trying to remember the term friends, was hard for Troye and Jacob. there was a lot of tension between the two sometimes when they were together, yet either of the two didn't do anything.
friends, that word didn't sound like something they wanted. yet they forced the word, labeling themselves as friends.
Jacob's rough hands, roam his body greedily, hungrily nipping at the skin of his neck. troye leaves out whimpers his hands running through jacob's hair, he needed more contact than kissing.
"i want you," troye pulls jaocb towards him, bucking his hips to meet jacob's erect length. "please fuck my ass, daddy."
the words that leave troye mouths are enough to make any man fall to his feet and do what he wanted. jacob roughly thrust into him, their covered members coming in the content. the friction was enough to cause a moan to tumble out of both of their lips. troye grips jacob's waist tightly digging his face into his shoulder as he leaves out whimpers of pleasure, his cock wanting jacob more than ever.
"i'm going to fuck you right, better than you've ever been fucked before," jacob moans out pushing troye down on the soft bed.
troye bits his lip his dick pushing into jacob's thigh, who was smirking above him.
"i'm gonna fuck that tight hole of yours, so hard you won't-,"
the ringing of a phone awoke troye from his dream, with wide hazy eyes he attempted to grab the ringing phone off his nightstand. he was slightly turned on by his dream, a hard on pushing through his sweatpants, the bulge visible. slightly turned on was an understatement.
"hello," he spoke into the phone, attempting to keep his eyes open and his mind off the dream he had.
a sigh left the line from the other person, "thank god you answered! jacob's drunk again," alexa says. troye leaves out a grunt of frustration, "he wanted to call you, but i, being the good friend i am convinced him not to because like i said he's drunk and drunk people say their sober thoughts and wake up the next morning forgetting them."
troye sat up, twirling the charger to his phone between his fingers. he took in her words wondering why jacob had been drinking and also what he's been telling alexa when his brain was intoxicated.
"has he told you anything?"
alexa chuckles softly, "yes he has and i swear to god if you continue to lead him on i'll hurt you. and not physically i'll destroy you, like you are him," she sternly says the protectiveness in her voice showing just how much she cared for the man she only met a week ago. "he's falling for you, yet you're not even in the same position as him. when he gets closer to impact it's gonna hurt when he realizes you aren't there to catch him." she says her voice tuned down to a whisper.
troye's heart was caught in throat, as he attempted to admit his feeling to alexa. but he came to a realization he still loved melody and he couldn't leave her even if he did cheat on her.
"i-i have a girlfriend alexa, i love her. i don't have feelings for a guy," the words leaving his lips seemed to sting his skin and make him want to wash them away. he wasn't gay though. was he? no he was in love with a girl not a man he couldn't even be with.
alexa growls angry with troye, "stop pretending you love her and get your head out of your ass. you have feelings for jacob and it's hurting him the fact you are so fucking blind," alexa spits a wave of anger hitting her as she listened to troye lie to her and also himself.
troye without hesitation hangs up the phone, a rush of anxiety flooding his body. he couldn't listen to alexa, not right now when his thoughts were so cluttered and a confused mess.
he didn't think he would be here at twenty two years old, denying his sexuality to himself and the people around him. he thought he'd be happy with melody but after he started to feel nothing but a subtle ache when they spoke 'i love you' and a numbness when they kissed he realized he wasn't happy with her. nor was he happy with himself.
anger started to bubble in his chest, a tight grip on his phone. a scream left his lips as he threw the phone at the nearest thing, which happened to be a wall. the phone shattered to the floor with a loud clank but troye didn't focus on that he focused on the thoughts going on inside his brain.
he needed to numb this feeling, or get rid of it somehow. he had to make it disappear from his mind and body.
stumbling out of bed, the hard on now fully gone, he walked out of his room and into the kitchen grabbing the half empty bottle of alcohol off the counter he had been previously occupying the other night.
he took a large gulp wanting the feelings to go away, he then proceeded to stumble back to his room looking through his night stand for the drugs that numbed his senses and made him forget about jacob.
he pulled out the packet of pills, grabbing the bottle from the floor and taking several pills, he didn't care if he was causing harm to himself all he cared about was forgetting his feelings. and also forget a certain hazel eyed man that came into his life and now surrounded his thoughts nearly every waking hour of his day.
i can't have feelings for a guy, that isn't normal. troye attempted to drill this into his head, the words becoming a mantra to him. troye was indeed not gay, he tried to convince himself yet the word straight felt so wrong labeled on him.
don't fall for him.
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it's been a while since i updated! sorry about that i've just had some writers block and also i'm working on a new fic
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its a tracob fic and i'm honestly really proud of it you should go read and leave a comment.
