Our Story (Tronnor)

pizza?

C O N N O R

I always welcomed pretty much everyone into my life, feeling like I had to put on a show for everyone and make me worth their time. But Troye, oh Troye boy, I could just be myself around him. No pretending, no shyness, no worrying, just love. I've always had this theory that there was this imaginary tunnel in the back of everyone's mind. The entire tunnel represented the journey they took to reach the light at the end of the tunnel. The light at the end of the tunnel would represent all the happiness and love in their life. Troye was the light at the end of my tunnel. I must've done something right to earn Troye. He is my happiness, my love, and mine. 

We sit down next to eachother on my couch, with Tro's head on my shoulder. "So how's the electricity problem going?" I ask him. "Oh, you know, I think it won't be done for the next couple of days." Troye said smirking, as if it was a hint to me that he wanted to stay at my place for longer. I never want him to leave, I'd feel so alone. The thought of him leaving me left a frown on my face. Troye quickly responds to my frowning appearance. "What's wrong, Con?" I mumble, "I never want you to leave. Never. Please." 

"Con," Troye starts to speak. He continues "I would never, never in a million years even think of leaving you." His eyes start to form tears, and it seems pretty contagious because my eyes start to tear up too. "I don't think I would ever forgive myself if I did that. Please, Con, never think that I would leave you, because I know for a damn fact, that I love you so goddamn much and I care about you so much. You are my love, my pride, my joy, my happiness. I love you." A tear falls down my cheek, and he cups my face with his hands, wiping my tears away. "Troye, I fucking love you." I say as I collapse into his shoulder, letting out a few more tears, but I know I'm smiling from all this love. "I love you, babe, so bad." Troye responds.

It was roughly 5 pm, so we decided that we would stay home, make dinner, and watch a movie. Sounds good. Anything involving Troye always sounds good to me. We agreed on making a homemade pizza, scary idea if you think about it, everything could go wrong, but hey, we were a new couple, and we wanted to try new things. I got out all the ingredients and started making the dough. We even did that whole fancy chef thingy where they flip the dough on their hands, we felt fancy AF. It was time to put the pizza sauce on. I open the lid of the jar, and set it on the table. I turn around for one second to get a spoon, and as soon as I turned back around, Troye put some of the sauce on his finger, and put it on my face. I gasp. "Oh, really? So you wanna play like that? I got you." I take some and put some on his face too. We both stare at eachother's face which is now covered in pizza sauce, and start to laugh uncontrollably. I give him a little kiss on his lips and say "We're so crazy." He looks up and says, "And I'm so crazy for you, always."