[3] fools

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i could feel the judging eyes burning with hate at the sign of me and connor. my heart was pounding with anxiety but curiosity. was he really going to do this? is he just messing with me?

my thoughts were interrupted when connor had brought himself closer,
"dont be nervous baby boy."
i could feel his rosy scent, and his deep green eyes were glued to mine as if they were magnets. i closed my eyes as he leaned in closer. and then it happened.

fireworks shot through my body and a tingling sensation danced round my lips. my spine shivered with surprise as my heart leapt out of my body. my cheeks were now a dark red. it was literally as if he stole my soul. our lips disconnected and i smiled and almost replied when he stood up and pecked my hand and left.

a kiss and he went. his soothing whisper echoed in my head. the simple question he asked spoke repeatedly, gradually getting louder and louder. why was it driving me so crazy? i felt something. was it the same feeling? how could he ask a simple question and make it so complicated? maybe it wasn't so simple in the first place? i left my cold coffee and left the tight room, ignoring the dirty and shocked looks and hateful comments. i don't even know him but i miss him. i could smell his scent lingering, turning right in hopes to find him. it suddenly hit me that it was dark, very dark and i reached for my phone to check the time. i gasped slightly when i found out it was past midnight. for about 30 seconds i debated whether i should go back home or not. but what if i do and i don't see connor again? so i walked, following his beautiful aroma. my thoughts filled with his eyes, his nose, his lips, his soft hands, his fluffy hair, his soft voice, the few freckles on his cheek, his glistening smile, his touch, his laugh, him. it was just him. connor, the green eyed boy was taking over my mind. and i loved that.

the silence caused me to run, i just wanted to find him. in the distance i could see a figure and i ran towards it, wondering whether it was connor or not.

"excuse me?" i said, my voice deeper than usual due to nerves. the figure turned, panic filling his green eyes. i smiled slightly before frowning once i heard the painful tone in his voice.

"troye, you can't see me now. not when i'm like this." and then he bolted away. my heart dropped, ripped to shreds as a tear escaped my eyes. they started burning like fire, an urge to overflow like the waves crashing upon land. i wiped my eyes and ran after him quietly so he wouldn't notice.

after following his tracks, i saw connor enter a nightclub. i waited a while before entering so he wouldn't see me straight away. i saw him drinking, he was laughing and smiling, but he looked broken. his friends didn't seem to notice. i was about to walk over to him when i saw a dark haired boy walk over to him and gave a peck on his cheek. connor looked up and the boy pressed his lips against connor's. i couldn't leave. i just watched.
i went over to the bar and asked for a drink when i felt a tap on my shoulder.

"troye?" i turned to see the boy i had so many feelings for, yet known him for the shortest amount of time, "you're a fool."

authors note;
i wonder who kissed connor hmm hmm

- tasfia
(goldenfranta on ig)

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