"Let me tell you the story, about what happens when a heart as cold as ice meets one made of gold." What happens to the things that nobody can remember? Are they forgotten? Did they mean anything at all? Did they even exist at some point? All his life, Connor has been told that he must forget. That he must let go and move on, and live the life he has been gifted with, even after the tragedy. But Connor doesn't want that. He keeps in mind the same series of noises over and over, every day, just to get by and to convince himself that it wasn't just a dream. That it happened. That it was real. That he was real. For the past ten years he has been moving from place to place, with barely any interest to accommodate himself. That is until he reaches that town... and meets him. Funny, how it works in the ways of the heart.

everyone has a happy relationship until, rumors spread like wildfire

where troye and connor meet on twitter. dom!troye #358 in fanfiction :) ♡

❛ i love you, and you love me but it's only as friends. you can't see that it's killing me that we are only friends. and i guess that's why i'm writing these letters. ❜ © isabella | 2016 - 17

troye sivan moves to los angeles to pursue his singing career. connor franta lives in the apartment next door to his. the apartment walls are thin as paper. troye sivan has a boyfriend named carlos. connor wishes he had a boyfriend named troye. they're friends. * begun: march 6, 2016 ended: * warning(s): some anxiety attacks and a messy plotline.

"I don't fall in love. I stumble, tumble and while I try to regain my balance I trip face-flat on the ground "