Tracob- good boy

Connors study session

I try to stay out of sight from people in my school. Yes I've gotten more school cred thanks to Jacob but that doesn't change the usual loser I am and will always be. I slide as invisible in this school full of stuck up assholes. I lose my track of thought when I see Jacob approach me. I welcome him with a wide smile but it soon fades when I see he has angry features set on his face.

"Where were you?!" Jacob snaps at me. I flinch not excpecting that.

"I-I was just at the principals office.." I reply shyly, honestly a little scared at the moment.

"What happened? Is everything okay?" His voice softened, thankfully.

"Um yeah everything's fine I just found out I'm also tutoring Connor Franta."

Jacobs jaw literally dropped. He smeared a disapproving look on his face.

"No, no way. Come on, Troye. That kid is hot - and not me. " Jacob squinted his eyes and looked around as if Connor is lurking the halls.

"No you don't understand, I need too. It's good for college. Besides, you really think something is going to happen between Connor and I? You should know me better and you should trust me. Jesus Jacob, if anyone here would cheat it'd be you. I have both genders as competition, everyone fucking wants you." My anger built up while saying all of it, boiling inside of me now.

"You know it's not like we're dating, we're not even a "thing", we're just friends; you said it yourself the other day. Even if I had a little crush on Connor it shouldn't affect you because we aren't anything except friends." I raged. Letting it all out felt good but also hurt.

"Alright Mellet, calm down. You can date whoever you want. I don't care." Jacob growled obviously irritated. I turned away and walked off, and he let me. I was waiting for him to stop me, but he never did. Honestly, I frowned a little even though I knew I pretty much just said "back off". Considering Connor is an openly bi person, I have no chance with him as well so I don't understand why Jacob and I are even fighting about this.

The sun was setting and this means my session with Connor is right around the corner. I honestly wasn't sure what to wear so I threw on a pale blue button up shirt with a red and blue stripe on the sleeves. I pulled the collar down and topped it all off with cologne.

Jacob and Connor are the most popular boys in the school, but they are polar opposite. Jacob is an asshole, he wears drug rugs, sweatshirts, sporty shorts, snap backs, that type of stuff. He plays football and lacrosse maybe. Jacob loves to party and drink. Connor on the other hand is the complete definition of a rich white boy. Connor is the type of popular boy who is also an asshole but wears Polo and Vineyard vine shirts, with khaki shorts. He owns at least one Gucci wallet and an Apple Watch on one wrist with a Rolex watch on the other, it's crazy. Connor isn't the sporty type expect when he's playing golf at his country club. Obviously he needs a tutor because his father can't stand he has a 89 and not a 90. (A/n: you guys I know this isn't the clothes they wear but in my story it is :) )

Anyways, going to his house tonight petrifies me. I have that strong feeling Connor and his family are the judge mental type.

I arrive to Connors enormous home, it made me feel less than; I didn't like it. I knocked on the door to be welcomed by a tall women, her front body covered by an apron.

"Hello, can I help you?" The women looked at me, peeled out the door and stared both ways curious if I came alone.

"Um hi yes, I'm here for Connor Franta? I'm tutoring him." I twiddled my fingers in anxiousness.

"Oh right, of course. Here come inside." She gestured behind her and I walked in. My eyes widened at the sight of only his kitchen. His kitchen feels it's almost as large as my first floor.

"Connor! You know what, he's on the terrace on the third floor, just go up there I don't think he'll mind." She pointed towards the stairs

I honestly think she was already tired of me and wanted to get back to whatever cleaning she was doing.

"Okay thanks."

I'm fascinated as I made my way through his home. I walk up two flights of steps to the third floor and find the terrace. Connor is sitting with papers scattered on a table, he has a concentrated look on his face. He looked quite cute to be honest. He wore something similar to what I was wearing to my surprise, a blue checkered button up and khaki shorts with brown dress shoes.

Connor caught me in the corner of his eye then turned towards me.

"Hey Troye, I'm just trying to st-"

"Study? Looks like you don't even need me here." Troye laughed but had a small hint of seriousness, he just didn't know how today was going to go.

"No, I do need you here. Please, help me." Connor pleaded. I swallowed hard taking what he said in a completely different way, but I knew what he meant.

"R-right. Yeah, I can help you." I stuttered embarrassingly. I sat myself in the empty seat besides Connor and started helping him with pre calc.

It's been an hour of pure studying and I am bored senseless. I am tired and needing to go home.

"Connor, what time is it?"

"It's around 10:00 I think-"

Connor stopped talking as his eyes flicked down to my lips. My heart was already picking up speed.

"I um.." Connor started talking but stopped again. His eyes completely mesmerized by my lips. Was there something on my lips? I began to panic, my stomach jumping.

As I opened my mouth to say something, Connor dive right in and kissed me.

First it was just a peck but then Connor went in again completely devouring my mouth. I placed my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him closer as he placed his hand on my cheeks. As good as this all felt, it was wrong. I don't know why but it was wrong.

I pulled away in confusion and disappointment missing the feeling of his lips. 

"Connor, I-I can't. I'm kind of seeing someone? I guess? I'm sorry." I completely regretted the words that came out of my mouth, I wanted to just climb on top of him and make out with him but I can't.

"I'm sorry, i got to go. Ill just.. um.. I'll text you okay?" I said to Connor while gathering my stuff.

"Yeah, of course." Connor smiled like he was high off of weed. I raised an eyebrow, completely puzzled. I just ignored it and walked out. While I was walking down the steps i was just thinking.

Jesus troye you just rejected one of the hottest guys ever what the fuck is wrong with you?

I'm thinking about changing to a third point of view is that okay or?? If you guys don't want me to I won't