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Six

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Connor's pov:

Making myself comfortable on the black leather couch, I wait for Troye to enter the room. It's a Saturday night and my sixth one being here. I enjoy spending my time with Troye and learning little things about him.

Kian and Jc don't know what I'm doing. All they think is that I'm going out to have "fun". And I am, just not the kind they think. Zack is being taken care of by Daniel and Joey who don't question why I need them to watch him every weekend because they love him to bits. I wouldn't be surprised if one day they decided they didn't want to hand him back. Of course I wouldn't allow it. Zack is my life.

A few minutes later the door opens and a smile naturally appears on my face. "Hey," I say softly and pat the spot of the couch next to me. Troye's head is down and his arms are wrapped around himself looking like a wounded puppy. I frown when he sits next to me with out a glance or hello. "Troye?" I ask, reaching out and touching his shoulder. He looks at me with watery eyes and a fresh handprint on his pale cheek. My breath hitches and I pull him into a hug and begins to cry softly. "Was it him?" I ask, rubbing his back soothingly but flaring my nostrils in anger. Troye told me about Sawyer. Not a lot but enough to hate him.

"Yeah," he sniffles into my shirt that is wet with tears. I rub his back and kiss his head.

"What happened?"

"I don't know. He was drunk and he was trying to touch me and I didn't let him so he got mad and hit me," Troye says and I gently place my hands on his face and wipe away his tears with my thumb.

"You don't deserve this Troye. You can get a better job, you don't need this," I say at which he shakes his head and sighs.

"I can't Connor. I've tried but I can't. Besides, I could have it worse," he sighs trying to lighten the mood but I can see the fear and exhaustion in his eyes. He's so stubborn, but that's one of the many things I love about him. His flawless face, except for that birthmark on his cheek, his light blue eyes, his curly hair and his lips.

Without much thought my thumb traces his bottom lip and I find myself leaning in towards his face. I know that I probably shouldn't do this but when I don't see him stop me or move away, I don't either. Well not until our lips finally touch and it's as magical as the first. Maybe even better.

My hands on his cheeks tighten gently. Not enough to hurt but enough to show him that I'm there for him and that I care. He whimpers into the kiss and I feel him fall limp into my arms. One of my hands leave his face and it wraps around his waist. We fall back onto the couch and I hold him tighter against my body.

We kiss for what feels like hours but is only about  a minute but I still don't want it to end. Slowly we pull away and stare into each others eyes. Troye's lips are swollen and beautifully red. He notices where I'm looking and his lips curl into a smile that I will never get tired of seeing and he hides his face in my chest.

"Don't look at me like that," he whines into my chest and I can't help but chuckle.

"You just make it hard for me not too stare at you," I say. He groans.

"Then I'll just wear a bag over my face."

"I'd still stare at you." He laughs and smiles at me.

"You're ridiculous." I shoot him a grin and he shakes his head and rests it on my shoulder. He sighs in content and we begin a light conversation about nothing in particular. I'm just glad to be taking his mind of Sawyer and just everything in general.

Soon our hour passes and Troye gets off of me, pulling his robe tighter against his body as he stands up. I stand up as well and wrap him in a hug.

"So I'll see you tomorrow?" I ask and he frowns shaking his head.

"I'm not working tomorrow. Sawyer says he wants me to spend the night with him," he says and I clench my jaw at the thought of Troye with someone else.

"Go on a date with me," I say rather as a statement than a question. Troye bites his lip looking weary.

"Connor..."

"I know you're scared of Sawyer and that's why we don't see each other outside of this place but we've each other for over a month and I just want to take you out. I promise he won't find out. I'll have you back before he notices you're gone, I swear," I say holding his hands in mine. He looks ready to say no but I plant a quick kiss on his lips. "Please?"

He opens his eyes and rests our foreheads together and smiles softly. "Okay," he says and I grin.

"I promise it'll be the best day ever," I tell him and he smiles letting out a chuckle.

"You're such a dork. And I really have to go now," he says but the tight grip on my hands tells me he doesn't want to. So I walk out with him and steal a quick kiss before parting ways.

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A/N: Next update is the date! Yay! What do you guys think so far? Let me know.

Also who watched Troye perform on Ellen? I did and I'm so proud of him. He's honestly my favorite person ever.

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