Connor was always the happiest out of the group, but what everyone didn't know was that he was secretly in pain. Connor couldn't take being alone anymore, he craved the feeling of being wanted and loved. So he turned to the Internet. (Warning! there might be grammar errors)

*troye sivan sent you a message*

a story in which a bipolar, shy boy meets charming, outgoing boy.

it started on the internet.

"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.

[COMPLETED] NaNoWriMo 2015 - "My heart skips a beat and all the careful precautions and burned photographs and the pretense of safety and normalcy is shattered, oh God what have I done?" Troye Sivan is running from a past that he's still living in. "....his hands they're on mine..." Troye lives in the silence of "afterwards". Connor won't let the world be quiet. The last thing that Troye needs is for another boy with beautiful eyes either tear his world apart or put it back together - and he's scared. So scared of what either might mean. - - - - wtf is this i hate having barely any plan and that summary is so bad whoops TRIGGER WARNING please message me for details because otherwise it will spoil everything! - highest rank: #16 tronnor au

a crappy story involving troye and connor falling in love.

"well maybe i just want to keep you occupied while i shamefully look into your eyes!" "you're a lost cause. i'm out of here." or, connor owns a coffee shop called 'accents' where punk-boy troye likes to hang out and stare at connor's butt as he serves coffee.

"He's my best friend"