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15 minutes after that Peter went home and Connor had to do some administration. Nicola's class ended at 7:30 and the pool closed at 8. Nicola went home when all the kids and their parents were gone. At 8, Connor told me to go home and that I didn't have to wait for him to finish the administration. So I did, I went home, ate some pizza with Kayla and watched a couple of episodes of Scream Queens. After that I went to bed, dreaming about something else than people laughing at my "really different" laughing face. 

I dreamt about Tyler, him saying that he was done putting up with my bullshit. That he was done trying to make it work when I was not putting in enough effort. That he wanted to move on, find someone who cared more about him, loved him more than I did. So, I woke up with quite start. 

I walked downstairs, ignoring Kayla's bubbly hello, straight to the kitchen to make myself some pancakes. Kayla followed me. 

'Good morning to you too!' she said rather indignantly. I sighed, I didn't want to put up with any human right now. But when living with another human being that was kind of hard to achieve. I mumbled something that sounded like a good morning and proceeded to get milk from the fridge. Kayla figured it was better to stay away from me. I felt bad for my grumpy mood so I made her some pancakes too. I settled down on the couch across from her and got my phone out and started scrolling through Instagram, like every morning, when I noticed I had a text from a number I didn't recognize.

Did you have that dream again last night? – Connor

I smiled when I saw it was Connor, I immediately put him in my contact list.

No, I didn't dream anything. Or I just don't remember. You? – Troye

He didn't need to know about my issues with my ex. Not even 30 seconds later he replied.

I had your dream – C

I smiled widely.

My deepest condolences go out to you –T

I grinned, and laughed silently at my own response.

Thanks, I really appreciate it. We have to lock the place up today, wanna grab some coffee after and mourn about my death you've caused? – C

I let out a short laugh and smiled even bigger. Coffee with Connor sounded really good, he really seemed the type for coffee too actually. I didn't know why, it was just something that suited him. 

'What are you so happy about?' Kayla remarked from the other side of the couch. She was watching America's Next Top Model.

 ' Nothing ' I replied, trying to act natural. Kayla wouldn't let it go though. 

'Who's texting you?' she stood up and got over to my side, I knew she wanted to snatch my phone. 

'No one' I said while protectively pressing my phone against my chest. I slowly leaned backwards while still trying to suppress my smile. I didn't exactly know why I didn't just tell Kayla, I guess I just wanted to tease her.

 'Nobody?' she asked, obviously disbelieving me. I nodded innocently., but she saw right through my big blue eyes, she always did. ' I didn't know you could receive texts from nobody' she remarked with a smirk. I shrugged. She leaned over me. 'Troye, give it to me' she demanded.

 I smirked, ' It's nobody special' I lied. 

'Then why don't you just hand it over to me?' She remarked pendantically.

 'Because it's m...' 

She jumped on top of me and pressed me against the couch. She started tickling me on my stomach and poking me in my flanks causing me to laugh. ' NO HHAAH STOP HAHAHA KAAY.. HHA.. ' I yelled. I struggled to escape her attack, it didn't work. 'OKAY AHAHHA OKAY I SURRENDER' I said, throwing my hands up in defeat, breathing heavily. 

She stopped, she snatched my phone and looked at me victoriously. She got off me and let me recover my breath. She sat down next to me on the couch. I wiped some sweat drops off my forehead and sat straight up. 

'It's just a friend' I explained. 

'then why is he asking you out?' 

'He's not' I immediately responded.

 'Why does he want to know what you dreamed about last night?' She said, wiggling her eyebrows. I rolled my eyes. 

'Kayla, he's straight, now give it back to me' I demanded. She hesitated, 

'Has he told you that?' She asked, wisely pointing it out. I shook my head. 

'Then how do you know?' she remarked. I shrugged. 

'I guess I don't.' I replied. It fell silent, I thought about it, and yeah Connor never mentioned his sexuality, but I didn't either so he wouldn't know. Maybe it was helpful if he did. But I wasn't willing to take that risk because what If he was homophobic? But then again, I didn't want to spend time with someone who was homophobic. And Connor seemed like a really genuine and nice guy. 

Kayla turned to me again, she looked me straight in the eye and she asked the question that had been burning on the tip of her tongue; 'Do you like him?' 

'No!' I exclaimed, feeling like I was a kid that got caught stealing a piece of chocolate. 'I'm just trying to make friends' I added. Kayla shrugged, she probably figured that time would tell.

 'Well you better respond soon then' She said as she threw me my phone. I caught it and quickly texted Connor back:

Yeah, mourning coffee sounds great. – T

I hit send, and then I slapped myself in the face in my mind. What a stupid pun. But then I reminded myself that I shouldn't overthink things like this and just go with it. 

'Is he cute though?' Kayla asked with a teasing look in her eyes. I picked up the pillow behind me and threw it in her face 

'Fuck you Kay' 

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sooo I have this story outlined and all and I really hope it's going to turn out the way I want it to. alsooo intro chapters are kind of done so from here it will all be more Tronnor and more feels so yeahh, btw this story is not going to be like boom in love, but it's about the process of slowly falling for someone and discovering a love bigger than you ever imagined and realizing that everything before that was just child's play. So that's why i might take a bit longer to really dive into all the feels, I just wanted it to be a bit more realistic 

xo- J

also pls vote and comment *winks like Connor* 

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