mischief maker • a tronnor au ✔️

T H I R T E E N

Friends. Fucking Friends. That's what he wants to be? Just friends?

If he wants to be just friends then I have to hide my feelings for him and act like I don't like him. That, or I can get rid of my feelings all together.

Yeah, that sound's good. Let's do that. But how?

Even just seeing Troye will remind me of my pitiful and meaningless crush on the cute, blue eyed, Australian dork. Desperate times call for desperate measures, I guess.

I'll just avoid him at all cost. That'll do the trick.

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"Okay, please tell us what happened last night, Connor." Ingrid pleaded. I haven't talked to her since last night, forcing her to get a ride to school and from the dance from Hannah, which I felt beyond bad for. "Troye's a mess, he keeps saying that he screwed up, but he won't tell us what happened" She further explained.

I let out a sigh, looking around the cafeteria to make sure Troye wasn't anywhere near to overhear. "I ran out of the dance, right?" I began to explain, Hannah and Ingrid leaning in closer so they could hear my quiet tone. "And Troye followed me out. He asked if I was okay" At this Hannah scoffed. "I told him truthfully and told him I was upset. "

"Did you tell him why you were upset?" Hannah inquired, all three of us still on the lookout for Troye. I shook my head.

"I don't even know why I was upset." I explained, letting out an exasperated breath. "I also told him that i- I was jealous." Ingrid gasped and Hannah smiled. "I told him my feelings for him"

"And what did he say? Oh my god this is so exciting!" Ingrid cheered, grabbing Hannahs arm and shaking her in excitement.

"Slow down, Ingrid. I told him that I wouldn't act on the feelings because, well, he said himself that he had his eye on someone and that he isn't looking into any relationships" Ingrids smile dropped immediately, letting go of Hannahs arm she spoke again, this time less excited.

"...and what did he say?"

"He asked if we could just be friends" I explained, my voice lowering in volume. "I got friendzoned"

"That little rat" Hannah muttered, breaking from Ingrids hold and standing up. "Where is he? I'm going to drag his ass over here and tell him to apologize."

"No Hannah! Please don't" I begged, standing up and walking towards her. "I'm kind of trying to avoid him"

"and how is that going to do you any good?" She questioned, anger still present in her features.

"because if the closest thing that I can get to a relationship with Troye is a friendship, then I'll take it. But that requires me to get rid of my feelings for him. Hopefully avoiding him could help with that" I continued to explain.

"Aren't you mad at him, though?" Ingrid questioned, still remaining in her seat.

"pissed, actually" I replied, looking down to her. I began to explain my reasoning behind avoiding him further, when the devil himself decided to make an appearance, greeting us as he took a seat next to Hannah. "I got to go" I stated abruptly, getting up from my seat and dashing to the library.

Avoid avoid avoid I repeated in my head. Avoid the boy with beautiful blue eyes.

Just when I thought I was in the clear, that I could avoid talking to him today, he showed up. That little rat followed me in the damn library.

"Connor? What the hell?" Troye questioned, keeping his voice down as he made his way over to me. "Are you ignoring me?"

I didn't reply, I simply pulled out my phone and began scrolling through tumblr. "God dammit, Connor, you said we were cool! Why are you ignoring me?" I probably should give him some reasoning, shouldn't I? I don't want him thinking I hate him or anything.