this took awhile but this is one of the best music videos of all time ok

“Pretty Boy” Connor Murphy x reader

concept: (y/n), Evan, Jared, and connor work on a group project. Connor doesnt know how to take compliments. 

word count: 1.2K-ish

warning: ANGST, swearing 

It was the morning your group project was due. The one you had worked on with Connor, Jared, and Evan. You guys had worked on it for weeks now, and your grade was pending on this. You didn’t hesitate to make sure everything was perfect. You took it upon yourself to make a last minute Skype call to make sure nothing was short of perfection.

Evan was the first to pick up. He was shortly fallowed by Jared, and of course the gloomy little cloud, Connor was last to pick up.

Evan was sitting at what looked like to be a desk. The view of his room neat and organized. He smiled wide and waved a “good morning” to everyone.

Jared had his laptop on what looked like a dresser. He was still getting ready for school. He was looking off camera trying to sweep his hair to the side, while singing Katy Perry into his hairbrush.

But the best person in the morning was Connor. He just looked so grumpy. He was clearly not a morning person, but to make matters worst, he was sitting at his dining room table. His parents and sister was getting ready to leave to work and school. Each one simultaneously passing behind him. The poor boys faced twisted in frustration as his parents started to argue.

His front door slammed shut, and the house was now left with a quiet Connor who grunted “fuck” under his breath.

“Alright.” you say.

Evan was the first to be brought to your attention.

“I’m uh- already done with my part” Evan said as he brought his notes up. Each little detail color coded. Everyone nodded with the understanding of him being done.

The video call was quiet, until a certain somebody started to sing his favorite part of his Katy Perry song.

“Jared, are you done?” you say growing a bit impairment at his shenanigans. Connor must have seen the frustration in your face.

“hey! Shut the hell up you glasses wearing rat, (y/n) was trying to ask you a question.” Connor yelled.

Jared clenched his chest in dramatic fashion, gasping. “Well!- ok. Yes.” he backed up slight;y to show a poster bored. The litters were brights and glitter covered. Jared’s face lit up in excitement as he explained how hard he wanted to make the poster board look colorful and bright. Evan was stunned at the little sparkles. Connor just groaned.

“Alright, and Connor. You finished the essay?” you asked. It was no surprise that Connor was put in charge of the essay. Believe it or not,he was one of the best writers you knew. He was constantly writing poems or stories. He was great. Connor looked around his surroundings. He lifted his backpack into view to dig threw it.

“Take you time Connor.” you say

“I left it upstairs, hold on.” he says disappearing out of view. Everyone nodded and laughed as Jared went back to singing.

It took a moment for Connor to finally come back.

Connor was gone for quite awhile. He sat back down and pulled out his notebook. He read the essay flawlessly. He dint mess up once. Everyone watched in wonder at how he could possible make such a good paper.

When he was done, he looked at everyone. He waited on a response.

“Well?” he said.

“you did good pretty boy.”

Connors face went completely red. “shut up, I’ll see you at school!” he said before closing the lid of his laptop.

It had been a few days since the project was due and presented, and despite the good grade you all got, Connor hardly talked to you after. He had been avoiding you for days on end. He kept his head down, doing everything he could not to bump into you. He didn’t even sit with Jared and Evan at lunch.

You decided to take matters into you own hands and walked yourself to the Murphy’s house to see what this was all about.

You and Connor always hung out, and even though he wanted to keep it a secret from everyone else, you guys always had sleepovers.

You walked up the stairs. It seamed like nobody was home.

You knocked on Connors door. No response

you entered his room. He was flopped on his bed. His headphones one blasting some sort of music. His eyes closed so softly.

It took everything in you not stroke his head. His soft hair framing his face. You couldn’t help but smile at how peaceful he looked. He looked so beautiful he was. You were in awe for a moment. You had no idea how long you had been staring but you knew it didn’t matter.

