The next morning I woke up on the couch with a huge headache. Much to my surprise, Kayla was laying on the other side of the couch. I picked up a pillow and threw it in her face. Her eyelids fluttered and she groaned.
'Troye.. why you do this' She said as she picked up the pillow and attempted to throw it at me, it didn't get far.
'Maybe you should open your eyes if you want to hit me' I said sarcastically. Kayla groaned again and she opened her eyes and sat up. We were both hungover and dead on the inside;
'ugh..' I groaned and I stretched myself out. That didn't make my headache better.
'Troye.. why is your shirt wet?' Kayla asked me while she rubbed her eyes and her brows knitted. I frowned, not understanding what she was hinting at and then I remembered.
'Oh yeah,' I smirked. 'The party sucked so Connor and I left early and got some people together at the pool.' I mumbled, and I had a half-smile on my face. The shirt felt kind of gross so I took it off, wanting to go upstairs and change. And before I could realize it myself, Kayla squeaked. Oh no..
'Troye Sivan Mellet, how did you get that?!' she said with widened eyes, her finger pointing at the hickey just above my collar bone. I laughed awkwardly, I was not able to talk myself out of this.
'Truth or dare..' I explained. Kayla raised her eyebrows, 'Who gave it to you?'
I sighed, 'Connor..' I admitted
' I KNEW IT!' she yelled. 'You guys totally like each other.'
'It was a dare, nothing more Kay.' I said, and I actually found myself getting quite upset over that fact as I let it sink in.
I went upstairs to change while Kayla made some bacon and eggs to cure our hangovers. I put on a purple t-shirt, some blue shorts and my white converse. Luckily, California was sunny so I had another reason to wear my sunglasses besides being hungover as fuck.
I sat down and Kayla looked at me, she was studying my face. I frowned,
'Kay what are you doing?'
She squinted her eyes as she tried to see through my soul.
'Do you like him?' she eventually asked. I looked heavenwards,
'Kay..' I sighed.
'Do. You. Like. Him?' She repeated. I rolled my eyes but gave in, I knew I couldn't hide it from her anyway, no matter how hard I tried.
'I think I do but I'm not sure.' I replied, while playing with my bacon.
'How do you not know?' she asked confusedly.
'I guess I just don't want to get overly attached so quickly. Because I always do, and I always end up getting hurt. And I can't let that happen again, I swore I wouldn't. And this time it's different. It's new and fragile. I've seen people come and get my hopes up way too many times; this time I'm not going to get attached. I refuse to let that happen.' I replied. She smiled at me for finally admitting it.
'And besides, Tyler was like 4 weeks ago' I added, gazing at my eggs, I wasn't hungry anymore. My stomach was full with all these weird and mixed emotions and thoughts I was having.
'Yes, Tyler is soooo 4 weeks ago!' she laughed, a twinkle in her eyes. 'Maybe you should go for it Troyboy, just let it happen. Fall in love, fall in love so deep that you never want anyone else again. so bad that it hurts you to not be with that person.' She said. And to be honest, that scared me. I didn't want to give my heart away to somebody. I didn't want somebody to have control over my life and my feelings. No, no I really didn't want that! And besides, I still hated the phrase falling in love.
'Stop scaring me Kay,' I laughed, she knew I meant it though. She waved her hand in the air and leaned a bit towards me,
'Oh come on Troye, we both know that you'renot afraid to love, you're just afraid of not being loved.' she stated and she looked me in the eyes. And as much as I wanted to deny it I knew it was true.
'Okay, now you're really scaring me Kayla' I laughed and I pulled my hand through my hair. Kayla shrugged, she knew she was right too. She looked at me victoriously,
'I ship it' she smiled and the corners of her eyes crooked.
I sighed: 'Kay..' my cheeks were reddening again. Kayla laughed,
'#Tronnor' she said teasingly.
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