American Boy (Tracob) [COMPLETED]

twelve

jacobs pov

me troye and nicole were walking back from starbucks as they chatted away laughing and smiling while i walked beside them.

they havent stopped talking the whole way to starbucks, at starbucks, and from starbucks.

all i hear is laughing and giggling, and troye hasn't talked to me yet.

"troye?" i called.

he turned around, "yeah babe?"

"can i talk to you?" i asked.

he looked at nicole then looked at me.

he walked towards me and i walked him to a little alley way close by.

"why are you ignoring me?" i asked.

"what? im not ignoring you?" he confused look was held on his face.

"you haven't talked to me the whole time since Nicole showed up." i said.

"oh. i'm sorry." he apologized.

"did i do something wrong?" i asked.

"what!? no no you didn't do anything wrong." troye said.

i sighed. "okay."

he smiled softly, and grabbed my hand.

"i love you, okay?" he looked into my eyes.

i got lost in his beautiful blue eyes.

"okay." i paused.

"i love you too."

he smiled, and kissed my lips quickly. he enlocked our fingers together and we walked back to nicole. troye walked by my side as we held hands.

"you two are so cute i can't even." nicole smiled.

i looked at him and admired his beauty. he's beautiful. i love him. so much. i'm so lucky to have him.