Chapter 28

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"Tyler!" I screamed-whispered, pushing him away from me. "Tyler, what the hell? I tell you that I love Troye and what do you do? You kiss me?"

"Connor, I-"

"I'm having a real problem here, Tyler, and you're not making it any better!" To say I was pissed was an understatement. Tyler, my best friend, just kissed me after I told him that I love Troye. Who does that?

"Connor! I'm sorry! I was just caught up in the moment  an-"

"Caught up in the moment? Caught up in the moment? What moment? I was talking about how I love Troye, what part of that made you 'caught up in the moment,' Tyler?"  I can't believe I'm actually having the conversation right now. It's ridiculous.  

"I'm sorry, Connor! Just please don't tell Troye, please?"  Just by the way his voice sounded, I could tell that he was actually sorry, he felt bad.

"fine" I sighed "but don't let it happen again."

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" he launched himself at me, wrapping his arms around me.

"You're welcome, Ty. Now please, can we sleep again?" I questioned, pulling away from him and laying down.

"Yeah." He chuckled, going back to his sleeping position. "Oh, and Connor?"

"Hmm?"

"About that whole Troye thing, don't worry too much. I'm sure things will work out in the end."

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There was guilt, and so much of it. I know Tyler was the one to kiss me, but I felt so so so SO guilty. Troye is my boyfriend, yet I was kissed by another boy. Not to mention by my best friend. I wanted to tell Troye everything that happened last night, but I promised Tyler that I wouldn't.

As much as I enjoy being around Tyler, I just think I shouldn't hang out here too much longer, just for the fact that I feel mildly uncomfortable around him.

As of right now, it's 8AM and all of us are awake. I wanted to get out of there as soon as possible, and the sooner – the better.

"Con, you okay?" Troye asked, probably noticing the discomfort in my face. Here's my chance, here's my ticket out of here.

"No, not really. I feel a bit queasy. Do you think we could head back now?"

"Now? Con it's not even 9am!" Tyler exclaimed, confused by my response.

"Sorry, Ty. I just don't feel good. I'll um- I'll text you" I quickly grabbed my things and started for the door, Troye not following far behind. "Bye!" I called out one last time before walking outside.

The ride back to Troye's was silent. We had previously agreed on coming here after Tylers. As I pulled into the driveway, Troye immediately got out of the car without saying a word, and walked inside.

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