PRESENT
Connor's POV
*November 2013*
I'd never thought I'd be here in UCLA, one of the hardest schools to get into, getting my degree and working in the medical unit.
I barely even get to see any of my friends back at home anymore, so I just interact with the people around school property. I don't know what is was, but people here really liked me.
I had a ton of colleges I applied to, and I told myself I'd go to the first one that accepted me, and that was UCLA.
What I loved about this university, was that there were a ton of frat house parties, where we got to see lots of cute frat boys. And lucky for me, I was dating one of them. Tyler Oakley.
He's been checking me out ever since I've stepped foot here, and I used to think it was hilarious. I kept teasing him, every single party, but then one night, he sang drunkenly for me, and I just, I kind of just.. fell in love with him.
That night, I kissed him for the first time and it was good....
After that, we immediately clicked and started talking and joking around constantly. A few weeks after that, we made it official and now he's my boyfriend.
Yay, right?
The only turn offs about Tyler, was that he was a show off sometimes and he'd get a little over attached to me, but eh, he was hot. I felt really accepted here at UCLA.
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I was in my dorm room, finishing up my ten page essay that was due tomorrow. In silence I concentratedly typed on my laptop when I heard a knock.
"Joey, don't tell me you forgot your fucking key again?" I groaned.
Joey was my roommate.
Another knock.
I sighed, what if it were a serial killer and I had no clue?
*Cue the scary music*
As I slowly neared the door, I dramatically swung it open to find none other than Tyler leaning on the door frame.
"Ugh it's you." I pushed the door shut.
"The one and only."
"Whats up?"
"Decided to come see you." He smiled, me grinning as I neared him, kissing his lips slowly.
The kiss grew more hungry, my fingers tangling into his hair as our tongues collided heavily. His hands run down my waist and to my bum as I lightly moaned once he squeezed teasingly.
"Mmm, wanna hook up tonight?" He smirked caressing my cheek gently.
I shrugged, my nose brushing his. "Joey's out with a friend and won't be back til' Morning."
Tyler grins, kissing me more. "Awesome, then,"
"Ugh, but I still got some serious work to do," I motioned at all the textbooks and papers scattered all over my bed, like a tornado just took place.
"Damn," He mumbled which caused me to chuckle. "I'll just hang out here for a bit."
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Troye's POV
"I love you Troye!"
"Smol bean!"
"Hey Troye, fuck me up daddy!"
I looked at the girl who lastly said that and I winked at her. I literally watched her swoon.
I've slept with tons of people, but there was one that seemed to be different from all my experiences..
Connor Joel Franta.
Yep, he was an interesting boy. He was my first gay experience. But after graduation, his hate for me grew even more. Nothing has changed though. I've hated him, he's hated me. What's the bother?
I just got out of the arena from my show in LA, fans behind bars like animals doing caged, but it was for my own good. I would've been dead if I were stampeded on.
Still, no one has ever known about what me and that uptight bitch did years ago.
I'd like to keep it that way.
I smiled at other fans, winking at them and waving. They screamed louder as I did, me chuckling to myself.
I made my way to the tour bus and sat down.
"Lots of pretty girls out there son, eh?" My dad patted me on the back. I just nodded. "And boys?"
"Oh leave the boy alone, Shaun." Laurelle rolled her eyes. "What your dad means is that we accept you, and maybe it's time you get serious and settle down. When the time is right of course." She smiled and rubbed my back.
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Connor's POV
Once I finished all the work I could possibly do, it was about 11pm and Tyler was asleep on Dan's bed.
I smiled, sneaking up to him and hopping into the bed next to him.
"Mmm, hey," He whispered, still with closed eyes. I pecked him on the lips, cuddling towards him as his arms wrapped around me.
Okay, confession time about Tyler;
He was still a virgin. Never in his life, has he had sex and now I'm like his little virginity gift because he knows I've had some experience.
But still, we've been dating for about four months now.
And nope, we haven't done anything but kiss and cuddle.
I've missed the good of actually hooking up with someone.
And surprisingly, the only person who's gave me that interesting pleasure was Troye Sivan Mellet.
He's been one to lead sexual activity, and that was what gave me the interest of secretly hooking up with him every single night.
But I remembered before graduation, I tutored him for a bit before I couldn't do it anymore. I just had to tell him the deal was off because I had to go to college. And right now? You really want to know where he is?
He is an extremely famous Australian singer, taking over the world. I actually doubted he'd go anywhere in life, let alone sing.
Yeah, life can be full of surprises (not always the best kind).
"Tyler." I whispered while hoping for a response. The only response I got was a snore. Sighing, I turned my back to his front.
Who knows where in the world Troye is right now.
He might've been dead for all I care.
Honestly, I don't care.
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[A/N] Uh oh! What do you think fate will do for Troye and Connor? Tronnor or Conler?
