Eighteen

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I woke up the next morning feeling a bit better. Connor was sleeping peacefully next to me. His beautiful features taunting me again. I gently touched his hair.
"You make
My heart
Shake
Bend
And break,
But I can't
Turn away" I sang. "Like I've said before, nice voice" Connor whispered looking up from his pillow. "Thanks again" I said, it's always the same thing he says it's good then we change the topic. But no this time. "Who's it for this time?" He asked. I froze, what do I say? "Uh well uh.." I started. He can't know it's him. He's not gay. "It's for no one I just thought of it!" I said in a rather loud voice. "Ok" he said. He got up and left. I would too.
Connor's pov:
I watched as Troye slept. He had the most amazing hair, it was curly and a nice shade of dark brown, he also has a nice smile. He has a little brown birth mark under his left eye. I gently stroked it letting out a sigh. "Ugh" Troye groaned. Crap he's waking up! I quickly buried my face in the pillow. I listened as he slowly sat up and took long deep breaths. Then he slowly touched my hair. Before singing with his beautiful voice. It was a nice song. I could tell he made it up, he always did that. But who were the songs too? "Nice voice" I said looking up from the pillow. He froze which was weird he never froze he just simply said thanks and changed the subject. It wasn't for me? I'm not gay, right? No I'm not. "Who's it for this time?" I asked nervously. He tensed up more. "Uh no one" he answered. I left, it was too awkward. I just went to my room and laid down. It was 6:46. People would start to get up soon. I have some thinking time. And I had one question on my mind. Am I gay for Troye?

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