Bite//Tronnor

C H A P T E R- S I X T E E N

C O N N O R

A silence feel on us. Neither speaking a word.

Did I really say that?

We continued with our eyes looking over the ocean. Waves crashing, seagulls flying, the faint sound of the restaurant near-by.

The scene was like something taken right out of a movie. We stood closer than normal friends would. I had a million thoughts racing my mind, but the most reoccurring one was 'Does he really like me?'

"Oh." I turned to face him. He looked deep in thought. Eyebrows furrowed with his lips slightly parted. His lips..

"Con?" He turned to face me. I looked into his big blue eyes, our faces dangerously close. I wish we could stay in this moment. Even if we aren't touching in anyway. Just Troye and I being here alone was enough.

"Yeah?" All thoughts of Mark disappeared from my mind as I looked at Troye. Troye's lips, his birthmark beneath his eye. The way his hair curls and falls on his forehand. His big blue eyes that I could look at forever. Him. Now I realize that I want him. I need him.

I cupped right hand lightly on his cheek. He slowly leaned his head in, as I did the same. Right before our lips met, our eyes met. And he gave me a 'are-you-sure-about-this?' look. I was sure.

I closed my eyes and I felt his soft lips over mine. It was slow and innocent. His hands went to hold the back of my neck.

When I couldn't hold my breathe any longer, I pulled away from him. A huge grin over took his face. I smiled back and began to kiss him again. This time more heated. He ran his hands through my hair as I pulled him closer to me. This turned into a full on make out session.

I don't know how long we stood there, kissing. It felt like time had stopped. I couldn't comprehend anything. All I thought of was the color blue and the lips pressed against mine.

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We went home after the sun set. What happened today after the kiss was a blur. But I do know is we sat on the sand, hand in hand with my head leaning on his watching the waves crash against each other.

The car ride home was quiet, but not uncomfortable. Our hands stayed connected throughout the drive. Mark wasn't home, which made me happy because now it was just Troye and I alone.

We now lay on my bed. Troye with his head on my shoulder as I scroll through Tumblr. I didnt pay attention to what I was scrolling by. I wasn't thinking of all the stuff I had been stressing about days ago. I was thinking of Troye. Troye and I together. I fantasied of us being together. Waking up with him by my side each morning.

I turned to see if he was still awake. But his eyes where closed and his breathing was steady. I smiled and kissed his forehead before putting my laptop on the ground, pulling up a blanket for us and I laid down to sleep.

~~~

I woke up when I felt someone lightly kissing along my jaw. I was confused for a moment before remembering yesterday and how Troye and I feel asleep.

"Troye, stop. I'm tirredd." I moaned out. The kissing stopped and I opened my eyes to see not Troye, but Mark.

"Troye left an hour ago." My eyes went wide. Oops..

"Why did you say his name?" He slightly raised his voice.

"I-I didnt say Troye. I said boy. Like, boi?" He became angry, and stood up from the bed.

"I knew it. I knew you would end up with him but I don't get why. He's just some skinny pale stick. He doesn't deserve you." I got up from my bed and tried to calm him down.

"No! He doesn't deserve you! I do!" His face became red and he looked like his head was about to explode.

"Calm down, Mark! Stop acting like a five year old!"

"No! You are. Your such a slut. Going around with other men. Wait until your "fans" find out." He stormed out of my house.

Oh no.

He was going to tell everyone. He was going to tell them I was gay, that I'm supposedly with Troye, and might also spread rumors that I was a slut.

Oh no no no.

I did the first thing that came to mind. I called Troye. I told him that Mark was going to tell the fans about everything. I also knew he would get them to believe him because he had taken pictures and videos from when we first started dating. When I first thought he was a normal, a completely sane person. But apparently he's not.

"What caused him to do this?" Troye asked me. I didn't want to tell him it was because I moaned his name when Mark was trying to seduce me.

"Um, he just-just randomly started saying this. I don't know?" I hoped he would believe me.

"Oh, how strange. Is there any way to stop him?" He asked me.

"No." I heard him sigh from the other side of the phone.

"Then you have to tell them. You have to before he does."

Those words stuck in my head as I turned on the camera. As I introduced myself in the video. As I explained how I felt. And as I pressed the upload button.

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HAI
SO I feel like I ended this chapter in a weird place?? Eh. A bit of a mini cliff hanger sorta not really
It's 12:40 am, so it's technically Sunday which means this counts as an update on time yea yea
I WENT ICE SKATING YESTERDAY IT WAS SO COOL I DIDNT EVEN KNOW MY TOWN HAD A SKATING RINK
I fell 2937479201 times tbh.
I have another fanfic BLUE up you should go read. It's pretty rad, I guess.
If you don't already know, next chapter is Wednesday. So GET READY.
ALSO MY MOM IS GETTING ME YOUTUBER MERCH FOR CHRISTMAS IM JUST AKLLGLRKELWO
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