Hidden Love (Tronnor fanfiction)

~11~ Searching Troye

Connor's pov

The first place I go to to search for Troye is of course the club where we were earlier. I drove there as fast as possible not wanting to spill a second of precious time. I just want to find him and bring him home safe. When I entered the club, a stream of hot air hit me. It was incredibly hot inside and the smell of alcoholic drinks was so overwhelming that I almost felt sick to my stomach.

I walked around like crazy to find Troye. I walked trough the whole place and pushed people aside not caring about them spilling their drink. I went everywhere but there was no sign of him. Maybe he was at the toilets or the bar so I went there as well but still no sign of him. I was already panicking super hard and then I thought of something, it didn't make me panic any less though. The thing that came up in my mind was that when I had them on the phone that it was really quiet besides their voices so it was actually really obvious that they left here. It was so loud in here that it coudn't have been here. The only place I could think of where they could be is at Matthew's house and I didn't like the idea of that. How am I supposed to find out where he lives?

I tried to call Troye a few times but it always got to voice mail immediately. This surely didn't help for my nervousness. Apparently a guy noticed my appearance and the way I was walking around nervously because he suddenly stood beside me and grabbed my arm so that I would stop walking around.

"I'm getting nervous with only looking at you, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." I lied because why would I tell him what's going on, like he would even care.

"I know that's not the truth, everyone can see there is something wrong and if I see how nervous it makes you, I assume that it is about someone who you love." How can he even guess that right? He seems like a guy who's friendly and can be trusted so why not talk to him? Maybe he evens know something that can help me.

"You're right I need to find someone but I have no clue where he is." The boy looked at me and then he suddenly had a expression on his face that made me want to know what he was thinking. It looked like he suddenly remembered something and I was curious to find out what it was. Before I even needed to ask he already started to tell me.

"You were that guy from earlier that pulled that purple haired guy away from me, aren't you?" That's why he looked a bit familiar! But this wasn't the thing I expected him to say though. It doesn't matter if he remembers me, that doesn't help me to find Troye.

"Yeah I am."

"So the boy you're searching is probably that brown haired guy that was making out with Matthew?" I stood there in disbelieve. How does he know that I was looking for that boy and even more important why does he know who Matthew is. What if he's a friend of him?

"Uh yeah that's the one but..." Before I could ask the questions that were burning on my tongue, he interrupted me.

"I saw you looking that direction and when they kissed, you ran away so it was kind of obvious that you ran away from that. Also I knew it was the brown haired guy because I know Matthew and what for guy he is. He probably drugged him and took him home with him." There were a million questions in my head right now and I was even more concerned than before if that's even possible. Knowing better than to ask all the questions on my mind I asked one thing.

"How do you know?"

"He did the same to me, bringing me to a fancy restaurant and then asking to come home with him but I denied so he drugged me so he could take me home and use me."

"Did he... did he rape you?"

"Yes" That's all he managed to say. I saw that he was struggling with telling it.

"I need to find Troye before he does the same thing to him."

"I know where he lives." That was the first thing tonight that gave at least a tiny bit of hope and relieve. There is a chance we find him on time. I can't let anything happen to Troye. I'm going to blame myself for it for the rest of my life.

The boy who's name I found out is Korey, I totally forgot to ask his name though, is leading me the way to Matthew's house. He told me it's only a few streets away. I drove as fast as I could whilst he said were I needed to go. We stopped at a giant white house. I think I understand why he didn't forget about the house. It's not like it's a normal house, no, this surely is a house you would remember even if you can't think fully normal..

The question now is, how are we going to get in? It's not like we can just ring at the door and he will let us in. We still needed to ring at the door though, there was no other option to get inside. The house looks really good secured so I guess our only chance is trough the doos and pushing him aside so we can get in. So that sounds like our plan.

As we said so, we did. I rang at the door and waited for him to open. I almost wanted to ring again but at that moment I heard footsteps coming closer and a second later the blond haired guy stood in front of me, half in shock that I was here. He opened his mouth wanting to say something but he seemed to have changed his mind since he closed his mouth again. He started to slam the door shut before I could get inside,  I heard a thump. It wasn't the door though, it was a person.

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A/N
Hello guys! First of all I want to thank all of you for actually reading this story and commenting and voting for it. You don't know how much that actually means to me. Sorry for this rather short chapter but I felt like giving you guys at least something to read.

Also my phone was broken and I always write on my phone because I always have it with me. When I have a little spare time I write because I don't really have the time to go on my laptop that much. I have a new one now so that's good. I only had to wait 3 or 4 days until I bought a new one but I really came to the conclusion that I'm obsessed with my smartphone.
Oh god sorry for telling you all of this. I'm probably annoying you with all this shit so BYE xxx

Marlies