"i didn't even wash the bed sheets when you left me" connor whispers , it's barely even a whisper. "they still had your scent" "i haven't had a decent meal for weeks" connor rubs his eyes. troye has to force himself to swallow the lump in his throat. "i slept in your unwashed shirts because they still had the smell of your stupid perfume" the green eyed boy laughs dryly. "connor..." "but everything is too late now and i can't help but blame myself for being not good enough". or this is a story where connor wants troye back but troye's with jacob. - a/n: first of all excuse my shitty grammar and second thank you for reading this story ilu guys have a great day!