ambivalent • a tronnor au ✔️

Chapter 3

That night was torture.

My mother thought the entire family - including Troye - could partake in a 'family game night.' Needless to say, the entire night was full of fake smiles and fake 'remember whens.'

Troye and I had to act nice towards each other. Nice. We were constantly paired up in games, and at one point, we had to hug. Hug. It was horrible. But, finally, the night ended and Troye and I were headed to our joint room.

"Thank God that's over" I breathed, plopping onto the air mattress.

"You can say that again" I copied his actions and plopped onto my own bed. I suddenly sat up, remembering one of the fake stories he told.

*20 minutes earlier*

"You know what this reminds me of, Con? That one time we went camping"

Great. I thought. Another made-up, embarrassing story.

"Back in middle school, t=our grade went on a camping trip, and since Connor and I are such great friends, we decided to share a tent with each other. Connor was compleatly afraid of the outdoors. he thought we were going to get mauled by a bear."

Every one started to laugh as my cheeks began to burn and his fake story.

"So me being a good friend, re assured him everything was going to be alright. We went to sleep, but I guess Connie Frannie here got scared over night, because when I woke up? He was curled into my side. It was adorable"

Everybody let out an 'awwwe' then continued to play the game. God, i was so going to get him back.

*End of flashback*

"Troye"

"what the hell do you want?" he questioned, obviously annoyed.

"What the hell was that whole camping story about? You fucking embarrassed me in front of my family!"

"That was the point, dumb ass."

"You're such a dick."

"Ditto" I rolled my ears and laid back against my headboard, scrolling through tumblr.

Honestly, I didn't mind being here with Troye, it's just the whole concept of acting nice around him. As long as he doesn't tease me or make fun of me, I'm cool.

I promised myself that I'd at least try to make an effort to bond with him, maybe try to be genuinely nice to him. And maybe - just maybe - this whole 'being nice to each other' thing won't just be an act anymore.

But that's a long shot.

Granted, he probably will be a dick to me - no doubt about it - but it doesn't hurt to be genuinely nice, does it?

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"Jesus fucking Christ, Connor wake the hell up!" I felt something plop on top of my, barley missing my face. He threw a damn pillow at me.

"what" I groaned in response. I rolled over to check my phone and noticed the time. "Why the hell did you wake me up at 4 am on a Saturday?"

"Your damn cat is scratching at the door. Shut it up please"

"It has a name" I slowly got up and wobbled towards the door to reveal a black and white cat. "And it's Sam"

"Well tell Sam to shut it" I rolled my eyes and bent town to grab Sam.

"Awh Sam come here" I grabbed the cat, who was still standing at the door, and brought him over to my bed. "You can sleep in here"

"I swear to God, if that cat even sets foot on my bed, I will throw it out the window"

I rolled my eyes, Troye was always such a dog person, he never showed much Interest in small animals such as cats. "Why do you hate cats so much?"

"They're disgusting. Now please let me sleep" he groaned and shuffled around in the bed. Genuinely confused as to why he could hate such adorable creatures, I shrugged it off and drifted back to sleep.

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The weekend flew by fast. Now I only have one week left on junior year. Then I'll be a senior.

As if things at school couldn't get worse, they did. Word started to spread around that Troye was staying with me, and endless amounts of reasons as to why started to spread around the school.

'Do you think they're dating?' '

I heard Troye's gay.. maybe his parents kicked him out'

'guys, Troye is just so in love with Connor that he wanted to stay with him'

'Troye's house caught on fire'

The rumors were spreading like a wildfire, and soon enough, the entire school knew that Troye is staying in the Franta household.

"So is it true?" I heard an oh-so-familiar voice say as he sat down.

"is what true, Tyler?"

"is Troye Mellet really staying with you?"

"Yes" I whispered, even though there was no point; everybody knew. Tylers eyes widened, I could practically see the gears in his head turning, connecting the dots to all the rumors he has heard.

"Wait, so did his parents actually kick him out? Why is he staying with you?" I rolled my eyes, I really wasn't in the mood to answer any questions about Troye.

"No - his parents and siblings are in Australia for a couple of months, so he's staying with us... The worst part is that we have to pretend to be best friends in front of my family" I sighed, closing my eyes in frustration.

"then why don't you tell your family you hate each others guts?" he questioned, and before he even gave me a chance to reply, he quickly realized the answer. "Right, Your parents are friends... Okay, so why don't you two grow some balls and actually befriend each other again?"

I chuckled, "Tyler, I know. I want to do that, and I'm trying. I just don;t think he'll ever want to be my fri-" I noticed how Tyler looked straight behind me, eye's widened and his hands shaking. "he's standing behind me, isn't he?" I immediately tensed up.

"no-no but he's coming over here" i slowly turned around, and sure enough there he was. Troye was making his way through the lunch room and right over to my table.

This was going to be fun

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i don't have an authors note, sorry xx

OKAY BUT I MET CONNOR AND HES BEAUTIFUL AND AWESOME AND HE SMELT REALLY GOOD AND HE'S SO SHORT ITS ADORABLE AND I CRIED AND GKDNSWHBFUDSBFUFUVWE IT WAS PERFECT

- C