ambivalent • a tronnor au ✔️

Chapter 2

"Wait, explain this to me again?" I sat down at the couch as my mom explained to me what my 'big surprise' was. To her I should be happy, but I'm anything but happy. I'm pissed.

"Troyes family has to go back to Australia to take care of their passing grandmother. Considering he's the only one of the 4 siblings not homeschooled, he needs to stay here for a couple of months"

"Why can't he just stay the week, just to finish school then fly to Australia?"

"It's not that easy, Con. Tickets are expensive. they're already spenind a fortune on flying the rest of the family over there. They're going to be in Australia for awhile, so he's going to stay here with us. Aren't you happy?"

No

"Of course I'm happy!" I pulled off my best fake smile. I hated lying to my parents, but I didn't want the relationship between Troye and I to get in the way of our parents friendship. They've been friends since Troye and I were babies, they always thought Troye and I would be great friends, but they thought wrong.

My mom and dad are best friends with the Mellets, I wouldn't want them to break apart like Troye and I did. So we agreed to keep it a secret from them.

After some time, my mom finally bought my fake smile and dismissed me to clean up my room, considering Troye and I will be roommates for the next 2 months. Fun.

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There was a knock at the door, followed by the friendly screeches of my mom and Mrs.Mellet. "Thank you again for letting Troye stay with you, I know it's such short notice but I really do appreciate it." The voice of Laurelle echoed through the house.

"Of course, Troye is always welcomed here. I know how much Troye and Connor adore each other!" Oh if you only knew. I sighed loudly before practically dragging myself out of my room. The worst part is I had no time to prepare myself for this. My mom could have told me weeks ago that Troye would be staying with us, but instead she decided to tell me last minute.

I started to walk down the stairs, mentally preparing myself to come face to face with the boy I have acknowledged in weeks. I threw on my fakest smile and turned the corner.

"Troye boy!" I yelled, knowing how much he hates that nickname. He gave me the look of the devil as he replied with:

"Connie Frannie!" I walked closer to Troye, embracing him in a hug, snickering to myself. "I hate that name" he whispers in my ear so I could only hear.

"Yeah I know" I snicker, pulling away from him.

The next ten minutes were filled with death glares and fake smiles coming from both Troye and I. Finally, it was time for Laurelle say goodbye to her son. With a single tear escaping her eye, she embraced Troye in a hug.

"Bye Troye. Oh god I'll miss you so so so so much" she kept repeating while giving Troye hugs and kisses, absolutely embarrassing him beyond belief. I tried to hold in my laughter. Seeing Troye be embarrassed by his mom is something I'd definitely want to see again.

"Bye Mom. Love you too" As the door closed, the tension in the room started to build up. Troye was awkwardly standing by the door with his luggage as my mom and I sat on the couch.

"okay. I'm going to start dinner, Connor, why don;t you bring Troye up to your room?" I sighed and nodded my head, motioning for Troye to follow me.

The quick walk to my room was silent and awkward, with only the sound of Troye's luggage rolling on the floor. "well, here's our room" I opened the door and motioned for him to come in.

"Hasn't changed since 5th grade, I see?" I rolled my eyes at his comment and decided to ignore it. He hasn't even been here a day and I already want to rip his guts out. "So, if I'm sleeping on the bed, where are you sleeping?"

"oh hell no. You're sleeping on the air mattress, I'm sleeping on my bed." I corrected, flopping onto my bed. He groaned in response as he set this things on the air mattress. The room was silent. I didn't know what to say or do, so I decided to break the silence and speak. "Congrats by the way"

"for what?"

"I heard you came out today"

"you heard about that? oh"

"Yeah, not an easy thing to do."

"How would you know? You've never done it." I sat up in confusion as he continued to talk "You never had to come out to your family and friends. Perks of being straight, I guess"

"Troye, what are you talking about?" Now I was really confused. He thinks I'm straight? really? "Troye, I'm gay. I came out last year." I looked over to the air mattress he was currently laying on, his eye widened.

"Oh" was all he said. "I'm sorry, I didn't know"

"it's okay.. It's not your fault. But like I said, congratulations."

"Thank. I guess"

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That was probably the most I have talked to Troye since 5th grade. Surprisingly, it didn't turn into a fight, like all our conversations do. Dinner was awkward to say the least, the only conversation being between my mom and my siblings.
"Troye, Connor, you too have barley said a word to each other. Are you alright?" I looked over at Troye, whose eyes widened.
"Y-yeah we're fine" he replied with a shaky voice.
"Yes mom, we're fine. Still great friends like always"
Pretending to no hate Troye was exhausting. I was ready for summer to be over before it even started.

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Heyo! Wattpad is being annoying, so it wasn't publishing right. But here's chapter 2 like I promised.

Don't expect chapter 3 for awhile. Ily!
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