My Curly haired Boy

The encounter

Jacob's POV

«Act cool, act cool», I kept telling myself as MOTHERFUCKING TROYE SIVAN was basically leaning against as if I was a wall. I was supposed to see him a few hours later at his concert to which I had gotten a very good place by buying it months in advance. But never in a million years would I have expected to ever be that close to him.The worst part is that I couldn't help myself to feel honored. If you really think about it, how many people could brag about the fact that they were once used by Troye Sivan as I wall? Certainly not a lot. In that moment, I realized I had to say something.
With my trembling voice I managed to get the word«Hello?» out of my mouth. Of course, the moment after I had said it I was already thinking of a thousand different ways I could have said that word to make it sound better. I was convinced I sounded obnoxious and not at all confident.
«Hi?» said the boy whose body was against mine. I laughed nervously at Troye's reaction. Just a moment later he started apologizing rapidly and quite loudly , obviously embarrassed by the whole situation, and all I could think was that his accent was the cutest thing I had heard and that his voice was certainly the most soothing ever. I wish I could have turned him around just to see his flushed cheeks and his big confused eyes. Just the idea of him that way made me smirk and I answered his apology by«Hey, it's fine. It's not everyday that a cute boy uses me as his wall» We both started to laugh of the strange situation we were in. As much as I didn't want him to leave, I was kind of relieved when he went back into the street he was in before, as I was being pushed to the actual wall there was behind me. Plus, I knew I was going to get hard if he stood that close to my body any longer. He turned around and we stared at each other, smiling.

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