He decided to call Amanda. She was troye's best friend, other than him of course.
But that might've changed. Who's fault was it?
Amanda answered after the second ring, "yes?"
"Amanda? What happened last night?"
She huffed, "first of all, you shouldn't be running to me for all the answers because you should remember. Secondly, you crushed his heart and now him and Jacob are sleeping on my sofas. My roommate will be pissed at you."
"Why me?"
"Because you were the reason all this drama happened!" He didn't answer. "Oh for fuck's sake, do you actually not remember?"
His eyes started to tear up, thinking of his boyfriend with his practically ex-boyfriend at his lesbian friend's house. He felt horrible. He felt really bad for Amanda and Jacob as well. "And for the record, after you left the bar he started to have a panic attack and we actually had to rush him out."
"I-I'm rea-really sorry." Connor sighed, trying not to cry it out while the tears came down his face. "But what did i do?"
"Left him when you needed him."
The line went dead.
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FanfictionConnor Franta thought love was real. He thought they were real. Tronnor was real. Troye Sivan thought love was fake.