You sat at the edge of the bed. He quickly sat up in almost in a panic. He calmed down once he saw it was you, slipping off his headphones.

“What the hell do you want?” he said sounding a bit ticked off.

“Connor, why have you been avoiding me?” you asked.

The boy looked. He couldn’t bare to look up at you. He knew he had been avoiding you, and he knew it hurt you. He was ashamed.

He looked down at the floor.

“the other day on the video call. You called me something.” he asked.

The tone in his voice was something you had never heard from him before. It wasn’t defensive or angry, it was pure and genuinely concerned.

It took you aback. “what do you mean?” you asked in confusion.

“What do mean ‘what do you mean?’ you called me pretty boy, and it’d been driving me fucking crazy ever since.” he said. His mood changing and flipping instantly into one of annoyance. His cheeks red in frustration. He looked down again.

The room grew quiet for a moment. You had to think about how to answer for a second.

“Because Connor, I really do think you’re pretty. I’d even go as far as to call you beautiful.” the words passing your lips shamelessly. There was no regret in your voice. There was nothing to regret.

“don’t lie to me” he muttered shifting away slightly.

“Connor I would never-” you began before he indentured you.

“how can anyone think that about me? I’m worthless. I’m nothing. Im just s piece of shit. I’m worthless-”

“Connor don’t say that about yourself! You’re wonderful. You’re attractive and you’re a good writer and I know that’s not the easiest thing to believe. But I promise I’ll always be here to remind you of that-”

He gripped your shoulders. He looked you dead in the eyes, red faced and all. Catching you completely off guard, he crashed his lips into yours. The kiss soft and sweet. It was full of love and want and compassion.

He pulled away panting for air.

“Connor did you just?”

“yeah, sorry.” he looked away.

“don’t be” you said said placing a hand on his knee. “Conn what does this make us?” you ask.

He shrugged.

“well, do you always kiss your friends?” you asked giggling slightly.

He stayed quiet.

“so I can kiss Jared?” you said. You looked in amusement as he jumped up and grabbed your shoulders.

“If kleinman kisses you, ill kill him. Nobody is allowed to kiss you. You’re all mines.” he said.

“that’s all I wanted to hear pretty boy.” you said as he tried to cover his read blushing face.

Sad Song-Michael Clifford

I heard this song and knew I had to put it in something…gotta love We The Kings…This is the Mikey version of the 4/4 where management makes you pr date one of the guys….so ya….enjoy!

You were in desperate need of new guitar picks. You were hopeless at being able to keep anything, honestly if your head wasn’t attached to your body you might loose it. You headed to your favorite music store, to get some new picks and see what new guitars they had. You were eyeing this Yamaha acoustic guitar, when you heard a familiar melody. Someone was playing on one of the pianos. It was “Sad Song” by We The Kings, one of your favorites…actually one you used to listen to quite often after you broke up with someone very special to you. Whoever was playing was good. Really good. You decided to find this mystery player. You headed to where the pianos, where a boy with longer blond hair in a red flannel shirt was playing. You were standing behind him, so you couldn’t see his face. But when he started singing, you instantly knew who this boy was.

“You and I, We’re like fireworks and symphonies exploding in the sky.

With you, I’m alive, Like all the missing pieces of my heart, they finally collide.

So stop time right here in the moonlight, ‘Cause I don’t ever wanna close my eyes.”

He sang in a deep, raspy voice. Then he proceeded to sing the chorus.

“Without you, I feel broke. Like I’m half of a whole.

Without you, I’ve got no hand to hold.

Without you, I feel torn. Like a sail in a storm.

Without you, I’m just a sad song. I’m just a sad song…”

He continued to play, and the sight of this boy who used to mean so much of you pulled at your heart. He hadn’t noticed you were there, so it made it easy for you to join in on the next part.

“With you I fall. It’s like I’m leaving all my past in silhouettes upon the wall.

With you I’m a beautiful mess. It’s like we’re standing hand in hand with all our fears upon the edge.

