sept - drowning

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French verses by sivansgirlorboy

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It was harder to breathe and Troye's muscles were tense, his face going numb and his body aching as he flapped his arms up and down to surface up on the swimming pool.

There was water in his throat and lungs as he surfaced up, breathing sharply and catching a glimpse of everyone having fun or either splashing water at each other.

"Je vais mourir, aidez moi! (I am gonna die, help me!) ," Troye shouted out in his choked out voice, water filling his nostrils as he tried to wave his hands around.

But of course, the boys around him could not understand the fluent french he was shouting in so they just looked at him and some of them resumed doing whatever they were doing.

But then Mitch was the one who saw Troye disappear in the nine feet deep water again and he placed a hand on Scott's chest as he said,

"Guys, I think... Troye is drowning."

"Fuck," Olly muttered as he saw some bubbles arise where Troye was shouting for help and they all had a horrified look on his face.

"I thought that he knew swimming," Joey said, shrugging as everyone gave him a look.

"You should have listened to him when he said no, he was saying no for a reason, you stupid," Scott said, scornfully looking at Joey.

"We gotta go underwater and save him," Olly suggested as all the boys looked at each other.

"Well, none of us know how to swim underwater," Tyler pointed out.

"We should have thought of that before pushing the poor boy into the water, we are basically bullying him," Connor said.

"If we don't do something quickly, he is gonna die, he is already so thin and looks so weak..." Tyler said softly, worry flashing on everyone's eyes as the realisation drowned upon them.

"We are gonna get arrested for killing him," Adam pointed out.

"Not us all, only Joey," Tyler said as Joey just placed his hands up in defense.

"Who is gonna get arrested?" A deep, husky voice asked as all the boys turned their heads to the voice, the boy with hazel eyes and cigarette tucked between his pink lips looking at them and demanding for an answer.

"Oh, hi Jacob, we were just... You never come to the house gatherings, why are you here now?" Mitch asked with a fake smile.

"Dan and Phil are fucking their brains out in the next bedroom and it was better to stroll outside than hear Dan screaming Daddy," Jacob said monotonously.

If someone else would have been telling this to them, they would have all snickered and passed some sexual comments but it was Jacob, so they remained silent plus the situation was not the time to make sexual comments about.

"Oh," Connor said.

"But anyways what did you guys do to get arrested?" Jacob asked.

"Joey pushed the french guy into the swimming pool without even knowing that he did not know swimming and now the boy has drowned and none of us know how to swim underwater and he is gonna get killed and we are gonna get arrested," Olly blurted out.

"Joey is gonna get arrested," Tyler corrected Olly.

Jacob's face displayed an angry expression as his eyes flickered over to Joey and he asked,

"What the fuck is wrong with you Joey? You should have at least asked Troye before pushing him into the water," Jacob yelled at him angrily before scoffing and getting his shirt off quickly and diving underwater.

All the other boys got out of the swimming pool and everyone was angrily whispering at Joey who kept on saying that he was sorry and that he did not know.

Jacob swam underwater, the thin french boy lying down on the tiled base of the swimming pool.

Jacob swam near the boy and scooped him up in his arms before surfacing on the swimming pool again and keeping Troye's head above water, trying to feel his heart beat as he swam towards the edge.

He got out of the swimming pool, placing the cold body on the green grass and hurriedly placing his fingers on the artery in Troye's wrist to feel a pulse.

There was a very faint pulse constriction and distension and Jacob felt a little relieved as he tried to rub patterns on the boy's chest to try and wake him up but after ten minutes of trying it, it still did not work.

"I think he needs CPR," Connor said, standing behind with the rest of the boys.

"I don't even know why I trusted you guys with this new boy, I knew something like this was gonna happen especially because he can't speak english," Jacob breathed heavily as he pumped Troye's chest, loosening his clothes.

"I said, I am sorry Jacob, I did not do it purposely-" but before Joey could even complete his sentence, Jacob glared at him with red, angry eyes and said,

"Just get out of my sight before I knock you out, Joey."

Joey did as he was said before Jacob looked at the thin boy in front of him, his pulse still continuing as he tilted the boy's head back a little, opening his mouth wide and started giving him CPR.

Jacob was not the type of guy to give you CPR the day he meets you so the boys of the house found it a little odd because Jacob was usually the jerk and had a heart made of stone, hurting people's feelings and taking advantage of them.

"Wake up, please," Jacob mumbled softly, continuing to give the boy artificial breathing and beat his chest.

And then Troye let out a coughing fit, fluttering his wet eyes open as the curls fell on his forehead.

Jacob gave a huge smile at the boy.

"Je suis au paradis maintenant? Je suis mort? (Am I in heaven now? Have I died?) ," Troye said weakly, coughing in between as his eyes stay interlocked with Jacob's hazel ones.

Jacob gave a quiet chuckle, holding the boy in his arms as he said to him, "I don't understand a word you said now but I am so happy to see that you are alive."

He hugged the boy who was already freezing but Troye still managed a weak smile, nonetheless.

"Thank you," Troye said softly against Jacob's ears and Jacob smiled widely. This was the first time someone had thanked Jacob in so many years and he liked how it rolled off Troye's tongue in his slight french accent and cute little voice.

He may have been a jerk earlier to Troye but he did not know why but his heart did have a soft spot for the french guy with blue eyes and soft curls cascading down his forehead as well as a rosy bronze blush on his cheek.

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Yes, i updated again

I also updated an one shot in my 'divide' tracob oneshots book so check it out pls ty

I love u guys and stay lovely and safe and beautiful as well as protected

Ily x

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