Many days had passed. Almost 2 weeks I would say. I had come to visit him daily for many hours and just sat with him. Spoke to him, hoping that he would say something back to me. Nothing.
All of a sudden, I find myself reaching out to Troye's hand. I grab hold, his hands are cold and bony. Pale as a ghost. As I sit by Troye's hospital bed I begin to speak. "Troye. You mean the world to me. I'm so happy that we met and I feel complete with you in my life and as my beautiful boyfriend." As I finish this sentence, the heart rate monitor begins beating faster, as fast as a normal human heart rate should be going. I stand, hands still in mine. I lean over his bed, then, out of nowhere..
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Sharp Love- A Tronnor Fic
RomansaWhen Connor receives a call from a Psychiatric Ward in Perth that Troye had been admitted at 4am that morning. Connor (Out with Alexis G Zall that morning) got in his car and drove to the hospital to find Troye in a Comatose. Will he survive or will...