So stop time right here in the moonlight, ‘Cause I don’t ever wanna close my eyes.”

He didn’t stop playing, and you saw him smile even before he looked at you. He knew your voice just as well as you knew his, and would recognize it anywhere. You finished the rest of the song together.

“Without you, I feel broke. Like I’m half of a whole.

Without you, I’ve got no hand to hold.

Without you, I feel torn. Like a sail in a storm.

Without you, I’m just a sad song.

You’re the perfect melody, The only harmony I wanna hear.

You’re my favorite part of me,

With you standing next to me, I’ve got nothing to fear.”

“Without you, I feel broke. Like I’m half of a whole.”

“Without you, I’ve got no hand to hold.”

“Without you, I feel torn. Like a sail in a storm.

Without you, I’m just a sad song.

Without you, I feel broke. Like I’m half of a whole.

Without you, I’ve got no hand to hold.

Without you, I feel torn. Like a sail in a storm.

Without you, I’m just a sad song. I’m just a sad song…”

Despite the years apart, you still knew each other well, especially when it came to music. This was probably the best cover the two of you had ever done together. When you finished, there was applause filling the shop.

“Looks like the audience loves us Y/n” The blond boy said.

“They always have Michael” You smiled.

“How’ve you been? It’s been what?”

“Too long. I’m doing good. I’m guessing you are too, from the way your band has took off”

“Yes. It’s been amazing,”

“How are the guys?”

“They’re great. They’d love to see you…I’d like to spend some time with you too…”


“Just dinner or something?”

“Sorry…I just can't…”


“Look Michael. It took me a long time to get over you…I understand why we had to break things off, I mean you had so many people expecting things from you, and management thought I’d be a distraction…but that doesn’t mean that years later, you can just walk into my life again Michael”

“I’m sorry…” Michael said, a pained expression on his face.

“I know Mikey” You said, tears in your eyes. “Take care of yourself ok?”

Before you could turn to go, he pulled your arm to bring you into a tight embrace. You stayed like that for awhile, wrapped in his arms. It felt so nice, brought back so many good memories. But then you pulled away, kissing his cheek.

“Bye Mikey”

“Bye Y/n”

Then you left the store, refusing to loo back. So much for the guitar picks.


Later when you got home, you opened twitter, needing a distraction so you wouldn’t dwell on what just happened.

However the internet was cruel.

As soon as you opened the app you saw that you had gotten over 100 new followers. You were flattered, but knew something had to be up. Sure enough, all over your feed there was a video of you and Michael singing. There were even pictures of you guys hugging and you kissing his cheek. Of course this was all the 5sos fam was talking about.

Who is she?

Oh my gosh its Y/n! Remember when they used to date?

So cute!

Think they’re back together?

These were some of many comments you read. Weird how some fans literally knew everything, you just hoped they were just really old fans who were there from the beginning.

So that was why so many people were following you, and why you were tagged by all these people.

So much for forgetting what happened. You turned off your phone and decided to call it a night, even if it was only 8. You didn’t want to deal with anything now.


The next morning you were woken up by the sound of your phone ringing. You weren’t able to resist last night, and scrolled though everything everyone was saying about you, luckily mostly nice things.

“Hello?” You said groggily. You looked at the clock. 7:30. Who calls so early?

“Miss Y/n?”

“Yes…who is this?”

“My name is Joan. I’m part of the 5sos management?”

This woke you up.

“What? Um…what do you guys want with me?”

“We’d like you to come down and meet with us. We’ll send you the address. Be here in one hour. Believe me, you should come” Then she hung up.

What the hell? Sure enough you received a text message with an address seconds later.

Feeling as though you had no choice, you quickly got dressed and headed down to meet with that goddamn management that you still couldn’t bring yourself to particularly like.


The address was one of those fancy hotels that held a lot of business meetings. Sure enough, the room given to you was a conference room. There was a lady already there, who you were assuming was Joan, and another man you didn’t recognize. Of course management would change, maybe this was a good thing.

