nocturnal // tronnor

nocturnal // tronnor

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Fanfiction
Troye Sivan
in which connor writes poems about troye every night without him ever knowing "he may belong to the night, but he does not belong to me" //written at varying hours of the night - published at varying hours of the day//
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"I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I'm a kluts" I said to the person. "It's fine honey. Do you need a hand?" he asked. I looked up and this very hansom guy stood in front of me with his hand out for me to take. I took his hand and he pulled me up. When I touched his hand it gave me an electric shock of butterflies. He had brown curly hair with green eyes. He was hottttttttttttttt as fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk. "So what's your name?" asked the hot guy. "I'm Connor Franta. What's your name?" "I'm Troye, Troye Sivan."

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