Little did he Know || Tronnor

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Troye

I lazily lifted my left foot and moved it forward, then my right foot and so on. I felt like a robot moving stiffly with no purpose. I mean I guess I had no purpose without him, my rock, my life, my love.

I started hearing soft noises in the air indicating I was close to my destination. After hearing the noises I could soon see an opening in the forest I had been running in for, who knows
how long. I could see a road and a little strip mall, but then I saw what I was looking for, the motel.

I don't know why I had chose a motel, but it is where I decided to go after I hurt that gorgeous boy I used to call mine.

I crossed the silent road not really caring if a vehicle were to be driving down it. I then took the little brick path up to the lobby of the shaggy motel. I looked around and saw multiple doors leading to rooms, and they didn't look half bad either.

As I entered the front door a bell rung above my head and I was
greeted by and older lady. I didn't really acknowledge what she said, I just
asked for a room, handed over money and got a key.

I looked down at the thin piece of plastic reading a 36 on it. I assumed that meant my room was number 36, so that's where I went. My shoes clomped on the bricks as I walked and I could here the faint echo.

I put my key in the door and sure enough it opened. I quickly scanned the room and saw a decent size bed, a door leading to what I assumed was the bathroom, a table and a small television. After that I practically fell on the bed.

I had nothing with me. Just myself my shaggy clothes, my wallet, and my dead phone. I was kind of glad my phone was dead, because I really didn't need to see people right now.

My thoughts drifted back over the memories I had already reviewed many times.

Flashback continued

My plane had just landed and I was excited to touch the ground again. I grabbed my phone and my bag I had brought in the plane with me and I got up to follow the crowd of people out of the plane.

I had just picked up my luggage when I heard a scream from behind me coming from a voice I recognized.

"TROYE BOY GET YOU PRETTY FACE OVER HERE!" Yelled the one and only Tyler Oakley. I giggled in response and let him bring me in for a hug. After I pulled back I saw the most pretty face I had seen all day, Connor Franta. "Come here my little kangaroo." Connor softly spoke and I then was pulled in for a hug. He called my his little kangaroo!
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I didn't know that that these memories would mean so much after I didn't have him.

Authors note: hey, so I think this is a bit longer, but ehh I'm trying.