“Y/n. So glad you could make it. I’m Joan.” Joan said, standing up to shake your hand then leading you to the table.

“Hello. My name is Mark.” The man shook your hand.

“Hi…so what is this about?” You asked.

“All will be explained in just a bit Y/n. We’re waiting on one more person” Mark smiled.

“Yes and in the meantime, tell us about your former relationship with Michael?” Joan asked calmly, as if she was asking about the weather and not something very personal.

“Me and Michael? Um…we dated for about a year. Then his band started to take off. And people not to different from you thought it would be a good idea for us to break things off. End of story”

Before they could answer, the door burst open and Michael came running in.

“Sorry I’m late! I was-Y/n? What are you doing here?”

“That’s what I’m waiting to find out”

“Michael. Finally. Aright now that we have the both of you together, I’ll get straight to the point. We want the both of you to date”

“Isn’t that our decision” You said while Michael said “Woah”

“For PR purposes of course. We don’t expect you guys to be in a committed relationship based off our request. Listen it will be great for the  both of you. You both used to date before, so news of you guys getting back together will be huge. Already, those pictures from yesterday are all over the place. It will give you both some positive attention. Y/n, you are releasing an album soon are you not? This could give you the perfect opportunity to  gets some publicity-”

“Wait, you’re trying to bribe her? That’s ridiculous! I mean she’d-” Michael practically yelled, but you interrupted him.

“Might just agree. I’m not as famous as you Mikey, and my music is going well, but any attention is kind of needed right now…”

“Very good Y/n-” You also cut Joan off

“Of course I would need to know what exactly this whole “PR relationship” entitle? What do you expect us to do?“

"Everything will be set up of course. Paparazzi sent to the restaurant, they take a few photos. Then of course you guys post some things on social media, make it seem as though you guys are dating. That’s really all there is to it” Mark said.

“So do we have an agreement?” Joan added

You looked at Michael.

“You’re not actually considering this are you?” Michael asked you, completely frazzled.

“Well you wanted to do dinner right? And how bad could it be? I really need this Mikey…”

Michael sighed. “Fine. For you.”

You gave him a hug and he held you tightly.

“Alright. We’ll let you guys know the time and place of your guy’s 'first date’” Joan smiled, seeming pleased.


“Laser tag?” You asked Michael. When they said date, you expected dinner, maybe even a movie, but laser tag? That was the last thing you’d think of

“They may have gave me a say into what we do…” Michael grinned

“You don’t say?” You laughed

“Alright, ready for some fun?” Michael asked while buckling you into one of those heavy jackets.

“I don’t know, ready to get your ass kicked?” You teased

“You wish” Michael said, giving you a wink.

Several hours later, he had two games on you. You couldn’t believe this. And of course, Michael didn’t let you forget it.

“Not so easy to beat am I?” Michael laughed.

“Whatever Mikey…fuck you”

“Why so salty?”

“Shut up. You won, got it. End of story, may we move on?”

“Well I won, so I get a prize don’t I?”

“Prize? What on earth could you-”

You were interrupted when he suddenly smashed his lips against yours, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you close to him as he continued to kiss you so tenderly and passionately…

“That” He said when you both had pulled away. “I think that’s reward enough. I’m starved, you want some pizza?”

You just smiled, grabbing his hand, as you headed towards the food court.


