Troye
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I hold Connor tight in my arms relishing in the fact that we are finally safe. Connor is safe and I'm safe, all the stress that we have been enduring about this is finally over. Tyler is sitting on the couch behind Connor and I can see a big smile on his face. He's genuinely happy for us, he just wants to see his friends happy and we can finally be fully happy now. I let go of Connor and look to Tyler holding my arms out, Tyler stands up and throws his arm around me. He nuzzles his head into my chest and Connor gets behind him and puts his arms around both of us. We hug for a few seconds then we let go and I smile at Connor then at Tyler.
"I'm really happy for you two." He says and Connor and I lean in at the same time to kiss his cheeks and he playfully shoves at our chests. He's a giggly mess and it makes me happy seeing him happy. "Can you not?"
"We are just trying to show a little bit of love and appreciation to our best friend." Connor says with a sweet smile on his face, he puts a hand under his chin and does an over the top grin. I'm so in love with this man, he's so beautiful. Tyler looks at me giving Connor "heart eyes" as he likes to call them and rolls his eyes. He is so done with us and I take that as a cue that maybe we should go, there is only so much that Tyler can deal with. I know that he's happy for us but that doesn't mean he's entirely happy with himself and the feelings he will always have no matter what.
"Go home before you make me sick with your heart eyes." Tyler says sitting back down on his couch, Connor's head whips towards me trying to catch looking at him like that but I don't let him. We thank Tyler then walk out of his building and down to the car, the only sound that can be heard as we drive home is the radio. I find myself wondering if he really meant that he loves me, I mean he did say it twice but it was heated emotional times. What if he just said it to say it and he doesn't really mean it?
"Are you okay, Troye?" Connor asks when we step into the living room together, he stands in front of me and takes my face in his hands. I don't answer him for answer him for a moment staring into his green eyes that are full of worry. I should be able to just voice what I'm thinking but I feel stupid for thinking it so I don't want to tell him.
"Yeah. I'm fine." I say in a very unconvincing tone, Connor gives me a look that says 'I'm not stupid' and I just shake my head. "It's nothing. I'm just being stupid." I say pulling away from the touch of his soft hands and walking over to sit on the couch. He stands in front of me with his arms crossed and I'm not sure if he looks pissed off or like he's pouting.
"Troye you can tell me anything." I don't look into his because I know that his eyes will be pleading, begging me to tell him what's wrong. I feel stupid for thinking this but I need to know, I can't spend anymore time doubting this.
"Did you really mean it?" He down at me with a confused look and I stand so that we are face to face. I sigh realizing that I'm going to have to say it and I'm probably going to make an idiot out of myself. "That you love me." Connor's eyes soften and he puts a soft hand on my face forcing me to look at him. He looks upset and right now I can't deal with that. Why is upset? Talk please. Just say something.
"Of course I meant it, Troye. I wouldn't just say that if I didn't mean it. I said it then because I was worried something would happen to you and you would never know that I do love you." He pulls me into a hug and I don't hesitate to return the embrace, his arms are strong and warm around me. "Don't ever doubt us, Troye." He pulls away only to plant a soft kiss on my lips, we stare into each others eyes for a moment before I feel the cut on my face start to sting.
"Let's get cleaned up then go to bed. In a different room maybe." Connor nods his head and lean in to kiss his cheek before walking off to the bathroom upstairs. Connor follows close behind me and I can feel his eyes on me studying everything that I'm doing. He's probably trying to access how hurt I am, I'm fine to be honest. Neither of those boys knew how to fight and though they are much larger than I am they were fairly easy to tie up. Connor follows me into the bathroom and starts taking off his clothes, I smile then turn on the shower before stripping out of my clothes. I look down at Connor's glistening body as I step into the shower and I can see that he is shamelessly doing the same just not in the obvious way that I'm doing it. I look up into his eyes and he turns his head like he's embarrassed that he got caught looking at me.
I step forward pulling him into my arms and making him look me in the eyes. He looks up at me with his arms crossed over his chest and I talk to him, "Don't be shy, Con. I love it when you look at me." He downcasts his eyes and smiles widely. I'm so in love with him, he's so amazing. We start washing each other up and he's careful of the bruises that he can already see forming on my pale skin. A few sloppy giggly kisses are shared and Connor just doesn't want to let go of me by the time we make into a bedroom that is different from the one we were in before. The bed in this room is still fairly large but not as big as the one in the other room, I guess that doesn't matter too much seeing that Connor and I always cuddle when we sleep. We don't usually take up that much room on the bed, so I guess it doesn't matter all that much.
"We are finally safe." I whisper in his ear as we slip under the blankets together. I caress his soft cheek with my hand drawing small circles with my thumb. He grabs my waist pulling me closer to him, he kisses my skin then rests his head against my shoulder. He leaves a trail of light kisses on my collarbone then whispers in my ear.
"I love you." he says and I can feel the his smile pressed against my skin. He's so happy and the fact that I'm the one that is making him this happy is something that I can't fathom. I've never had anyone care about me the way that he does. I've had friends, but none that truly truly cared about me the way he does. He only wants the best for me no matter what it is. He wants to be able to know that he's done everything in his power to make sure that I'm happy and loving my life. I want the same thing, I want to know he is the happiest he can be, because I love him more than anything.
"I love you, too." Content with my response he pulls me down so that my head is rested against my chest. He presses his lips against my hair and then we settle down, finding sleep easily in our happy, blissful state.
