Little Numbers (tronnor remake)

Chapter 11

DISCLAIMER: I did not write this story, I've merely altered it into a Tronnor story. I claim no ownership over it at all. The original Little Numbers, written for the Glee fandom, can be found under the user iknowitainteasy on Livejournal.

Formatting Key:
Connor
Troye
Kayla

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Thurs 25 Dec (10:35am NY,11:35pm Perth)
~Incoming Call~
"Hello there, lovebird!"

"Damn, Kayla. It's way too late for you to sound like that."

"And a Merry Christmas to you, too!"

"Ugh... We don't even celebrate Christmas, why are you calling me?"

"To talk about your undying love for Lonely Boy."

"...What??"

"The text you sent me a little while ago."

"...Fuck. Oh god... So that wasn't just a bad daydream?"

"No. No, it was a good daydream. A dream full of warmth and-"

"Please, just stop. It's too late for this."

"It's never too late for matters of the heart, Troye."

"No heart. No heart involved at all."

"Well, clearly you had a revelation. Did he do something? He did, didn't he? Did you call him? Did he call you? Did he finally send you a picture of himself? And did you-"

"No. Nothing. Nothing happened."

"Liar!!! Why do you keep lying to yourself?"

"I'm not lying to myself."

"Explain Matthew, then."

"I refuse to discuss your hatred towards my boyfriend again -"

"I don't hate him, I-"

"Shush. I love him and he loves me. It's been over a year and you should be used to it, to him, by now."

"So what about the text?"

"A lapse of judgement -"

"Troye, I just want you to be happy. You know that."

"I am happy. Connor and I... We're friends."

"And are you sure that he sees that the same way?"

"Kayla. We've never even met. Of course he doesn't -"

"Since when is that a criterion?"

"Uhm, I'm pretty sure that's the usual protocol. You meet someone, you like someone, you fall in love with someone."

"Right. Because you're known for doing things the 'usual way'."

"Will you let me go and take a shower now?"

"So that you can avoid this conversation again? Sure."

"And can we not talk about this in front of my family tomorrow?"

"Okay, fine. 1pm?"

"Yes."

"See you then! And Troye?"

"Yes?"

"I really do just want you to be happy."