·Ease· Tracob

·Chapter Nine·

Troye stared at the phone in shock and annoyance. His face grew red as Connor looked at him with concern.

"Are you okay, Troye?" Connor asked, placing his hand on Troyes shoulder.

"I'm fine. Jacob just... he just hung up on me for no reason.." Troye said sadly. Connors expression softened and sat beside Troye on the hotel bed.

"You have a big day ahead. We should start getting ready, I'm sure he'll call back later." Connor said sweetly. Troye smiled softly and nodded.

"You're right. We're in Melbourne right now! It's beautiful out. The least I can do now is go have fun and enjoy the beautiful sites around here." Troye said cheerfully.

"Atta boy! Let's go!" Connor said happily, grabbing his phone and wallet, "Where's Emma?"

"Shower. She loves showers. We'll just meet up with her before lunch." before typing out a text to Emma, and headed out the door with Connor. The city just like any other, extremely loud and occupied. Troyes face twisted into annoyance as he stared down at his phone, unable to properly see it with the blinding light in his face. Connor grabbed his wrist and pulled him along the sidewalk with Emma leading them.

"Quite frankly I don't really feel like hanging out with anyone at the city today." Troye stated in a grumpy manner. His lips were pursed into a straight line as Connor shot him a glare, "Are you really going to act like that?" Connor asked annoyed with the sudden change of attitude. "All because Jacob hung up." Troye remained silent before letting a quiet apology slip from his lips. Connor finally smiled and walked down the sidewalk once again, admiring the little shops. 

"Do you want anything?" Connor asked as he pulled his wallet out of his pocket. Troye smiled and shook his head, "No, but even if I did I wouldn't let you buy it." 

Connor stood there with a fake pained expression while Troye walked up, keeping up with Emma. Connor shook his head and jogged over to them, including himself in the conversation the two were just sharing. 

"So the concert is cancelled for tonight?" Troye asked with a frown. Emma nodded sadly and ran her fingers through her hair, "I'm afraid so. They're calling for heavy rain and possible flooding. I don't want to put fans and their family at risk of getting hurt." Emma explained. By now all three of them had stopped in the middle of the sidewalk as people walked past them, annoyed. Troye sighed and pulled his phone out, sending a tweet out about the now cancelled show. 

"That's stupid. Why can't we provide transportation for them?" Connor asked as he looked over Troyes shoulder at the tweet that was slowly getting retweeted more and more. 

"We don't have the money for that, Franta. Over three thousand people were wanting to attend, you really think we can cover all of them? If we did that we wouldn't be able to keep the tour up." Emma explained, pinching the bridge of her nose. Troye nodded in agreement as they continued to walk down the sidewalk, Troye had returned to his nose being buried in his phone as he provided explanations to his fans that asked. He also came across rude tweets that proceeded to call him a 'sellout' and they claimed that Troye didn't care about his fans. 

Throughout the day Troye ignored Emma and Connor. They had returned to the hotel room shortly and decided to order Chinese food, and discuss what they would do to make it up to fans. 

"We could send them free CDs." Troye brought up as he continued to check his phone. He typed out another text to Jacob, despite knowing that he more than likely wouldn't answer because of work or Layla. 

"Can you get off of your phone for like three seconds and pay attention?" Emma snapped. Connor looked over at Troye and watched him set his phone on the nightstand, "What? So I'm not allowed to have a phone now, is that the case?" 

"No, but you've been on your phone all day. Get your head out of your ass and pay attention to the real world." She said in annoyed tone as Troyes face fell. "I'm sorry. This whole ordeal is more stressful than I expected it to be. People are throwing hate comments to me as if the whole thing was my fault, and it sucks. I don't like hearing that and Jacob still hasn't texted me today." Troye explained with a frown, his hands settled in his lap. Connor grabbed his hand and gave it a gentle reassuring squeeze. 

"Don't worry, Troye. It isn't your fault, you know who are. Don't let them tell you otherwise." 

Troye felt his cheeks heat up as he whispered thank you, and pulled away from his grip. Emma had excused herself to go back to her hotel room as Connor glanced over at Troye. 

"Are you okay?" Connor asked with a small pout on his lips. Troye nodded and didn't glance back up at him as he unlocked his phone again. Connor narrowed his eyes and snatched the phone out of his hands and set it on the other bed beside Troyes. 

"Do you need something?" Troye asked alittle annoyed with the sudden action. He began to stand up before Connor grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him back down on the bed. 

"Stay there." Connor said alittle annoyed. His fingers interlacing themselves with his fingers. Troyes breathing grew uneven as he stared at Connor, his eyes remained narrowed at him. 

"Is there a problem?" he choked out as Connors face grew closer to his. He felt his throat go dry as Connor rested his hand on the back of his neck. 

"You need to get your mind off of Jacob. If he isn't going to care for you, I will." He mumbled as his lips neared. Troye closed his eyes, but jumped when he heard a knock on the door, a faint voice saying it was their Chinese dinner. Troye quickly got up and opened the door as he grabbed the food. He walked back over to the bed to see Connor sitting there with a light smirk. 

"See? Admit it. You have feelings for me too." His eyes glanced at the growing bulge in Troyes jeans. Troye glared at him and set the food down, "Connor there is a line. You almost crossed it tonight, do not make a move like that again."

"You obviously wanted it too, don't lie." Connor pointed out as he relaxed on Troyes bed. Troye scoffed and leaned against the wall. 

"Just know, I'm always here if you want anything." He said more seductively than reassuring. 

Troye bit his lip and sat down, grabbing the phone once again the check and see if he had a notification from his boyfriend.

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Please enjoy this chapter that I deadass just wrote in science class. I turned my brightness on my computer down low. Here y'all go