as we are // tronnor

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Troyes pov

I heard a quiet knock on the door.

Connor.

"Come in," I answered quietly, looking down and fiddling with my hands.

Connor walked in, slowly.

I could tell he was confused and that he was trying to take it all in.

"Troye? What happened?" His words came out shaky and breathy.

I forced myself to look him in the eyes.

I nodded my head, indicating for him to sit down next to me on the bed.

He sat, his face pale.

"Connor, I have heart cancer."

A single tear fell down my cheek.

Two tears fell down Connors cheek.

"Oh Troye," he whispered so quietly I could barley hear him.

In that moment he looked small, fragile.

He leaned into my chest.

I felt his body shake in my arms and I heard his sobs.

I held him there for what felt like hours.

We both cried.

Nothing else mattered in the world then this moment.

After a while he pulled away, wiping his tears.

His nose was red and his eyes were puffy from crying.

"How long do you have?" he asked, sniffing.

"Three years, they expect." I replied, wiping my own tears.

Connor just cried again.

"It's not fair," he told me. "You're only 16. You don't deserve this, Troye," he fumed, leaning back into my chest. I stoked his hair, silent tears falling down my face.

"No one deserves this, Con. But this the way it is. And we're gonna have to learn how to deal with it for now."

I kept stroking his head until his sobs subsided.

...

They let me out of the hospital a week later.

I had new meds, new restrictions of what I could and couldn't do.

I had a new tumor, a new doctor.

It was coming back.

I was sick again.

But I had to live through it.

Connor was coping okay.

I went to his house every other day.

We snuggled and watched movies.

We went on long walks and hikes, and soon, I began to recover.

I was more active now and I kept taking my meds.

My doctor finally told me that I could do anything I wanted, except for super thrilling activities, like sky diving, roller coasters etc.

I mean, I wasn't planning on sky diving anytime soon.

I became more and more normal as the weeks went by.

I didn't have very much pain.

My cancer wasn't gonna ever go away, but soon, it became no more then a little thought in the back of my mind.