"How could you do that troye." You say through the phone, quietly, trying to hold back your tears.
You trusted him. You told him things nobody else knew. And he lied.
"I'm sorry. So sorry. I mean it when I said that it meant nothing." He says, trying to sound apologetic.
"Yeah. That's what you keep saying." You reply crudely.
"Please. Just come home." Troye asks, quietly under his breath, barely audible.
You sit in your car. The heat on low and pause.
"Please. Please please. I'm begging you. I won't do it again. With anyone other then you. Ever. I promise. Just please [y/n]."
"I have to go." You say without hesitating, before pressing "end call".
Awh. Sad.
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troye sivan imagines y/n
Fanfictiona slightly messy compilation of troye sivan imagines, written by me. :) lowercase letters intended. Also [y/n] means "your name".
