The next morning, I wake up smiling. Sleeping in Troye's arms is so comfortable, I don't ever want to leave. Of course, I can't stay here forever, even though I really want to, so I wake Tro up. "Good morning, sleepy head. Did you sleep well?" He looks at me, pretty annoyed with getting up already. But then he smiles, and kisses me. "Better than ever" He says, and we get out of bed. We get dressed, and decide to order breakfast from the hotel. Roomservice knocks the door, and in comes our own little bufé. "Delicious!" Tro says, when we sit and eat. We ordered waffles, pancakes and some fruit. It really is delicious, the perfect beginning on a perfect day.
We meet Tyler in the lobby at 11am. We have two hours to go shopping in the streets of New York, before we have to go to the airport. It's nice, and we have fun, and laugh of each other trying out stupid outfits in expensive stores, posing in them. The two hours pass by just like that, and before we know it, it's time to go to the airport. Good bye, New York, it was fun.
On the plane, Tro is sitting next to me, and Ty is on the other side of the passage in the middle of the plane. When the plane takes off, Troye takes my hand and places a kiss on my lips. I blush and smile like an idiot. People are looking at us, I can feel it. Tyler is asleep already in his seat, and he is snoring pretty loud. Troye laugh at him, and takes a photo. He looks really funny, and I'm sure Tro is going to show it to him and tease him with it, when he wakes up. Ty does that all the time to Tro, so I don't really mind, although I get really pissed, when people do it to me.
After half an hour, Troye is also asleep, with his head on my shoulder. It feels so nice to finally have him back, and I kind of enjoy having him sleeping on my shoulder, it's really cute. When the plane lands, they both wake up from the bump it makes, as the wheels touch the ground. "Hey, by the way, Hannah is throwing a party, and she wanted me to tell you, that you're welcome to join it. I am going" I look at Troye, and he shreds his shoulder and says "I'm okay with it" It has been quiet a while since the last time I was at an actual party, so I tell Ty, that we are in. "Great!" He says, and finds his phone, probably to text Hannah. The plane is standing still, so he is allowed to.
When we finally get through security and check out, it's 11.30pm, and we're all totally exhausted. We throw our luggage into the trunk of our cap and collapse on the back seats. Tyler is in front, but he is sleeping with his head against the window. I am leaning my back against the door, which I have locked, and Troye is lying down on the seats with his head on my lap. There is about 40 min. 'till we're back home, and Troye hasn't slept very much, since he left Aussie, so he is sleeping very heavily. It takes a few minutes, before I start to feel the fatigue make my eyelids heavy, and soon I'm drifting off to sleep.
I wake up by the sound of a discrete cough, and the sound of he driver's voice. "So, we've arrived. Do you want me to help you carry your luggage?" It's is very kind of him, but I thank no. Then I wake up the sleeping beauty in my lap, and we get into my apartment. Funnily enough, we're both perky, and neither of us are ready to go to sleep. "We have no plans for tomorrow except for that party-thingy, so we can sleep as long as we want to anyway" Tro says, as he sits on the couch. I sit next to him, and takes his hand in mine. I place my other hand on his cheek, and look in his eyes. They are so deeply blue, I could disappear in them.
"I have missed you so much" He sighs, and pulls me close. He stops, inches from my face, bites his lips and wait for a second. I can feel his warm, excited breath on my lips. I am really turned on right now, and it tortures me to wait longer to feel his lips pressed against mine, and his fingers down my spine. It is only seconds, but it feels like hours, and I can't take it, so I clear the last distance, and our lips finally meet in an intense kiss, followed by many more. Having been apart has made me cherish his precense, touch and kisses a lot more, than I did before.
I stand up and pull my shirt off. I look at Troye, and laugh silently. He is stuck with his shirt halfway off, I help him getting it all the way off. He undoes my pants, carefully caressing my crotch. I take a deep breath and bite my lip, before pulling them down. Then I undo the buttons in Tro's pants, and he pulls them down too. We look at each other for a second, before eagerly clearing the distance between us. Tro slides his hands down my boxers, grabbing my butt while we make out. I really like it, it turns me on. His hands are all over my body, and I lay him down on the couch, lying on top of him.
He strokes my cheek and looks me in the eyes, smiling, before I start kissing down his neck, proceeding to his erection. I stroke it a bit before putting it in my mouth. I suck it fiercely and ceaselessly, whilst stroking my own erection, until he comes in my mouth. It's quiey salty, but nothing I haven't tried many times before, I am used to the taste of him. I swallow it, and decide to go brush my teeth, before we go to sleep.
The next morning, Troye wakes me up with a kiss, and the look in his eyes is hard to miss. We reexperience the night we had in the hotelroom in New York. Somehow, the befuddling effect his touch has on me doesn't seem to fade with time. I guess that is one of the advantages of being with your soul mate, someone you utterly and unconditionally love. I am extremely happy for that.
