lift his chin delicately with my index and middle finger and then place my hand back where it once lay. we stared into each other's red puffy eyes, tears still brimming the edges.

i finally heard myself speak up.

"please, dont let them hurt you."

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but yea, im planning on this getting better soon so be prepared for that!!
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