To think that he only started talking to this Australian tall Troye Boy a few weeks ago, and this boy knew more about him than his parents. His mom didn't even know this much about him- but a stranger on the internet did. His best friend.
Troye took a deep breath as he continued to hug Connor. They hugged in the entrance of the coffee shop for a good ten minutes before breaking apart and going back to the booth and to talk normally. It was weird not to reconnect on FaceTime every ten minutes and to have a normal, breathing conversation with his best friend.
Tyler scooted into the corner of the booth with a small chuckle as he sipped his drink and scrolled through twitter. Troye grabbed ahold of Connors hand and squeezed it, "So how are things, Franta?"
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FanfictionConnor Franta thought love was real. He thought they were real. Tronnor was real. Troye Sivan thought love was fake.