Around noon, we decide to go for a picnic on the beach, and enjoy the last summer weather, before fall sets in. It turns out great, and we have a nice time, in a quiet spot we found on the beach. When we get back home, Troye has a meeting with his manager, and I decide to go for a run while he is gone. When he comes back home, It is 8pm, and Hannah's party is in 10 minutes. My impression of it is that it's going to be pretty huge, and with loads of alcohol.
Troye is only 19, but I agree with Ty, that we'll both keep an eye on him, and then we'll let him drink. He is after all a grown up, and can take care of him self. But he can't get too drunk, if the police shows up or anything. We've tried that before, also at Hannah's which didn't end very well, even though Tro wasn't there back then.
I have had a bad head ace all day, and right before Ty comes to pick us up, it increases. I am not up for loud music, loads of people and alcohol today, but I still insist for Tro to go. It'll be good for his social life in the youtube communety, even though I'd rather want him to stay with me. He kisses me fast before leaving, when Ty comes to pick him up. "We'll be back before 4am, I promise!" Ty says with a twinkle in his eyes. I smile at him, and they leave. I know Ty is one of my best friends, but I just don't trust him with Tro, when he is getting drunk.
I fall asleep on the couch an hour later, having a bad nightmare about Tro getting hurt at the party. I wake up, sweaty, trying to calm my fast breathing, and with only one thing on my mind; I have to get to Troye, right now. I hurry up from the couch and into the hall, throwing on my jacket and shoes. I run down a couple streets before seeing a taxi. I signal the driver, and he pulls in to the side. I give him the adress, and after calling both Troye and Tyler on my way to Hannah's, but with no result.
I am suddenly aware that I haven't even looked myself in the mirror before leaving home, and I'm pretty sure my hair is a mess, but honestly, it doesn't really matter to me. I know there will be a lot of people, but I am not going to stay there, I just have to get to Troye, and make sure he's alright. I have a really nasty feeling in my tummy, which is probably why I am freaking out. Something is wrong, I know it.
The cap turns the last corner, and I pay the driver before running to the front door. Inside the speakers are pumping from some sort of remix. When I open the door, the smell of alcohol and pee meets me. For some reason, I always think partys smell kind of like pee, maybe it's because of all the people, I don't know. I push through the crowd and search for a familiar face. There, Hannah is standing in the kitchen, serving drinks. I walk up to her, and she smiles when she sees me. She is drunk, I can tell.
"Hi Connor! I didn't think you were coming" She says and hugs me. "No, I just have to find Troye, have you seen him?" Her smile starts fading. What is it? She points towards the hall. "I think in one of the rooms. My bedroom is locked, but maybe one of the others?" There is something in her eyes, something wrong. But I don't have time to figure out what. I thank her and push my way through to the hall. There are less people here, only three couples and a group of friends. The noise is also less here. I try the first room, not sure I want to know what or who is in there, if it's not Troye.
A couple guys are standing in the corner, fiercely making out. I close the door again and try the other room. The doors are very quiet, so he doesn't notice it opening. At first I'm about to say something to him, he is standing with his back towards me. But then I realize; he is not alone. I can't believe what I see. He is kissing some other guy. I immediately get extremely dizzy, the entire room starts spinning. I feel like I have to throw up, and my heart is physically hurting. I can't understand what I am watching, I don't want to believe it.
How could I be so stupid? I should've asked him to stay home with me. Idiot. Fucking idiot. I have to get out of here, but when I'm about to turn around, my foot hits a vase. It doesn't tilt or crack, but the small bump makes Troye turn his head. His eyes are unfocused, and his pupils are wide. He is drunk. So drunk that when he walks towards me, he tumbles over, and I grab him, before he hits the floor. I let go of his hands, and hurry out of here. I just have to get out. I walk straight past Tyler on my way, but I can't even look at him. I knew he couldn't take care of Troye.
My eyes are filled with tears, as I get out on the street, in the freezy, dark night. I can barely see where I'm going, I just have to get as far away from here as possible. I start walking along the street. Someone is calling my name behind me. It's Troye. Another voice calls my name for the second time, this is Tyler's. I start walking faster, I don't want to be anywhere near them right now. I am feeling betrayed, hurt, but most of all disappointed. I'm so disappointed in Troye, I never thought he would do something like this, not even being drunk. Has it all just been one big, fat lie? Does he really love me? I'm starting to doubt it.
They are getting closer, and their footsteps get faster. I start running, I know I am faster than both of them, especially when they're drunk. I'm running on the sidewalk, and as I cross the road, to lights suddenly appear, few feet from me. A loud honk sounds, and I just reach to realize that it's a car, and that it's going to hit me, when it is too late. I hear a crash in my bones, but I don't feel anything other than a violent head ache. All I can see is light, and I hear Troye's voice close to me, calling my name as the last sound, before I drift into unconsciousness.