The Lost Boy and the Starseed ✓ (tronnor)

21.

Approximately one hour later Connor arrived at the pool as well and we took turns supervising while the other cleaned a dressing room or did some administration work. Time flew by like a storm and before we knew it, it was 6 pm and we were ready to film the very first two #Tronnor collabs. 

I was kind of nervous , but in a good way. I was scared the fans were gonna catch on, but they kind of already had so I didn't mind it anymore. What was going to happen was supposed to happen anyway.

Connor opened the wooden door to his apartment that was approximately 5 blocks away from mine and let me in. 

'Welcome to paradise' he said with a self-conscious smile leading me in with a very welcoming hand-gesture. I laughed and walked further into his straight-from-pinterest looking apartment. 

The walls were painted a bright and optimistic shade of white. Exotic looking rugs were placed under both the dining table and the grey couch. I immediately noticed that he had lots of pillows. Photographs I recognized from his Instagram were hung up on the walls. A record player and polaroid were placed on a white bookshelf in the corner amongst other cute things.

 The room smelt like vanilla and cinnamon, and then I noticed the candles standing on his dining table. It was all so perfect and put together and to be honest it scared me a bit because I knew I would never be able to accomplish that much organization in both my head and my apartment.. ever.

 'Do you want something to drink?' Connor asked. I snapped out of my adoration-trance. This was a heaven for all pinterest users. 

'Sure' I said as we walked towards the kitchen. I looked around and noticed there was a freaking tree next to the window in a pot that said: WATER ME. The plant looked like it was half-dead already. 

'Uhm, Con da bon, I think he needs some water too.' I said pointing at the plant. Connor looked me dead in the eye, he then raised his eyebrows indignantly. 

'she.' He corrected me. I frowned, 

'what?' I uttered confusedly.

'My plant is a she, and she's called Sarah.' He stated pointedly as he turned on the faucet and filled a glass with water. I looked at him even more confusedly than before. The corners of his mouth then turned up, and he let go of the sharp expression his face had been holding. 

'Sorry, it's an inside joke between me and my fans' He handed the glass to me and our fingers brushed gently as I took it from him, my heart jumping.

'Thanks' I mumbled as my eyelids drooped.

 'I should get my diary and my camera, I'll be right there' Connor stated and he walked through some door to what I was guessing his bedroom. As soon as he was gone I pulled out my phone and nervously texted Kayla;

Kay, I'm in his apartment right now and it's so beautiful and so aesthetic it makes me nervous.

I knew she would be waiting for me to text her, I had promised to keep her up to date. And not even 5 seconds later I received a text back.

Ahw poor lil Troyboy

I sighed, and quickly typed the next message.

KAyLa YOU'rE My bEsT fRIEnD, HeLP Me

It took her a bit longer to respond, she needed to be fast before Connor came back. I didn't need him to see that I had been texting my best friend about how nervous his apartment made me.

Okay okay relax, uhm just try to keep calm and don't look into his eyes too much and try not to blush.

I frowned and put caps lock on.

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT WHEN HE HAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL EYES IN THE WORLD?

Kayla knew now that I was dead serious, so she texted back a bit faster.

Ahw Troye it's so cute seeing you fall in love, makes me wanna fall in love too.

I scrunched up my face and looked heavenwards,

Don't, fall off a bridge, it hurts less.

And with that I put my phone away and Connor came barging in with his camera equipment and about 3 notebooks that seemed to have lived a very long life already. I presumed they were his diaries/journals. 

I started setting up my own camera, I put my glass of water on the coffee table in front of the couch. I got on my knees and tried to work the stiff tripod my dad once got me. However, since I'm that casual of a human being I couldn't keep my balance and I tumbled over. My back hit the coffee table and my water spilled all over my shirt. 

I quickly got up with red cheeks, facing a crying-of-laughter Connor. His laugh was obnoxious and loud, and in contrast with the other times he had laughed like this, I did in fact not like it. Why did I always embarrass myself?

 Connor noticed I wasn't laughing and therefore tried to hold himself together. He pointed at he door to his room, trying not to crack up again. 

'M-my closet is over there, just pick something out' he said with a supportive smile, the corners of his eyes crooking. I sighed and couldn't suppress my own smile anymore either. I quickly walked into the room and as soon as I was gone I heard Connor doubling up with laughter again and I smiled, at least I made him laugh.

 I opened his closet and stepped into a room filled with Connor-ness. I picked out a blue and green flannel and buttoned it all the way up to my neck. I was surpised at how good Connor's hipster look looked on me. And now I smelt like him too. He had this very comforting smell, it had something nostalgic about it. I really liked it. 

 I walked back into the room and Connor had everything set up already. 

'Nice' he said as he saw my new attire. I smirked, 

'I know' I said as I dramatically pulled my hand through my hair. Connor laughed and he pushed the record button.     

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So the first collab is a bit long, I've been writing tons today and I'll probably split the first collab in half because I don't really like putting one longass chapter that's like double the size of the other chapters. Hmm.. what do you think? Plz let me know I have a dilemma right here :'D

xo -J