Author’s Note: That was long and ended terribly, I’m sorry. Nevertheless hope you liked it!! -Lydia


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I wasn’t even supposed to be going to Warped, my mom didnt want me to. I thought I’d spend another summer crying at all the pics that all the youtubers were tagged in from fans meeting them… Knowing that, that world never be me standing beside them. I never lost hope in meeting them though. I tried saving up, talking to my family members but to no avail. Until I had one last option… I hadn’t spoken to my father or even seen my father in years but I decided to ask him. And he actually agreed to buy me a ticket! Even a ticket for Bryan’s Think tei class! I couldn’t believe it. This all seemed like a dream… I was actually going to meet the people who helped me so much without them even knowing me! It still felt like they cared and that they were there no madder what. The day of warped came and I rode there with one of my best friends. I still couldn’t believe that this was happening… When we arrived I saw so many colorful, unique people and I loved it! These are the people that I want to see more of in this world. Me and my friend getting more and more closer to being let in through the gates we start to get anxious and scared but also excited. We bought a map but realized we don’t know how to read and follow a map so we blindly walk through all the people until we see the first giant stage. I couldn’t believe that these are the stages that get put up and torn down every day! Finally we come to end corner of warped and we see it. The blue youtuber tent. Me and my friend run to the tent and can’t believe that soon we would meet our heroes. The line wasn’t as long as other lines so I was happy about that. We waited for probably 20 min before someone who worked at warped jumped us and asked us if we wanted to go backstage. We said yes of course but we had no idea that this women was bringing us to the catering crew.. We were never told that we had to serve people for 4hrs! We left. And when we made it back to the tent the line was longer. Bummer. But it was still ok… We then waited another 20 min till someone screamed into my ear so I turned around and saw Jordan’s fuzzy orange hat !! And all the rest running behind! Except Johnnie who was apparently too cool/Emo to run lol… I was in shock.these are the people I’ve watched for years… Making me laugh, smile, and happy. They were real! I started yelling like everyone else but I couldn’t ear myself so I started saying “Holy Crabs” just to know I wasn’t def…… When it was finally my turn to meet Bryan I froze. I lost all words. There was so much I wanted to thank him for and how much he means to me but I could barely even respond to the simple questions he asked me…I just basically smiled a big cheesy smile and said I was doing fantastic…but no words could even begin to describe how I was feeling… We took a picture and then he gave me a hug so then I gave him a letter I wrote. Good thing I wrote it because I couldn’t speak. Next one to meet was Johnnie. I hate to pick favorites but Johnnie truly is. I can relate to him so much… I’m dyslexic and I never wanted to learn because it was so hard on me I really liked music and recording videos (like on YouTube) I got picked on a lot because I wore “weird” clothes like band T’s and animal hats… Johnnie made me feel better about who I was and that it’s okay to dress like I do as long as it makes me happy. Johnnie always made me smile and it was so amazing to watch him grow into the person he is today.. When I walked up to him I was wearing a fuzzy yellow Pikachu hat so Johnnie said “OMG HAI PIKACHU” and I again froze and giggled but then I tried telling him my name was actually Autumn but I guess he didnt understand…so I felt really awkward and wanted to run and hide but then he caught on and laughed   after that he complimented me on my makeup…he didnt know what eyeshadow was called so I helped him with that. He also liked that I had blue eyebrows! After he complimented me and have me a nickname it really boosted my self - esteem.. I got lots of pictures with Johnnie (my favorite is giving him my lil present) I hugged Johnnie and just for that moment I felt so loved,safe,happy, and it was the best feeling ever. I gave my lil present with a letter a wrote him, a stuffed tiger and some bracelets. I gave him a bracelet that said “rock star from mars” and I bought that for him because I knew that he always wanted to do something with music and I always loved hearing him sing little covers on YouTube so when I saw that I thought it just described him because Johnnie isn’t just a typical singer/ songwriter… Before I moved on to meeting Jordan Johnnie extended his arms for another hug and I kinda leaped back into his arms and I think I may have squeezed him a little bit (whoops) but I never wanted that moment to end… When I met Jordan I was little calmer he was really sweet (thus is last name)  he liked my hat because it was like his and then we took a pic and he gave me a hug… It was so heartwarming. Finally I met Damon. I watched Damon’s videos when he first started YouTube but after awhile I just paid more attention to his twitter… So I didn’t really know Damon as well as I would’ve a few years ago so I have him a hug and took a pic with him and walked away from my heroes. Which was really hard… Until we came back for signings.. Then I met them again and got Johnnie to sign my arm for a tattoo that I actually got done the day after Warped. I’m really happy with it… Now I can take Johnnie everywhere I go and if I’m feeling sad all I have to do is look at my arm and smile. It was cute when I told him I was getting it tattooed because he said “Awh I don’t want you to hurt though.. Okay well I’ll try my best..oh, oh no” he kinda messed up on the “h” but I think that just makes it more unique and more “him” lol… Finally I saw Bryan one last time at his class and I got to sit right in front of him and ask him my questions because YouTube is something I really want to get into so I can tell my story and how I coped with things so I can help but also have fun and love what I do just like Bryan,Johnnie,Jordan, and Damon ❤
7/15 will be the day I’ll never forget and for now it is truly the best day of my life (so far)
-Also sorry this is super super long but I didn’t know how to cut short… (I have a reallyy cheesy smile with Damon but idec I still love it)