I wake up to find my soulmate still sleeping, he looks so pretty like this. Well he's always pretty but he looks especially so right now. I try to wiggle out of his arms without waking him up with the intention of cooking him breakfast, but he wakes up. He tightens his arms around me and groans not wanting me to leave him. I stop trying to get away and he opens his eyes with a tired dopey grin on his face.
"Good morning." I say with a loving smile on my face as I plant a soft kiss to his lips. He tries to pull me back down for another kiss but I hide my head in his chest.
"Good morning, Troye." He says and I look back up at him then kiss him, this continues for a few minutes before Connor's stomach rumbles. I pull him out of bed with me and we walk into the living room for breakfast. We spend the day watching movies and being lazy together, it's the perfect day because we get to spend time loving each other and just being together.
Monday rolls around quite quickly and that has Connor back at the office. We get up together and I make us breakfast while he showers and gets ready. He comes into the kitchen wearing a flannel a dark shirt and ripped jeans and I just gawk at him for a moment. Then I realize that I probably should say something not just stare at him. I walk over to him and plant a firm kiss on his lips that he gratefully returns.
"You look amazing, Con." He blushes then walks over to the stove to get breakfast off it. We sit down together and don't talk very much as we eat. We wash up when we are finished and I follow Connor out the door much to his confusion. "You're car is still at the office. I'll drive you there then you can drive yourself home."
"Okay." he says and gets into the passenger seat of the car. Comfortable silence fills the car along with the sound of Ed Sheeran in the background. When we pull into the office Connor looks over at me with a happy smile on his face. He leans over and kisses me for a few seconds before getting out of the car.
"I love you. Have a good day." I yell at him as he starts to walk away from the car, he looks back with a shy smile on his face.
"I love you, too." he calls then turns away and walks out of my sight. I feel my phone buzz in my pocket and I take it out to see a message from Phil.
There is a studio of ours about three blocks away that is interested in hearing you sing for them. Connor recorded you singing in the shower the other day and now they won't shut up about you. You should head down there.
I shake my head not believing that this could be happening to me right now. This is my dream, this is why I made the decision to come out here. This could be my big break. I shoot Phil a thank you text before pulling out of the parking lot and heading towards the studio. I'm so thankful that I'm wearing nice clothes and that I didn't have any dairy with breakfast this morning. I start to feel very nervous as I walk into the building, the building is huge and so so pretty. I see someone at the front desk giving me a confused look, she probably is used to knowing everyone that walks through those doors.
"Um...hi I'm Troye Sivan and Phil Howell sent me here because apparently someone is interested in hearing me sing." Her face softens when I say my name and then she looks excited her light blue eyes almost bursting out of her head as she pulls back a strand of curly blonde hair.
"They haven't stopped talking about. They are so excited to hear you sing." She picks up a phone and starts talking to someone. "He's standing right in front of me in platform converse and a green jacket. Yes he looks as pretty as he sounds." I can feel a blush creeping up onto my cheeks then the next thing I know I'm being lead into a studio to sing something. I'm so nervous to sing for these people, this could affect the rest of life. I calm myself down by thinking of how proud Connor will be of me and how proud I will be of myself.
"Okay whenever you're ready Troye." I take a deep breath and sing the song that I've been asked to sing for them. I feel more relaxed as soon as the first note comes out of my mouth, I forget I'm in a room full of people that are judging my talent. I let go and sing my heart out, when I finish the song I look around shyly and see jaws on the floor. Why are they so shocked my voice isn't that wonderful? Is it? The way they are reacting makes it seem like they are going to ask if I want to sign with them.
A few complicated hours later I walk out of the building with a manager and a record label. Well Emma doesn't actually come with me but she's the one that is going to help me with all of this messy stuff. I get in the car and drive to the office, I text Dan and Phil as I'm walking into the building and find that they are just getting back from a meeting. I look at over at Zoe and decide that I'll strike up a conversation with her for a few minutes while Dan and Phil are getting back to their office. We talk about our soulmates for a minute before Zoe's manager tells her to let me up to Dan and Phil's office. I walk into the elevator and see Connor standing there looking at his phone. I poke him in the side and he looks up smiling at me.
"Hey, you. What are you doing here?" he asks giving me a short hug. I'm glad that I ran into him because honestly I want him to be the first one to know.
"Dan and Phil showed one of their record companies a video you showed them of me singing in the shower and they loved it. So, they invited me to sing for them and now a few hours later I'm signed to their label. Connor, I have a record deal. This is real." Connor looks shocked for a moment before he throws his arms around me and kisses my cheek.
"I'm so proud of you, Troye." We reach his floor and he pulls away from me. "I'll see you after work." I nod kissing his cheek before I let him get out of the elevator. The doors close and I continue to ride the elevator until I reach Dan and Phil's office.
My exchange with Dan and Phil is cut short because they have yet another meeting to go to, but they do tell me that they are proud of me. Dan tells me that he's happy to help both of us whenever we need anything. He isn't just my boss anymore, he's my friend. I'm lucky that PJ found me that night, if he hadn't things would be so much different. I know that I've had to do some fucked up shit but I know I can't change it and if I could I don't think I would. Everything turned out how it should so I don't wish any different. I have friends that are like a family and a soulmate, that's all I need.
A/N
Hey guys it's Amanda and I think this may be a little late but I was having major issues writing the beginning of the chapter as you may or may not be able to tell. I published the first chapter of "My Genius Soulmate (Phan AU)" the phan spinoff so please go check that out. We are nearing the end but don't you worry your pretty little heads I have more stories coming after this (Like a possible prince au ohhhhh stay tuned for that one). Anyways if you liked any part of this chapter please:
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