I should introduce myself; my name is Connor Franta, very nice to meet you. Maybe you would like to join me inside my head? I would like someone to listen to my story.

We're all broken inside. Its been almost a year since Troye left Connor. A year since his demons came back. Troye made it clear he never loved Connor. And that's what broke him the most. Troye thought he was doing the the right thing. He thought he was happy. What he didn't know, was that Connor was the missing piece of his broken heart. When blue eyes met green again they are back where they left off. Two broken boys, looking for their shattered pieces. Warnings: Self harm, suicide, depression, maybe smut.

The walls are closing in.. I can't breathe, Maybe it's best you leave. Your love, a drug. Your kisses a sin. Anxiety ripples through me, Can't seem to throw it in the bin. Fear lapping over my skin, Like the oceans clean tide. Nostalgic feels weave through my veins. And wrap around my heart. The walls are closing in... I can't breathe.. Maybe it's best you leave... A TRONNOR ONE SHOT WITH POEMS AND DIFFERENT FLUFF FILLED STORIES. WISH ME LUCK. LET'S RIDEE.. hehe, thumbs to you if you know where that line is from.

the one where troye forgets the one person who was always there for him.

where connor takes photographs for his website and hates smoking while troye performs his songs at a club and smokes. WARNING: yes, i am romancing smoking. dom!troye

C: It's weird, I've never even have met you before. T: Ik! Yet it seems like I know you so well... (This turns into more of a plot btw)

Connor has a secret, and only Tyler knows. Or so he thought at first, before he felt betrayed. Troye knows that secret, and nobody knows. Now he is both curious and afraid.