Happy Little Best Friend (A Tronnor Oneshot)


“Troye, wake up!” Connor said for the 5th time.
I buried my head deeper into my pillow and groaned. “It’s too early!” I mumbled.
“You have to get ready. Your announcement is today, kiddo.”
“I’m not a ‘kiddo’-whatever the hell that is to you weird Americans. I assume you called me young, though.”
“You’re younger than me, Troye. Therefore,” he ripped the blanket away from me and pulled the pillow out from under my head. “You are a kiddo.”
I groaned even louder at the loss of heat and cushion. “I hate you.”
“Yeah, ok.”
He walked away and began to rummage through his carry on. I reluctantly got up and walked to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and gasped. “Oh my god….hey!” I struck a pose.
“I find it ironic how you made a video mocking YouTubers for acting exactly how they do in their videos when you literally do the same thing,” I heard Connor say.
I rolled my eyes and tried to fix my hair. After internally screaming at how gross the sleep you find in your eye is and flicking it off my finger, I heard Connor silently yell, “There they are!”
My mood immediately changed when I realized what he was talking about. He soon walked into the bathroom with a cup in one hand and a bottle of pills in another. He shook one out and filled the cup with water. He popped the pill into his mouth and immediately drank some water.
I sighed and he looked at me through the mirror. We held the knowing gaze for awhile before he gave me a weak smile and closed the bottle. I grabbed the bottle out of his hands in an instance and rushed out of the bathroom.
“Troye!” Connor called after me. “I need those!”
“I know, I know just give me a second,” I said as I began rummaging through my suitcase. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to do, but I had forgotten.” After a few more seconds, I finally found the small slip of paper I had been looking for. I peeled the back of it off and carefully stuck it on to the bottle so it covered the original label. I turned to Connor who was now watching me curiously.
“Although I really hate seeing you have to take these,” I said as I handed the bottle back to him. “I figured that ‘anti-depressants’ was just a too depressing name.”
He rolled his eyes with a snort and then looked at the new label. He looked up at me with a confused look, but I just hugged him.
Later that night, a bunch of us were sitting in Tyler’s hotel room. A few of my friends were vlogging and talking while I showed Connor some of the cover work for “TRXYE” on my laptop.
“Hey Troye!” Tyler suddenly exclaimed.
“Yes, Tilly?” I said, looking up at my now mint green haired best friend. BEST friend, mind you.
Okay, fine. My now mint green haired best friend who I might just possible have feelings for, but that’s another story.
“I have an idea.” He gave me a knowing smirk.”
“And although I’m a little paranoid now, what is your idea?”
Everyone was silent now. “You should play…” He paused dramatically. “‘Happy Little Pill.’”
Zoey squealed and soon everyone was giving me light punches on my shoulder and persuasive comments.
I suddenly felt hot. I had told Tyler earlier that I was nervous to play it for them. “Well, I don’t know…I mean, I’m not even sure if it’s any good…”
“Oh, shut up, Troye,” Korey said. “I’m sure it’s great.”
I sighed. “Well, I suppose I could…” Everyone began to cheer. “But promise me you’ll be brutally honest with me about it, alright?”
Everyone nodded in agreement and I looked back at my laptop. I took a deep breath and felt everyone staring at me intently as I began to look for it under my files. I finally found it after what felt like forever and sighed again. “Okay, here it is. Be honest, alright?”
“Troye, you know we will,” Tyler said.
“Tilly, you already have heard it.”
