Jacob didn't stay the night because Troye told him not to. But oh how he was willing to let him stay, but Mark would kill him for sure.
They said their farewells and promised to meet each other on their usual Friday lunch date.
Jacob went home and flipped on the telly, which was actually just for background noise. And even though he laid out his chemistry homework in front of him, his mind was filled with only Troye, Troye and more Troye.
He thought about how he red his cheeks would be when he blushed, how chocolate his curly hair was. He thought about his smile and his lame jokes, and the beautiful sound he made when he laughs. He thought about the time when he would put his head on his shoulder, and how Troye feels warm and fuzzy like a teddy bear.
Jacob smiled as he realized how much he actually liked that boy. He realized how much he yearned for him, how he would do anything to spend forever with him.
Every second Jacob's not with Troye, he feels lost and he feels like there's a hole in his heart, like he's missing a piece of him. But when he is with Troye, he just feels so nervous so as to be perfect for him. He has so many beautiful and wise things to say but it just turns to glibberish and rubbish on his tongue.
Jacob was so lost in thought that he hadn't realized Troye called him.
He turned on his phone to find a missed called from Troye from 3 minutes ago.
Why did Troye call him all of a sudden? He usually texts and doesn't have the guts to call. Jacob called back anyway.
He picked up on the third ring.
"Hello?" Jacob said.
There was a sniffing noise, and suddenly "Jacob..."
Jacob's heart was bursting against his ribs. His voice sounded so broken and in pain. "Troye? Troye, what happened?" Jacob asked frantically, his whole torso leaning into the phone.
"I... he kicked me out.. don't like...."
Jacob didn't really catch what he was saying but he could tell he was sobbing. It broke his heart.
Then suddenly, "Can you come over please?"
Jacob was already wearing his jacket and half wearing his shoes. "Yes. Wait for me, wait for me," he said while struggling to tie his shoelaces. He finally got it done and rushed to grab his keys and phone and went out.
He was running down the blocks to his house.
And as he neared, he saw somebody sitting on the doorstep of his house. And his heart came falling down as he realized it was Troye.
"T..Troye? Are you okay?" Jacob's voice came out scared and small. He slowly sat down next to Troye. "What happened?"
Troye then buried his head into Jacob's chest and started bawling hard. Jacob hugged Troye to him tight and slowly rubbed his back, feeling like crying himself.
"Hey, shhh shhh you're okay now..." Jacob said soothing words to him.
Slowly, Troye's sobbing subsided and he began to sit up and rub his eyes. He took great heaving breaths and steadied himself.
"J..Jacob... he.. he kicked me out...." Troye whispered.
"Who? Mark? Your roommate?" Jacob asked.
Troye slowly nodded. "Can I.. sleep at yours?" He asked, scared that Jacob would say no.
But Jacob nodded so hard he thought his head might fall off. Of course he can spend the night at his house. He can spend every night at his house if he wanted.
"Let's go to mine now, shall we?" Jacob said. And even though his voice sounded strong, his heart was falling in pieces and he felt as though Mark has also yelled at him and kicked him out. But he has to stay strong, for Troye.
Soon they arrived Jacob's home and Troye, tired from all the crying, fell asleep at his couch. And Jacob could only let his tears fall silently when he saw how broken Troye is.
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