Lost (Troye Sivan)

9. Met Each Other

Troye's POV
After all the work, I decide to get my favorite drink, coffee. I really like coffee, and so I went to a coffee shop nearby.
People spotted me and asked me for signature, taking pictures and stuff. Well, that's one of the reason I hate going out. I just can't hide myself.
Only one person didn't come to me, and that's the one who sits in my opposite direction. He kept looking at me since I walked into the shop, I can feel it.
So I asked him if he wanted anything, but he shoke his head. And that's when I decided to leave.
"Wait—" that person suddenly came to me and pat my shoulder gently.
He talked in a really low voice, I thought he was whispering.
"Yes?" I showed my smile.
"I- I want- to um you know um- ask you something.." He said.
"Yea? Do you want a signature or.." I can tell that he's very nervous.
"No, no." When he shoke his head, I noticed something.
The way he shakes his head when saying no, really looks like the Jacob Bixenman 15 years ago. And that's when I realized HE WAS the one who looked so familiar to Jacob, that fanboy in my concert yesterday!!
Before he speaks, I said, "Oh i remember! You're the one who was in my concert yesterday, right?"
He nodded. "Ye-yes. Um I just want to ask.. are- are you... the one, my friend.."
I looked at him. Not sure what he wanted to say.
"The- the.. 15 years ago, are you that T-troye.."
I started to think.
"I'm- I'm Jacob, Jacob Bixenman."
I can't believe it. Is he really that Jacob?! Or is this person just a liar who wants to lie at celebrities? But.. only Jacob and Me knows about the Cruise Trip. But- but that Jacob Bixenman is dead!
"What're you talking about?"
"15 years ago... The cruise trip- um, Troye Sivan and Jacob Bixenman.." He didn't know what he was saying either.
"But- But that Jacob Bixenman is dead"
"No I'm not dead, I thought you're, um, dead too.. but I saw you yesterday and I already thought you look like, that- that, troye sivan.."
I was starting to believe. And I was shocked that he confessed.
"Gosh... I, I thought you're... dead.." Now I'm sure that he's that Jacob, I hugged him into my arms. I bursted into tears. He did too. To avoid people taking photos when we're not looking, we went to my home. We sat on my bed.
I started to touch his face.
"Yes, I can feel it. You're really the Jacob Bixenman.." I cried again.
We both hugged and cried.