“I know.” He smiled sweetly.
I rolled my eyes. “Alright, but I’m leaving. I’m not gonna be in the room while you guys are listening to this. Connor, play it as soon as I’m out of the room.”
He nodded and I got up. Jim and Alfie both lightly punched my arm in support as I slowly walked to the door. I turned around right before I opened the door to leave. Everyone gave me a thumbs up while Tyler seductively raised his eyebrows and winked at me. I rolled my eyes and turned around. I walked out and closed the door behind me. Right as it clicked shut, I heard the opening music play.
I desperately wanted to run in there and stop the music, but they would all kill me. So instead, I sat against the door and pulled out my phone. After tweeting about how nervous I was, I put it away and let my head hit the door. The song was halfway through and everyone was still silent. There was literally no sound from the room.
Shit shit shit SHIT.
I was shaking and sweating. My heart was beating fast and I felt my throat swell up. What if they hate it?
Finally, it ended. At first it was silent, then I heard someone say, “Oh my god.” Then, someone else said “Shit.”
They hated it.
Fuck fuck fuck.
Slowly, I got up and knocked on the door with a shaky hand. “Guys?” My voice was shaky at first.
No one moved at first. Then suddenly, I heard Tyler sigh and go, ” Fine, I’ll get it.”
I considered my options. I decided to leave as quickly as I could. I had turned around and taken my first step when I heard the door open. I froze in my spot.
“Where the HELL do you think you’re going?” I heard Tyler say from behind me.
I slowly turned around. “Um, Canada.”
“Oh no, you’re not.”
He pulled me by my shirt and embraced me tightly. “That was so good,” he whispered into my neck.
I suddenly smiled the biggest smile of my life. “Tilly, you say that every time I show you that song.”
“I know,” he said and pulled away. “It’s just that good!”
He moved out of the way and I walked into the room. Everyone was looking at me with their mouths open. Then, suddenly, they all began clapping. I smiled even bigger and Zoey ran up to envelope me in a hug.
“THAT WAS AMAZING!” she exclaimed.
I was given lots of compliments by everyone. I was so happy that they didn’t hate it.
However, the only one who hardly even looked at me was Connor.
Shit (again).
Connor had gone back to our room an hour before I did. I decided to go up and get some rest for the next day. I hugged everyone else good bye as they gave me some last compliments on the song. I slowly made my way up to the room, nervous to face Connor.
I opened the door and peered in. There was only one lamp on and I saw Connor laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling.
I thought he was sleeping, so I jumped when I heard his voice as I closed the door behind me.
I hesitated. “Y-yeah, Con?”
“Was that for me?”
I hesitated again. “W-was what for you?”
He sat up and looked intently at me. “The song.”
I looked down at my feet. “Yeah…”
“Troye, look at me.” I slowly looked up. “That was….amazing.”
“No one has ever done anything like that for me. No one.” I realize he had tears in his eyes. He smiled.
I smiled. “Well, thats what friends are for.”
He smiled even wider and jumped up. “Thanks for being a great friend.”
“My pleasure.”
He pulled me into a hug and we held each other tightly. He pulled away and smiled again. “You know, when I came up here, I was going to take these.” He pulled his bottle out from his pocket. “But I realized that for the first time in a while, I won’t need to. You’re my happy little…best friend.”
I grinned and hugged him again. “I’m taller than you though.”
He laughed threw the bottle onto his carry on, with the new label I had put on this morning facing up. It said, “Happy Little Pills.”

