The golden rays hid behind the misty blue sky. I could feel my heart racing. The anticipation was agonising. I had missed him. Am I allowed to miss someone I've only met? I mean, I've known about him for years and I've talked to him through the Internet but I had never been able to feel his touch on my neck or observe his sapphire eyes that opened the way to his soul. It was pure, innocent and untainted.
Silver speckles sparkled through his usual baby blue eyes. His brunette curly hair was covered by a black quilted beanie and the corners of his lips began to pull as his cheekbones softened and his teeth shined through.
I could feel a sea of anxiety building up in my stomach and could feel my nerves tingling like being tickled with a small feather. His eyes gently slid away and mine soon followed.
He dropped his checked backpack and wrapped his lanky arms around my collar and my hands responded by reaching around his thin waist. He was fragile. I pulled him in for a tight hug and we both quickly released.
"You need to show me around". He spoke with a rough Australian accent. And oh how it sent shivers through every one of my arm hairs.
I tried to hide how much he affected me by laughing in between sentences.
"I've an idea! Why don't we do a video together?"
What was I saying? I knew this would create an uprising within our fan bases but I couldn't help myself. I couldn't filter my speech, especially around him.
He slurred that it was a great idea and we returned to my apartment. Whilst he set up the lighting I couldn't help but peer at him. His scraggy hair was desperately trying to escape from his beanie and his black t-shirt was emphasising his scrawny upper body. His skinny long legs stretched out of the dark denim skinny jeans where they rolled up. Oh! And how could I forget his cute little butt that comforted his jeans as they hugged his figure.
"Let's go" he said aloud as he clapped his large hands together. We sat on the soft leather couch and began to record.
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The warmth of his breath hit against my now soaking neck. My knees became weak and I fell on top of his weak structure. His hand knotted in my fluffy lavender hair and the other cupped my cheek.
I could feel the apprehension building up and I know it's came to the point where I can't sit back like a little schoolgirl anymore. My hands grip his beanie off and latch on to his hair. I can feel his chest against mine and our pulses start to race.
His soft pink bottom lip pursed tightly over mine while my hands caressed his neck up to his flush cheek. I could feel the intense warmth radiating off him and my tongue glided into his mouth.
He followed my lead and his tongue flicked against mine as he swerved around and ended up on top of my much stronger upper body.
His legs twist around mine and I can feel his cotton socks against my ankles.
*Dingdong*
Our tongues continue to dance in our mouths fighting for dominance. I could taste mint from the gum he always seems to chew and as I look up, his eyes are closed in passion.
"I have to get the door". I dreadfully break away from our intense moment and walk towards the door whilst grabbing the money on the counter. After a quick transaction I look back at Troye and try to find his eyes but he refuses to give in.
Silence fell upon the room and an awkward sense occupied my living room.
I couldn't help but begin to cackle at his lazy posture. He began to giggle and the tension loosened.
"Let's pretend it never happened?" I said even though I knew that I would hold the memory forever. His bottom lip covered his top as he pouted but then his reassuring eyes lightened up and he agreed.
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We're My OTP: Troyler
Fanfiction(Sneak peek) 'The warmth of his breath hit against my now soaking neck. My knees became weak and I fell on top of his weak structure. His hand intertwined in my fluffy lavender hair and the other cupped my cheek.'
