Say You Won't Let Go - A Tracob Story

You're Ripped at Every Edge But You're a Masterpiece

Hi, guys! Thank you so much for sticking with this. I haven't written at all recently (as in like in months) so I am just getting back into the mindset. But anyways, I hope you enjoy!

Also, let me know what you think and maybe what I should add/make better? It would mean a lot 

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Jacob

My eyes jolt awake and it takes me a minute to realize where I am. I feel something hit my side and I turn around and see the man next to me rummaging through his bag. When he notices me looking at him, he looks apologetic and mouths sorry and continues his search

I begin to go through my own bag in search of my phone. I pull it out and tap the home button so that the screen lights up. Then I check the time. It is 10:30 am Madrid time, which means that it is 4:30 am in Atlanta. I sigh, knowing that Troye's not up yet. I am so excited to see him. Being in Madrid was certainly exciting and modeling for Alejandro Gomez Palomo was a wonderful experience, but Troye, no matter what, will always come first.

I pay the eight dollars to connect to the airplane wifi and begin to scroll through my Instagram feed. I have been so busy lately that I haven't even opened the app since a few days ago, so it takes me a solid half of an hour to scroll through all of the recent posts. Once this is done, I turn on my Spotify playlist, place both my earbuds in my ears, and listen to music for the rest of the flight.

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I am brought back to reality as the cabin lights flicker on. I see several other passengers rubbing their eyes, the brightness of the lights marking the end of there restless slumber. Then, the pilot's voice fills the aircraft

"We will now be beginning our descent into Atlanta, Georgia. Please fasten your seatbelts, make sure tray tables are up, and put all bags and large electronics underneath the seat in front of you."

I shove my bag underneath the seat just as my phone starts ringing. I pull it out of my pocket and see the caller ID says it is Troye. I quickly swipe it and bring the small device to my ear.

"Hey T, " I say into the phone.

"Hi Jakey, " Troye replies, his voice shaking a little.

I was really worried, but I still asked Troye in a normal voice, "What's up babe?"

"Oh, I was just wondering when you'll be here, that's all," Troye said. "I am just really excited to see you again."

"Me too babe, me too. I will be landing in about 20 minutes, so I will be at your place at 8:30. "

"Jakey this means so much to me. Thank you so much."

"It's good T. Just stay strong for me. I will be at your place within the hour."

"Ok I love you so much babe."

"I love you too. See you soon. I'm gonna go now because I need to get prepared to deplane."

"Okay bye," said Troye, hanging up the phone.

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Troye

I set down my phone with a shaking hand. I wanted Jacob's calming presence but at the same time, I didn't want him to see me like this. The once bubbly Troye Mellot, now reduced to a person devoid of hope.

You see, my depression had come back a few weeks ago.

I am almost certain the movie acted as some sort of trigger, bringing back the crippling waves of unexplainable sadness that had been my entire life a few years back. I thought that I was aware of what the effects of the role that I had agreed to play would be on me, but nothing could prepare me for this. Prepare me for the return of my depression.

Jacob didn't know, just like how I had yet to tell him about my drinking. I didn't want him to be even more worried and I wanted him to focus on his modeling, not wanting his desire for my safety to get in his way. Of course, he did end up ending his modeling in Madrid early for my sake.

I rummage through the closet in the apartment that I am renting. I pull out my own pair of black skinny jeans and one of Jacob's oversized Adidas sweatshirts. Then, I walk over to the bathroom and take a shower, coming back to the room fully dressed and ready for the day. I glance at the clock and see that it is 8:30. Jacob would be here any minute now. 

I quickly make my bed and pick a few loose items off the floor. Just as I am placing them on top of my desk, I hear a knock at the door. I check to make sure it is Jacob before I thrust open the door and he pulls me into a crushing embrace. 

Okay so there you go! They are finally reunited!

I am really excited to write this and I think that this scenario is begging for some adorable Tracob content. 

Anyways, this story will by no means have smut. Just a heads up. I'm thirteen, so...?!

Please let me know what you think about this because I really want feedback and to know how I can grow as a writer and make reading this more enjoyable. 

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I will also tweet if anything changes- if I won't be updating etc. because I am a very busy person and my school assigns far too much homework... and somehow expects us to get it done but also get a good amount of sleep AND have a life???!!!!

I want to try to update every day if possible, though that may change to every weekday?

Anyways, please let me know what you think, especially about the way I have Troye and Jacob's personalities and the chapter length. 

Wow this was at 999 words until I added this yikes