spotlight (tronnor au)

for him.//Troye Sivan

Forget all the shooting stars and all the silver moons,
We've been making shades of purple out of red and blue,
Sickeningly sweet like honey, don't need money,
All I need is you
{for him., Troye Sivan}

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TROYES POV

(a/n ik its been a while, right?)

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I  was stressing all day about this,
and about Connor,

He had stayed out all night, and didn't answer any of my calls or texts.

He was distancing himself from me, but I understand why.

I've been at the studio a lot lately, for this one song, about Connor.

It's for Connor, though, just for Connor, and I'm going show it to him today.

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"Troye, we need to talk," is the first thing I hear as I walk into the house, which looks like a whirlwind went through it.

"What the hell happened here, Connor?" I ask, almost dropping my bag with my laptop out of shock. It could have been some crazed fan that broke in, wouldn't be the first time.

"Oh, the mess? Don't mind that, I'll clean it up."

"You did this? What for?"

"Troye, come on, can we stay on topic? I said we need to talk."

That sounds like something I don't want to do, so I swerve around it.

"Connor, I know I've been spending a lot more time at work—"

"Have you? I didn't notice. Troye, you know I have a job too, right? I don't sit around waiting for you anymore."

Okay... I was beginning to get worried about whatever we needed to talk about.

"Connor, that's not what I—"

"Its okay, Troye, no big deal," he says, face blank. "Anyways, we need to t—"

"I've been in the studio," I cut him off. "Because, I was writing you a song."

His face brightens. "What?"

"Here, listen," I sit next to him eagerly and pull out my laptop.

It starts playing and Connor brings his hands to his face, already close to tears.

He laughs when the song gets to "Buying e-cigarettes at the convenience store."

"You remember that?" He laugh-cries.

"Of course," I reply. "We felt like such badasses with those e-cigarettes!"

He starts crying again.

"Troye..."

"Yes, Connor?"

"The world should hear this."

"You think so?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it was so great."

"But, this is for you. It's so personal."

"That's what makes it great, Troye."

We sit in silence for a few moments, then he says,

"If you thought that would get us out of talking, you were wrong."

"Damn."

"Troye, it's about Tyler."

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i figured out what im doing, thanks guys

xx elijah