Troye's POV
"Ok Charles. Lower us into that forest." I say pointing to the trees next to the city.
I don't need to be caught by anyone, so I'll just walk.
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Ah, Los Angeles.
The city of angels.
LA has always been one of my favorite cities. The liveliness of it is always refreshing.
I walk around the city with Charles on my shoulder and act like I'm a tourist even though I know this city well.
"Hi." I hear from my side while I was taking a picture of the beach.
So cliche.
I turn to be greeted by a pair of green eyes.
Oh my aren't they a beaut.
"Uh.......um......" I stumble.
"That's a nice picture." He compliments.
I take in his appearance and I'm in awe.
He's so beautiful with his messy hair, his rolled up jeans with a pair of old converse and a camera strapped across his torso.
"I'm guess you're a photographer?" I ask pointing out his camera.
"Uh, yeah. I actually took a few candids of you." He says with a slight blush.
"Ew! Why? I'm a literal trash can." I chuckle.
"No you're not! You're gorgeous." He says playfully pushing my arm.
"I'm Troye." I say sticking my hand out.
"I'm Connor." He said shaking my hand.
"Well Connor, it was nice to meet you, but I have to go." I say as I start to walk away.
"Oh wait! If you ever want to chill or something, call or text me!" He says happily handing me a business card.
"Oh fancy." I say poking fun of his card.
He rolled his eyes and chuckled.
We gave our final goodbyes and I was off.
I quickly scanned the card and smiled.
Connor Franta.
Franta? That name sounds familiar.
Oh well.
Soon after I was at Tyler's apartment.
When I walked in(I don't need a key to get in) it was empty.
He must've went grocery shopping or something.
Connor's POV
I was on my daily walk and came across the beach.
I've always loved the beach. It's so peaceful and nice.
As I'm scanning the beach I see a tourist.
Of course this tourist is taking pictures of the beach.
I walk towards them to see how well they did and I was brought a gorgeous boy.
He has a pet lizard and that's weird, but he's cute so I'll be fine.
He has nice blue eyes. Well I think he does. I can't see well from the side.
I take a few candids pictures of him taking pictures of the beach.
"Hi." I say to him
He faces me and I was right. He has perfect blue eyes.
He stumbles on his words and I chuckle.
Our conversation progresses but I'm not there mentally. I was just taking in his appearance.
And sadly he had to go.
I gave him my card and we were on our way.
Hopefully he does call me or something. He seems very cool, but he kinda gave me a strange vibe.
I'll have to think on it later cause I have to hunt here in LA.
I have 100% kill record and I can't have one screw up so I'm off to find them.
