Sweater Weather.{Troye Sivan Fanfic}

Sweater Weather.

'Let me hold your hands within my sweaters Savanna' Troye said.

As i put my hands our for him to hold, he takes them and keeps my icy hands within his sweaters. This may be the final time I will ever hold them. This is may be our last moment together as friends. He doesn't think I know he is moving away to the U.K. I do though. Natalie his younger sister, already informed me of their parents decision to move to the U.K.

This is worst then not knowing. Only for a reason, i have to pretend to be sad and cry. I will be but not as bad, because the first time is always most shocking and surprising. The second time you've already had it processes through your mind. Or is that just me? Probably. I was always different from most girls my age. Oh well.

'Troye... I can tell something's wrong, i see it in your eyes.' Those beautiful blue eyes i will miss dearly for who knows how long. I know something is up... He just doesn't.

'Savanna... I-i-im moving to the U.K. Today...' Wait what.

'Today....' He says barely audible, this was news to me. My thinking was they move a month or week from now. Not today.

This crushed me. Tore me apart. I felt like someone took my heart and shoved it down my throat.

Once before, i felt horrible and sad that i fell to the grass crying. Oh wait thats happening right now. Im on the grass of my backyard, having tears fall down my face one by one.

'Troye! No you can't be leaving today! You must have the dates mixed up!' I yelled at him, hoping that this was all a dream. This cannot be happening.

'Savanna...' He dropped to his knees, and grabbed my face, i was now staring into those blue eyes that were watering up. 'I wish it was a different date as much as you... But its not, my family and i are leaving today.' He explained.

I couldn't breathe. I lost the feeling in my hands and legs, starting to feel lightheaded.

Troye was leaning in towards me.

I don't know why... But i pushed him away and stood, rubbing my eyes. All i can remember saying to him was.

'Leave. Just go. Go and forget me. Leave me alone! Never come back!' I yelled at him, looking the other direction. Now all i hear is his footsteps walking away slowly.

Those footsteps that haunt me to this very second.

My question now is.... Why?