T R O Y E
I don't understand how Mark could have done that. I always thought he was...odd.
Connor and I cuddled on his couch after watching tv. I had managed to keep him off all social media sites last night and this morning.
"Can we do something?" He looked at me.
"What could we possibly do at ten in the morning?" He seemed to think about it for a second, before his face lit up.
"We could, bake something?" He grinned. I rolled my eyes and sighed before snuggling closer to him.
"I don't want to get up." He playfully shoved me before getting up.
"With or without you, I'm going to make..something." It was clear he had no idea what to make, and if he did come up with something, he probably won't know how to make it. Knowing he would just make a mess( and likely burn the food) without me, I got up and agreed to help him.
"Ok, now..what should me make?" We then decided on the totally original idea of making a cake, and cookies from scratch. Connor couldn't decide whether he wanted cake or cookies, so we are going to make both. Probably not the best idea.
"Um..I think that's to much water.." I had added a cup of water to the cake mix.
"No, no. It's fine." I said with fake confidence," I think.." Connor then took out a big bag of flour, making some drop out in the process.(A Work In Progress Hardback By Connor Franta out now ;) )
"Connor! Now we have to clean this up." I murmured. I turned to get something to clean it with when I felt something hit my back.
"Wha-" I turned back around just in time for a hand full of flour to be thrown at my chest. I looked at Connor and saw a smirk on his face. No one throws flour at me without getting hit back.
"Oh no you don't," I grabbed some called flour from the counter top and flung it at him. It landed mostly in his hair. I covered my mouth to keep from laughing at his appearance. His hair was now white, along with half his face.
He laughed and ran to the other side of the kitchen. I grabbed more flour and chased him. After a couple steps, I failed to remember how some flour hit the ground. I ended up slipping and falling.
"Troye! Oh my god are you ok?" Connor came rushing to my side. I hit the ground pretty hard.
"Um, yeah. I think so.." I looked and saw the pile of flour near my head. As Connor began to apologize, I grabbed it.
"No, it's fine, really."
"You sure? Because we can stop bak-" I cut him off with flour hitting his face.
"Troye!" I laughed and got up. I looked around us and saw the mess that was made. "We should clean before we continue baking." I said, not wanting Connor to slip and fall on flour like I had.
"Yeah." He shook his head, causing flour to fly off. I laughed as a knock came from the door.
" I got it." I walked towards the door as he attempted to clean the mess. Most likely creating even more of a mess.
Another impatient knock came from the door, causing me to yell out," Coming!" And walking faster. I opened the door and saw the face of the one and only Tyler Oakley.
"Um." What in the hell is he doing here?
"Hey, Troye?" He gave me a weird look and I remembered the flour covering me.
"Oh! Sorry, about my appearance. Con and I where..baking." I akwardly smiled.
"Um, I saw what happened to Connor yesterday." Oh.
I stayed silent as I heard Connor call after me asking who was at the door.
Tyler stood akwardly at the doorway. I didn't know if I should invite him in. I knew Connor would get mad.
"So, I was wondering if we could go out, somewhere." What? Is he really asking me to go out with him?
"I don't think now is the best time." I was trying to get him to go away.
"Oh, ok. I get it." He said, but still didn't leave.
"I need to go back, inside. I'll, talk to you later. Maybe" I mumbled the last part and didn't wait for an answer before closing the door. Why would he try talking to me? What does he want?
"Who was it?" Connor asked once I entered the kitchen, the mess now not as bad as it was when I left.
"It was..nothing. Just some kids, accidentally threw..a ball. At the door." He gave me a weird look before throwing me a towel at me.
"Whatever. Now start cleaning, Sivan."
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Oh, and fun fact; someone threw a ball at me today. Now I have a swollen eye.
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