Chapter Twenty Two- Troye

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Hold- Dabin

Its been three days and I'm already more comfortable around Connor than I've ever been with anyone.

Why did I even think he might be like Matthew?

Tyler was driving me to school asking all kinds of inappropriate questions.

"So did you bottom? I bet you did you fucking twink," he teased.

"We didn't have sex, Ty. We just watched a movie." I tried to convince him.

He snorted. "Yeah sure."

"We did kind of make out in a fitting room though," I said, unsure of why I just told him that.

He squealed, bouncing in his seat. "Awwww. I didn't think you were the public sex type. But still, awwww."

I groaned, trying to ignore my jeans tightening from just thinking about it.

"Ooh, someone's getting turned on," Tyler laughed.

"Shut up," I said, looking out the window so he couldn't see me blushing.

"So you're okay with him touching you?" Tyler asked, going back to his serious voice.

"I think. I still freak out when he puts his hands on my hips or neck."

"Why?" He asked, getting out of the car.

That's when I realized none of my friend know what Matthew did to me. They think he just cheated on me.

I didn't plan on ever telling them. It made me feel gross. Dirty. Used.

But it felt wrong keeping this from my best friend. It's not like he can do anything about it anyways. Matthew moved away from LA last year.

Tyler started walking, expecting me to follow, but I stopped him.

I made sure no one was around and said, "Tyler, I'm gonna tell you something but you can't tell anyone, okay?"

He nodded.

"Matthew didn't just cheat on me. He used to hurt me. I'd always come home with bruises on my neck and hips. That's the real reason why I had so much makeup in my room."

Tyler used to always make fun of the tubes of concealer he found in my room.

The usually cheerful expression he had fell.

"Why didn't you tell anyone?!?" He yelled. "That's serious! He belongs in jail for that!"

"I thought he loved me," I said quietly.

His face softened. "Troye, if anyone ever hurts you again, please come talk to me."

I nodded, feeling tears dripping down my cold skin.

Just thinking he never loved me hurt so much.

"Can I touch you?" He asked cautiously.

I nodded feeling an unfamiliar need for a hug.

He pulled me into his arms and I didn't want to move away.

It wasn't like being in Connor's arms. With him it was always electric. He made my heart race, but calmed me down at the same time.

From Tyler I felt nothing but comfort. I guess this is what it feels like to be in a real friend's arms.

"It feels like it's been forever since we hugged," he laughed against my shoulder.

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