His. (Troye Sivan fan fiction)

I walked along the small bridge while trying to avoid eye contact with him who stood looking below.

He kept watching me as I watched him from the corner of my eye. "Hi." He scratched the back of his head awkwardly. I smiled and replied with a 'hello'. He bit his lip and looked like he wanted to say more...but couldn't.

"I'm Ira."

"I'm...Troye?"

"Ya sure?" I cracked a smile while looking into his beautiful eyes.

"Sorry! I'm just," He sighed and looked at my face scanning it over, "Socially awkward..I guess."

"Me too."

I wanted to get to know him better. I wondered if he felt the same but shrugged it off because, who could like someone like me?

"I like coffee." He said with a smile.

"I like tea." I chuckled.

"Maybe we could go get some beverages?" I could tell he was biting his gum and very nervous.

That's where it all started...