Okay so I’m not really sure about this one?? let me know what you think, is it too rushed? cheesy? just overall bad or do you like it? lets hope for the latter!!
*Troye’s POV*
I lay sprawled out across Connors bed, a frown etched into my face. “I just don’t understand why he would like him” I whined. Connor turned around in his chair to face me “So you’ve said, about ten times at this point”. I scowled even deeper if it were at all possible “you’re supposed to be helping not sassing”.
He smirked “okay here’s some advice stop frowning, Tyler will never date you with that ugly expression”.
“Ha ha very funny” I replied. To be honest I didn’t blame Connor as I had been lying on his bed for the past few hours engrossed in my own self-pity. I was usually a pretty up beat and happy guy but I had just endured two hours of Tyler flirting with some guy named Robert we had met at lunch and I wasn’t feeling all that cheery. He had invited us to some club tonight and of course Tyler had promised we would come, however I wasn’t too thrilled to spend my night watching Tyler flirt with other men.
“what am I going to do” I groaned.
“Make him jealous” Connor replied.
I gave him a ‘you can’t be serious look’ before responding “this isn’t a high school chick flick Connor, I need real advice here”.
Connor just laughed “I’m serious; I’m still convinced Tyler likes you, so if you start flirting with some random guy I’m pretty sure he’d be pissed”.
“Well from the way he was acting today I can guarantee he has absolutely no feelings for me at all” saying that aloud made it resonate with me, causing my stomach to clench.
“All I’m saying is it wouldn’t hurt, if he gets jealous then you can make your move and if he doesn’t, well than you know where you stand” Connor responded turning back to his laptop.
I sighed running my hands through my hair. My phone chimed in my pocket; I pulled it out seeing a text from Tyler indicating that it was nearly time to go.
“I have to get ready, thanks for listening to my whining “I said peeling myself from the bed.
“What are friends for” he said sarcastically, to which I responded with an eye roll. The last thing I heard before exciting the door was Connors humour filled voice shouting “have fun”
*That night*
The music was cacophonous in the tiny nightclub. I’d had a bit too much to drink already and the effects were getting to me. I glanced around my eyes landing on a laughing Tyler as he ran his hand down his arm. I snatched my eyes away unwilling to cause myself more pain. Connors words replayed over and over in my head on a perpetual cycle. I could do it, it would be easy, there was a guy across the room who had been staring at me the whole night, I’m sure he would be more than willing to assist me in making Tyler jealous. I scoffed at myself; make Tyler jealous, as if he would give two shits what or who I did.
Subconsciously my eyes travelled back to Tyler just in time to get a full on view of him with his mouth dangerously close to Roberts, a small smile playing at his lips. I couldn’t tear my eyes away and just stood there looking as Robert closed the gap between them connecting their mouths. That was it, I thought fuck it, if he could have fun then so could I. Never mind making him jealous, now it was just about dulling the ache in my chest. I strode over to the bar and downed another shot before making my way over to the very attractive guy that stood smirking at me.
The music was pounding in my ears as I danced, all thoughts thrown away. The beautiful stranger had begun grinding up against me and I allowed it relishing in his attention. I swung my arms around his shoulders pulling him closer as we danced. The lights were flashing and I was buzzing from the alcohol; so much so that when he attached his lips to mine I did not object. I kissed him back fiercely.
