anonymous - tracob

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"jacob stop," troye says pushing him away from him, both of them panting from the make out session. jacob's head rest on troye's his eyes shining in his a look unreadable to him. "we're friends." he mumbles moving farther away from him. they now had migrated to the couch, the kitchen floor very uncomfortable to make out on.

"jesus christ troye! not this again," jacob stands up grabbing his shirt that had long been discarded and thrown across the room. "when will you get your head out of your ass and realize we can't be just friends?" jacob harshly says glaring at troye as he walks to the door.

troye stayed silent and watched the door slam not moving at all.

his feet wanted to run after jacob, his body wanted to be in his hold, his lips wanted to be on his, his heart he wanted to give it to him. but he didn't move at all. his feet were frozen.

when his feet started to move it wasn't in the direction he wanted them to move in. instead they walked into jacob's bedroom, the place that smelled just like him, and contained every part of him that he kept hidden.

his fingers run along the bedding, before he crawls into his bed, that smells so much like him. honey and sweat. troye doesn't cry as he lays in the bed all he feels in the moment is numbness for being so stupid.

they couldn't just be friends, coming to this realization scared troye because he had never felt this way in his life about a person jacob made him feel things melody couldn't make feel, and that scared him to the point he pushed jacob away to the farthest depths of this brain, trying to push away his feelings and all the memories of him.

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troye: i fucked it up

troye: he's gone

troye: it's all my fucking fault

melody: jacob will be back

melody: your at his apartment right?

troye: yeah

melody: when he cools off talk to him about your feelings, give both you and him time to think about things.

troye: i hate you you alasayyknow whT to say

melody: no sweety that's jay

troye: i don't even understand my feelings for him though

melody: has he kissed you?

melody how did it make you feel? how does he make you feel in general.

troye: should i be talking about this with you?

melody: he's my brother i want him to be happy

troye: when he kisses me i feel so fucking high, it's almost like his lips are drug and i can't get enough.

troye: my heart does this fluttering shit and my stomach flips i literally feel like i'm dying at times but in a good wAy

melody: AWE ThAts so ADoRabLE

troye: i think i love him

melody: no shit it's my brother we're talking about ;)

troye: i'm being serious

melody: i know hun

troye: loving him hurts

read at 4:12pm

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short chapter because shit goes down in the next one.

i'm thinking of writing a fic but here's the catch cowriting. is anyone up for this?

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