The Story Of Rindia

Some people wanted to hear how me and Rin vannuccisbitch spent our 10 days together so I decided to tell you about it. Fasten your seat belts, it will be a wild ride! (not really but read this if you wanna).

We met at 24th of July in Warsaw. I went to Warsaw by a bus and I was there about 10 AM. Well, I got a little bit lost so I texted Rina „Can we meet next to the rainbow? Because I passed it by but I went in the wrong direction!”. Rina answered „OK I’M WAITING NEXT TO THE CHAPEL!”. 

I was really nervous yet excited, I almost ran because I saw from the rainbow and Church of the Holiest Saviour from afar I turned right and I SAW RIN NEXT TO THE CHURCH ASDFGHJKLAJIPSFJAMCSK I ran across the pedestrian crossing and we finally could hug eachother gaaah it was so sweet, people were looking at us but we didn’t care. We were like „omg it’s real omg that’s you omg” lol but we finally calmed down and started to talk. We had a plan to go to The Soviet Military Cemetery and find a grave of Rin’s great grandfather. We took a bus and went to the cementery. It was a big deal for Rin so we both started to search the grave. And we found it, I’m so happy we did someting meaningful. 

We stayed there for awhile and we decided to go back to the centre of the city. We went to Viewing Terrace on the 30th floor of the Palace of Culture and Science. Such a beautiful view oh my. 

And we spotted Brandon’s house :D (you see this Coca - Cola?)

We had so much fun checking the people and buildings from above. Then we went to the shopping mall where Rin bought The Desired Effect, woohoo! But the time was running out so we had to go back to Rin’s hostel, take her luggage and go to the train station. We almost were late for the train, we ran like idiots and it was so hot so we nearly died lmao, we had 15 minuts til our train and we still weren’t on train station. But everything turned out well and we took our place in the train. We had 4 hours of road so we just chatted and listened to The Killers. Some weird dude was dancing in the hallway, we laughed at him, I hope he doesn’t speak English hahah

We finally arrived home, it was really late so I introduced Rina to my family, we ate dinner and finally got some rest. And our days at my house has begun. We started from listening to The Desired Effect. We watched Roman Holiday and about 325412 episodes of The Simpsons. We wached The Killers’ gigs including gold butt gig, „we should hang out” and „I don’t feel like fucking her no more”. We had The Killers’ music videos marathon. We ordered our bracelets!!!

We visited my granny, she was so excited to meet Rin.

We were at ZOO in Wrocław and we saw the cutest bears and giraffes ever. 

And flamingos and penguins, there were cute af too. We had a blast. We were like „aww look here! Omg aww look! AWWWW!” all the time lol We drank beer and it was cool.

Our next stop was Kalisz, the city where I study. We went for a walk to the park (we almost got lost but I tried to convince Rin that I know where we’re going).

I showed Rina the theater, the chapel and some monuments. I took her to the cafe and to the shopping mall where we did this pictures.

I must say that I absolutely love hanging out with Rin <333

We went to Kalisz one more time, we wanted to go to a bar. We ordered some drinks there, we ate fries (they were delicious) and we laughed there so much, we felt really comfortable - not because of the alcohol, we are just cool af.

I also showed Rina my primary and secondary school and on Friday we did barbecue. The weather was really nice, the food was yummy, life’s good. But Rin had a flight on Sunday so sad day was coming. We spent whole Saturday getting ready and hanging out, eating junk food and watching The Simpsons.

Sunday’s morning was hard. We had to wake up about 4 AM, it was our last day, life was unfair. My dad picked us up to the airport, we spent there about 2 hours and we had to say goodbye ://////// I tried to be strong but I was dead inside. We hugged a lot, Rin cried a little, I cried in the car… But we decided that we wanna meet again this year. We’ll do it. Because we are the best.