ambivalent • a tronnor au ✔️

Chapter 30

"How ya holding up?"  Troye asked, placing a cup of coffee in front of me.

"it hurts like a bitch, Troye. This icepack isn't going to solve anything." The amount of pain I'm in is completely and utterly unreal. I took several hits to the stomach, so an icepack won't work.

"okay, well I can get you some pain pills and we need to make sure you go from ice to heat; so I'll also get you a heating pad." Troye stood up, patting his pockets for his car keys. "Shit, Con have you seen my keys?"

"Please don't leave me here alone and in pain. I'll text my mom and ask her to pick them up."  He let out a sigh of relief and sat back down. "Thank you for the coffee, by the way" I smirked, taking a sip of the delightful drink. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and began to text my mom, asking her to pick up the pills and heating pad.

After I pressed send, I set down my phone and looked at Troye. His head was in his hands , the sound of sniffles filling up the room.

"Tro?" I asked, trying to get his attention. "Tro are you okay?" His head shot up, revealing his tear stained face and puffy red eyes. "babe, what's wrong?"

"I-" he started, taking a moment to figure out exactly what he wanted to say. "I feel so bad that I couldn't help you as Joe hit you, Con. I tried to break free from Caspars grip, but it was too strong. He made me watch you get beaten up, Con! And let me tell you something, Being force to see the person you love get beat up is a horrible experience, and I never want to see it again"

He kept talking, but I stopped listening. Did Troye just say what I think he said? The person you love get beat up.

My eyes widened, he seemed to notice the change expression on my face, so he stopped talking.

"Con? You alright?"

"You- you said you love me" I whispered, surely he couldn't hear.

"Come again? I can't hear you."

"You said you love me" I repeated, this time louder. His face dropped and durned beat red.

"Wh- when did I say that?"

"You said 'Being force to see the person you love get beat up is a horrible experience' Troye. Person you love?"  I didn't know what my emotions were. I was ecstatic, confused, and shocked to say the least.

Troye took a deep breath and looked down at his hands. "I guess there's no point in hiding it" He mumbled, still focused on his hands.  "Yes, Connor Joel, I love you. And before you say anything, yes I know it's incredibly early for this shit, hell we've been dating for less than a month and I'm already saying I love you? But I guess, I've known you all my life, so I feel we have an exception when it comes down to love. Connor, I've always known I felt something different for you since 7th grade,  but I always blocked out those feelings because I didn't want to admit that I was gay. Now we're seniors, Connor, that's like 5 years of liking you, so yeah I love you.

And I get if you don't love me back, hell, I wasn't planning on saying that I loved you until I was certain that you loved me too. "

"Troye" I called out, trying to stop him, but he kept talking.

"And I know there's some conflict with Tyler at the moment, but he was the one who helped me realize that I do, in fact love you and-"

He kept talking, but now I wasn't listening, I was trying to get his fucking attention. "Troye" I stated a little louder, still nothing.

"And I mean, I know everything is moving too fast, so if you're not comfortable, we can slow down and never mention this again, or we can go our separate ways and go back to being friends,"

Now he was just talking nonsense, I had to put this to a stop and tell him that I, in fact, love him too. "Troye!" I practically yelled again, finally getting him to stop talking and look up.  "Troye, listen to me. I know how stressed you are that you just confessed your love to me, but you need to stop stressing. Troye, I get it's too early, but you made a good point, we've known each other for our entire lives, so I think we should have an exception when it comes to love. That's why I'm going to tell you this, Troye; I love you too"

His face lit up like a kid on Christmas, like a wife seeing his husband for the first time since he got home from the war. It was complete and utter happiness. "Y-you love me?"

"yes, Troye. And I was so afraid to tell you, because I was scared you were going to run off on me." I paused, after seconds of debating if I should tell him about the dream, I finally caved in. "Remember how I said I was having a bad dream and Tyler woke up? That dream was about you. I told you that I loved you and you ran off. I've been so terrified of losing you again, Troye. It's happened 3 times before, and I don't want it to happen again. "

"Connor, I would never run off on you" He smiled, walking over to me. "I don't know what I'd do with myself if that were to happen."  He held his hand out for me, which I gladly took. I winced in pain as I stood up, but I ignored it, because right now all that matters is the boy standing in front of me.  "I love you, Connor Joel Franta" he whispered, placing a kiss on my temple.

"And I love you, Troye Sivan Mellet."

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**IMPORTANT A/N**

Hey all! So as you know, I'm writing another fic after this one is done (which is like, idk, 2-3 more chapters.)

 

I counted the votes from the last chapter and the top 2 were the High School Au and the Troye being famous AU.

 

I like both ideas, but considering the 'Troye being famous' AU has more votes, I'm going to do that.... BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT I NEED TO KNOW SOMETHING.

 

Would you want me to do the fic where Troye is famous, and for some reason attends Connor's high school? That way I'm combining the top 2 to make everyone happy?

 

Comment 'yes' or 'no'

also sorry for the short chapter

 

Thank you! Love you all! xx