Roommates// a Troye Sivan and Connor Franta fanfiction {ON HOLD}

Twenty Five

Connor's POV

His hands were covered in cuts. Lots of cuts.

What do I do!!!

I quickly grab my phone from my pocket and type in 911.

"911 whats your emerg-"

"I walked in my friends room and his hands are covered in cuts and he is unconscious. I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO."

"Calm down hun..whats your name."

"Connor. Connor Franta.

"And where are you right now."

"96 Westmouth Drive." (Made up address)

"Ok stay calm, help is on the way."

I hung up. Frantically walking around the room waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

When they arrived they took Troye in the ambulance and thankfully allowed me to sit in the truck.

Damn.

Troye's POV

I swear one more time I wake up in the hospital....

Connor's POV

I cant stand this anymore...

I cant stay with Troye like this.

I feel like the more I stay with him, the more he gets hurt.

So its final. Im going to leave Troye.

Troye's POV

I was let out of the hospital today.

Connor wanted to meet with me for some reason..

I don't know why though..

As I reach the cafe I see Connor sitting in a booth near the back of the cafe.

"Hello?" I say.

"Troye. We need to talk."

"Ok???"

"You need to get out of my life"

"What?"

"You are ruining my life and I want you to leave me alone"

"B-but I thought we had something"

"Thought. I don't give a fuck about you."

"What the fuck?!? You bitch."

"Leave."

"I hate you, Connor." I say as I get up and leave.

I really hate him.

Connor's POV

WHYYYYYY CONNOR WHYYY

Troye's POV

Revenge.

Thats what I need.

Revenge.

And I know exactly what I need to do.

I dial in the phone number.

"Hello?"

"Is this Ash?"

"Yes, why?"

"Connor's ex, yeah?"

"Yup. Who is this?"

"My name is Troye. Troye Sivan. And I need your help with something."

Hey guys!!

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Im sorry I am such a slow updater but I am so busy these days and yeah...

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