Connor

"Troye, you have to stay home today." It was the next day. If he left his house he would be following along with the book.

"I need to go to the mall. My favorite store is having a sale and it ends today." I rolled my eyes. "If you do you will be following along with your book. We will go tomorrow and I'll buy you the clothes you want since you can't get them when they are on sale today."

He shook his head. "Connah, I'm not going to let you waste money on me." Now I was shaking my head. "Troye, it wouldn't be wasting. Plus, I know what I am talking about. I read the book, you didn't." I smiled smugly.

"Then what are we suppose to do in the mean time?" Shit. I have to find a way to distract him from wanting to go to the mall. "Uhh, we could watch a movie or play a board game."

Troye

"Uhh, we could watch a movie or play a board game." I rolled my eyes. None of this sounds as fun as going to the mall and getting clothes, but Connor knows what he is talking about...I hope. "Connah, what do you do when you are bored?" He shrugs. "I'm never really bored."

I sigh. "Connah, you know you are going to have to try harder if you want me to stay home." He sighs as well. Then I realized something. Tyler Oakley might have written about both of our lives, but he sure didn't give much detail about Connor's personality. I know nothing about him.

"What's your favorite color?" He looks up at me at smiles. "Blue. What's yours?" I shrug. "Red." Together we make purple.

"Do you have any hidden talents?" I laugh at the question. "I like to sing. I'm not very good though." He shakes his head. "Would you sing something for me, Troye?" I smiled and nodded sheepishly.

"You don't have to say, 'I love you,' to say I love you. Forget all the shooting stars and all the silver moons. We've been making shades of purple out of red and blue. Sickeningly sweet like honey, don't need money. All I need is you. All I need is you, you."

He looks at me with awe. I smile shyly and look down blushing. "You are amazing, Troye. What song was that?" "T-Thanks. I wrote it. I haven't thought of a song title yet." His smile grows bigger. I didn't think that was possible.

"Have you ever thought about getting gigs or anything?" I shook my head. "No. My dad wants me to become a doctor." Connor nods like he understands. "Troye, you can be whatever you want to be. You know that right?" I shrug.

"It doesn't matter. So, what movie do you wanna watch?"

The last thing I need is to have this conversation.

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Hey guys. Sorry I didn't update yesterday. I was really busy!

Hope you enjoyed this chapter and as Connor always says, "Read a book!"

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