ambivalent • a tronnor au ✔️

Chapter 8

"Connor Joel Franta! Wake your ass up!" The faint sound of my mom calling for me woke me up. Confused, I picked up my phone and looked at the time.

"Shit Shit shit shit" I muttered, quickly getting out of my bed. "Shit, Troye! Wake up! School starts in te-" My sentence was finished for me.

"Ten minutes? Yeah, I know" Confused, I took a quick glance at the boy standing in my door frame. he was wearing his platform converse, skinny jeans, and my sweater with an American Flag imprinted on it.

"Troye what the hell. That's my sweater!"

"Yes, I know. Get your ass out of bed. We have school."

"Why didn't you wake me up?" I questioned, throwing on my black pants and grey sweater.

"cause you looked cute and peaceful sleeping"

There's no doubt that my cheeks turned red at that statement. Cute? He called me cute?

The weird thing is, I wasn't bothered by it. I almost liked it?

"We'll never get to school on time" I panicked, trying to make this conversation less awkward. And of course, me being the idiot I am, failed at doing that when I noticed another article of clothing Troye was wearing.

My beanie.

"hmm, cute" I said, gesturing to his head. Suddenly, I realized what I did and mentally slapped myself.

"Thank you, and I talked to your mom, she's going to drive us today."

The week was coming to a close and it was finally Friday. The last day of Junior year. And I couldn't be more excited.

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"Wait, how about we watch Juno?" Troye stated, obviously being very excited of this particular film.

"Juno? What's that?" I asked, giggling at the name.

"It's my favorite movie! Come on, Con! Watch Juno! For me?" He pouted his lip at the last part, causing me the let out a light laugh.

"How could I say no to that?"

"So you'll watch it with me tonight?" His eyes brightened, filled with hope.

"I'd love to watch Juno with you tonight" I smiled. Immediately he wrapped me in a quick hug.

"Fuck yeah, you're the best, Franta"

Being friend with Troye again was amazing. I absolutely missed having him as a friend, and now that he is, I couldn't be happier.

Troye was that missing puzzle piece. The Puzzle piece that I lost for 7 years, that didn't allow me to finish the puzzle. Now that I'm friends with him again, I have found the puzzle piece that I've been missing. The puzzle piece that compleated the puzzle. And what was the puzzle?

Happiness.

"Okay, I'm going to head to class now. Bye Con! Bye Tyler!" Troye called out, already making his way down the hallway. Tyler turned to me, he mouth ajar and his eyes wide.

"Alright you twink, I totally get that you're finally friends again but" He paused, looking in the direction Troye was walking in then back to me. "You totally like him, don't you?"

Me? Like Troye? What was Tyler smoking? I don't like Troye. Sure, he's an insanely nice person with charming looks, but I could never like him like that.

At least I don't think.

"Tyler, what gave you that crazy idea?" I blurted out, clearly curious as to what Tyler meant.

"Come on, Con. Isn't it obvious? The way you talk to him? The way you look at him? It's almost as obvious as the sun in the sky!"

"Well, clearly it's a cloudy day, Tyler. I don't like Troye like that."

"Whatever you say, twink. We still on for tomorrow?"

"yeah of course!"

Knowing I probably wouldn't see Tyler during summer, considering he's going to Michigan to visit family for the summer, i decided to have an 'end of the school year get together' Where I invite him over and just basically hang out. Considering today is our last day of school, tomorrow would be the perfect time for it.

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"boo" I voice whispered in my ear, causing me to jump and nearly drop all my books in the process.

"Troye, what the fuck?"

"Sorry," Troye stated, but couldn't finish due to his laughter. "You- you should've seen your face!" He yelled. "Priceless"

"I'm sure it was, Troye boy." I giggled along with him as we walked to our final class together.

"Troye boy, eh?" I heard a voice snicker from behind us. "Fuck boy has a name for his boy toy?"

Slowly, i turned on my heels to face the demon behind us. "Caspar, don't you think Troye has put up with enough of your shit? You've already given him a black eye and a bruised jaw. I think it's about time you lay off of him" Trying to stay calm, I took a deep breath and clenched my fist.

"Awe, how cute. Standing up for your boyfriend." The grip on my fist became tighter.

"Caspar, he's not my boyfriend and you know that. Would you please leave us al-" before I could finish, he fist came into contact with my lower stomach. "Fuck!" I yelped, doubling over in pain.

"Connah!" Troye yelled, rushing to my aid. I gave him a thumbs up, signaling that I was okay and we should just get to class. But Troye had other ideas.

"Listen, Caspar. I don't know why you think it's okay to beat us up and bully us. So what if we're gay? We already have enough on our plate, we don't need to add this to the menu. Please, leave us the fuck alone and keep your homophobic slurs to yourself." And with that, Troye grabbed my books off the floor and gestured for me to follow him.

I was smiling eye to eye as we made our way to class. "Holy shit, Troye" I laughed, walking onto the classroom with only seconds to spare. "I'm so fucking proud of you"

"it was about time I stood up to him. But really, i should be thanking you. If it wasn't for you, I would've had the audacity to stand up to him." I gave him a shy smile as my cheeks started to fill with redness. "how's your stomach?"

"it's okay. hurt's like hell, but I'll live" I smirked, turning my attention towards the class.

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The final hour of school seemed to last a life time, but it final came to a close.

As that final bell rung, papers were thrown in the air, tears were shed, cheers were heard, and hugs were given. I turned my attention to Troye who, to my surprise, was already looking at me. His eyes were filled with joy and his smile was wider than a valley.

As if we both shared thoughts, we ran to each other and pulled ourselves into a hug. The smile on our faces never seemed to fade.

"We're seniors, now!" He stated, pulling back from the hug.

"I can't believe it!" I smiled, looking right into his eyes. Suddenly, I felt different.

When I looked in his eyes, I felt like I was looking into the most interesting object in the world. I couldn't seem to break eye contact. I never noticed how full, how beautiful, how blue his eyes are. They were a mere adventure in itself. finally, after what seemed like forever, I broke eye contact and spoke up.

"let's head home, Troye Boy"