In real life

It's him

When I got to school the first thing I saw was shorts. Loads of them. I guess I hadn't been alone about thinking that jeans were a bad idea. Pity that I didn't think about it a little bit earlier, like everybody else apparently had.

I hurried to the gates and over the parking lot. When I finally got inside it was a relief. It was starting to get seriously hot outside and the cool air that hit me when I pushed through the door was welcoming. I started to walk to my locker. When I found it I quickly took out my books from my bag and tossed it in the locker. I still had plenty of time before my first period started so I found my phone in my pocket and went on twitter. Sadly there wasn't any new tweets from Troye. I sighed and went on tumbler instead.

"Oh honey I've missed you!" someone said in a high-pitched voice. Suddenly a pair of arms were wrapped around my neck and I felt the sent of sweet perfume. "Hi Julia" I faked a smile and then asked: "How was your summer?" It was as easy as that. I just needed to ask Julia a simple question and she kept on talking for ages. The only thing I had to do was to nod now and then I could completely zone out. And that was exactly what I did. I started to think about my next period and wondered if we were going to have much homework this year. Then I started to think about Troye. My favourite person in the world. He was in L.A. now. I got butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it.

"...and then we went home!" Julia was done with her monologue. I looked at her and smiled. "That's great" I said, trying to sound like I had been listening. "I know right! Now let's go, we don't want to be late." She dragged me along to our first period.

When we found our seats I plugged in my headphones. I know, not the smartest thing to do. Mr Brown wouldn't be happy if he saw it. But I just couldn't help myself. The only thing I could think about was Troye, so naturally I felt a strong need to listen to his music. It was my way to feel close to him.

I looked out of the window as the first song on my playlist named "My favourite <3" started to play. The familiar tones made me smile, even though the song was kind of sad.

The weight of a simple human emotion weighs me down, more than the tank ever did. The pain, it's determined and demanding to ache. But I'm okay.

I drifted of in to a silent daydream, thinking about Troye and about the beautiful story that had given him the inspiration to write this song. The story was a book called "The fault in our stars". A beautiful song to a beautiful story.

When the song came to an and I started to feel a little uncomfortable. I felt like I was being watched. Slowly I turned away from the window and looked at my classmates. To my horror they was already watching me. All of them. And they were laughing. "Would you be so kind to honour us with your presents in mind as well as body, Miss Hemingway?" said Mr Brown. He didn't look happy. I nodded slowly and pulled out my headphones. "Phone" he said and reached out his hand. I stood and started to walk towards him. When I handed him my phone he looked me with eyes that was full of disapproval. "This will not happen again, understood?" I nodded and went back to my seat. I could feel myself blush.

"Now", Mr Brown said, "when we all are focusing on what we should I would like to start of your year her at this school by..."

The door burst open and a boy came sprinting in to the classroom. His cheeks where read from running and he was breathing heavily. "Sorry I'm late" he said. When he noticed that we were all starring at him he blushed.

My heart stopped. I knew this boy. I knew that face better than I knew my own. But it couldn't be. I must be dreaming. I was dreaming.

"Mr Mellet!" Mr Brown said and smiled at the boy. "I was wondering when you would show up. Everyone, this is Troye Mellet. He's our new student. I hope that you will take great care of him." Mr Brown turned back to Troye and smiled. "Take a seat Troye."

Troye scanned the rows of seats and found out that it was only one seat that was empty, the seat next to mine. I hadn't even noticed that it was empty before, I thought that Julia was sitting there. Apparently she had moved when I stopped pretending to listen to her boring stories and drifted of in to my daydream. But that didn't matter now. The only thing that mattered was that Troye Sivan was walking towards me. Cause now I knew for sure that it was him. Troye Sivan Mellet was coming towards me.

He silently slipped in to his seat and put his books on the desk. As Mr Brown started to talk again he glanced over at me and smiled. It was a cute and shy little smile that made my heart skip a beat. "Hi" he said. All I could do was stare at him. I couldn't believe it, it was all so surreal. Then I remembered that I was still supposed to be answering Troye and hurried to say "Hi". It was barely more than a whisper and it sounded like I was choking on something. Gods, I thought, get yourself together! Say something nice. Come on, you can do it. He's just a normal guy who you have adored since like forever and he is beautiful and perfect and... Okay, different strategy. Don't think, just talk. "I'm Taylor" I blurted. Great, that came out smoothly. He turned back to me and smiled again. God he was beautiful. "I'm Troye, nice to meet you" he said. "Nice to meet you to Troye." We both smiled and then went back to listening to Mr Brown.

At the outside I was smiling. At the inside I was exploding with happiness. I just had a conversation with Troye fricking Sivan, and on the last sentence I even spoke like a civilized person. Good job Taylor!

The rest of the period I spent watching Troye out of the corner of my eye. I still couldn't believe he was actually there. The wonderful boy I had been watching on YouTube every night for as long as I could remember. He was even more beautiful in real life, something I didn't think was possible.

His brown hair looked soft and newly washed. It was a little messy from the run to the classroom but that didn't bother me, it just made him look even more beautiful. His eyes looked bigger and bluer in real life than on screen, like ponds of clear blue water. They were perfect. Even his outfit was perfect. Just a simple blue T- shirt and black jeans, he was the only one except me who didn't wear shorts.

Suddenly Troye glanced over at me. I realized that by now I was probably staring at him and quickly looked away. When looked back at him he wasn't looking at me anymore but he was grinning. He had obviously caught me staring. By then I just wanted to slap myself in the face for being so embarrassing.

Author's note: Third chapter done! I just realized that when I go back and look at the chapters I have already written wattpad is counting me as a reader... which means I have no idea how many people is actually reading this :/ Oh well, I hope someone is reading it at least! Thank you so much if you did :) <3 It would be nice if you gave me some feedback, don't be afraid to tell me what I can do to make this story better!!