I woke up on my sofa to find Troye typing rapidly on his Mac. I blinked sleepily, smiling at him. He was wearing the beanie.
After admiring him without saying a word, I spoke. "Good morning Troye." And then shock filled my body. Troye's face was red. His was face so red that a rose would be jealous. "Troye?" He gasped for air a little bit, which admitted that he had most probably been crying. He sniffled and handed me his computer. His face was scrunched up and new tears rolled over the dried ones already on his face.
"I can't believe this." He said, in almost a mumble. Troye leaned into the corner of the sofa and gasped for air a little bit again. He was crying.
I wanted to console Troye, but I also desperately wanted to know what was causing him to project such an awful mood. A Twitter tab was opened, and tweets about Troye's "new" song were flooding into his feed.
"Shit." I said. "Already?"
"But how?"
"I swear I didn't send it to anyone."
"Wait, Connor."
"Yeah?"
"That email that I accidentally sent it to last night."
"Oh..........yeah...." Troye sighed and wiped away some of the tears with his shirt sleeve. "Damn," I started, "people are fast."
I motioned for Troye to move to my end of the sofa and he slowly made his way. I placed my arm around him and squeezed his shoulder telling him "It's okay."
As I kept my arm around Troye, I scrolled through more of the tweets. Fans were actually making some really awesome edits and things. I decided to go on Tumblr, and on there I found many more cool edits and things.
"Troye," I began to speak. Troye perked up from resting his head on the joint part of my arm and faced me. "You know how 'for him.' was originally not supposed to be on the album?"
"Yeah?"
"But it was just too good to not put on the album, and the world really needed to hear it."
'Yeah."
"This might be the same situation."
"Really? How so?"
"Well I mean, everyone seems to love it. I'm seeing all of this creativity from fans on Twitter and Tumblr, and people are relating to it so much. It's such a happy-sad song. Also the part of the song where you say "My blue moon" is the most beautiful sound that has ever been created. The world needed to hear this too. I don't think it's that bad that this song got leaked."
"I know, but it was just supposed to be our song, you know? I feel like we can't really ever have anything completely private to ourselves."
"That's not true. We have each other, and our fans don't know we're dating. We have the beanie. Things like that. And this song, it can still be ours. I'm always gonna know that the song was only meant for me to have. I'll listen to it and think of you, because the song is you. It's still ours."
"You're right." Troye and I smiled at each other and had our own little moment.
I looked at him so intently, noticing little things. I noticed that his bright pink lips quivered a little bit. His nose flared quite often. Even the curls in his hair had curls. He had very faint freckles, that you had to be very close to him to notice. His eyes were an ocean, and I was drowning. I admired all of the small details that made up Troye, all while my eyes sank into his.
This was my favorite type of comfortable silence, and if I could make it last forever, I would.
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Author's Note:
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