Boss of You (Troyler AU)

Chapter 4

TROYE'S POV (FINALLY)

(MAKE SURE YOU READ THE DESCRIPTION @ THE BEGINNING)

I had gotten home about an hour ago. All day, my mind went back to the man in the coffee shop.

Boy, are you tired? 'Cause you've been running through my mind all day.

Stop it Troye, you have Connor.

But he's been so distant all week. Actually, scratch that, since we moved.

This is true, but he's probably straight.

Jesus, Troye, no man with blue hair that works at Starbucks and has rainbows on his name tag is straight.

Probably not. K, brain, you win.

***(TIME SKIP BLUB BLUB BLUB)

I heard a door slam, followed by a "Troye! I'm home!"

"Hey babe." I say wrapping my arms around him. He tensed under my embrace.

Hm... Odd.

"To-Troye. Go sit in the living room. We need to talk." Okay. Something was definitely wrong.

"O-okay." I turned quickly and walked to the living room, sitting in the blue velvet chair, picking up my glass of red wine. Hm. Madrona, Merlot.

Connor finally walked into the room, a sickened look on his face.

Drip. I was sweating.

Connor sat down in the chair across from me."Tro-Troye, I- I-"

I was done,"Connor, just spit it out."

"Fine. I-I met someone else." No. No. Tears were now spilling out of my eyes.

"N-no. It can't be." Anger overtook my voice and thought. "NO! I LOVED YOU!"

"I-I know. This is hard for me too." Like hell it is.

My head dropped into my hands. "No no no no," my head snapped up to meet his now teary eyes. "You have 5 days, Connor."

He looked confused. "F-for what?"

"To gather your- things , and leave my home. Of course, you can have tonight, for it starts tomorrow. So, tonight, leave." My voice had gotten 2 octaves lower, my tears stopping. Connor got up immediately to leave.

I hurled my glass of wine at the wall, shattering the glass and staining the wall red. "NO!" I screamed as I crumpled to a heap and sobbed into my hands. 

I sat up after around 15 minutes of sobbing and bawling my eyes out.

Let's drink.

This time, I agreed with my brain.

(A/n the italicized words are lyrics kids)

I'm, not a piece of cake

One beer down...

For you to just discard

Two...

While you are away

Three...

With the frosting on my heart

Four...

So I'm taking back what's mine

Five...

You'll miss that slice of heaven 

Six...

That I gave to you last night

Seven.

In my drunken state, I make bad decisions. This time, I decided to call my comfort, my first love. 

Tyler. You see, Tyler was my first love at 9 and 10, my blue moon. I let go too soon. Though we kept contact when I moved from Michigan, I haven't seen his face since I left.

Ring...

Ring...

Ring...

"Troye?" I hear sniffles from the other end.

"Tally." I say, drunk and ready to spill all emotions.

So I take a deep breath, the calm before the storm,

"Connor, he-he-"

A/n

Hai

Cliffhangers, sorry.

Gotta be quick y'all

I am at restaurant with my grandma and my asshole of a brother he's fuckin annoying

So yeah. 

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See you later my pieces of cake

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