correction

awake

a few more seconds.

A few more seconds is all the boy wants. A few more seconds on this planet. A few more seconds to look at the lights and breathe in the crisp air. A few more seconds...

And soon, those few seconds are gone. It's the perfect time. He's let go of the bar, let go of the one thing that was keeping him on Earth.

And he thinks he's falling. Everything's a blur. Everything's hazy. And the wind is rushing all around him.

But he doesn't feel his body crash into the icy water. He can still breathe, even though it's difficult. There's a weight on his chest, something pressing him into the pavement. Cars are rushing past him, the lights dim. He doesn't notice the hot tears streaming down his face, the saltiness sharp against his dry lips. But the boy on top of him notices and reaches out, wiping a cold hand across his face.

Suddenly, the boy on the pavement wakes up. Everything is clear, the stars in the charcoal sky glistening. The heavy sounds around him are deafening but soon, everything is quiet, because the last thing he notices is the boy sitting on top of him, frowning deeply.

The first thing he sees is his eyes. A soft, pacific blue. And the next thing he sees is his dark, chestnut hair, curls blowing in the wind. His lips, a soft peach, and he has a piercing in his nose. He's hot. No, he's pretty. He's pretty in that way that guys can't be.

He stands up, holds an arm out and helps him up. They stand there. There are cars everywhere, speeding past. But it's silent between them.

'Troye,' the chestnut haired boy says.

'Connor,' the other replies.

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A/N:

SO ANOTHER CHAPTER AND IT'S STILL SHORT BUT I KINDA WANNA MAKE THEM SHORTER COZ I DON'T WANNA GIVE AWAY TOO MUCH

So yeah, you've probably guessed by now that Troye saves Connor etc. etc.

I don't actually know where I'm going with this fic but it's me just trying stuff out!

Peace out x