#troyler - one shots

Beach Love - Part 2

Troye's POV

An hour later and we are in the car. Only 5 more minutes and we'll be at the beach. I look over at Tyler briefly, turning back to look at the road ahead afterwards. He is sporting a pair of blue jeans, ripped at the knees, a plains white shirt and a light purple, short sleeved flannel. I, myself, am rocking a long sleeve shirt, red and checkered with a pair of black skinny jeans. Granted, we aren't really dressed appropriately for a trip to the beach. As long as we're together, I don't think it matters too much.

We finally arrive and just as I shut the car door and push the click, I am pulled away by a very inpatient Tyler. "No need to pull my arm out of it's socket, we have all day." Tyler loosens his grip a little but carries on his fast pace. After a short while, I realize we are heading towards an ice cream van. Tyler let's go of my arm completely and I almost fall over.

"What can I get for you?" The man is dressed in a white shirt, grey jeans and a red and white stripy apron. Tyler doesn't even look at the options, "two 99s please!"

The ice cream man, who I now see is wearing a name tag that reads 'Bruce', takes a cone from a packet, holds it underneath a machine and pulls a handle. The ice cream falls into the cone. He does the same again and then adds two chocolates flakes. He turns to us and holds up a bottle of chocolate sauce. Tyler nods. He then holds up a bottle of strawberry sauce. Tyler nods again. After squeezing a generous amount of both onto each cone, he hands us the ice creams, and Tyler places two, one pound coins onto the counter. "Keep the change, thank you." Bruce smiles and nods, thanking him.

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It's half an hour later and we have finished our ice creams. We are sat, hand in hand, on a wall. A few inches below are feet is the beautiful, golden sand. In front of us, a few children are building sand castles, only to knock them down again afterwards. The sun makes the water sparkle in the distance.

I point my toes and shuffle forward, trying to touch the warm sand with my feet but I go too far and fall on my ass instead. "Ugh," I hear Tyler sniggering above me, "Tyler, shut up." I cross my legs and drag my finger along the sand. Tyler rests his legs on my shoulders. "Aw, babe, don't get mad at me because you fell."

He slides down the side of the wall and sit behind me, place both legs by mine, so that I am sat between his legs. I carry on making patterns in the sand when I feel his breathe on my neck.

"Tyler!" He blows on it. "Tyler, stop." I can feel his lips on my neck next. "Tilly.."

"Yes?" He detaches his lips from my skin, resting his chin on my shoulder. "Why can't I kiss my boyfriend in public?" I tilt my head so I can see his eyes as I speak.

"You can kiss me. Just..not, you know.. there.."

"Where?" He kisses my neck again this time, nibbling before he leaves. I can't help but tilt my head a little, he knows that my neck is very sensitive and if he keeps kissing me there, we'll have to leave soon. "Here?"

"Yes, there. Wait, no, I mean, no there..not there."

"Why not?"

"Tilly, you know why." I turn around to face him, putting my arms around his shoulders. "I want this to be a proper date, not a bedroom kind of a date." I raise my eyebrows.

He smirks at my words. "Okay, fine. I do miss our cheesy romantic conquests."

"Exactly. Now give me a real kiss and then we'll go walk along the beach."

Tyler places one of his hands on top of mine, on his shoulders. With his free hand, he cups my cheek and strokes his thumb along it a couple of times before he places it on the back of my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. As our lips meet, he puts his hand that was on my shoulder, onto my knee. As our lips move in sync, I feel his hand slither higher and higher. Before he can get to my thigh, I pull away and grab his hands. "Tilly." I say, giving him a stern look.

"Sorry.." He says with a smile.

"Let's go for a little stroll then." I say. I take one of his hands and fold it into mine. We both stand up. I straighten out my shirt, and then we start walking.

"Wait,"

"What babe?"

"Tilly," I pull my phone from my back pocket and show him the screen. I hold down the power button. "We're on our first date in months..no phones."

"Okay," Tyler does the same with his phone, "done."

This one shot isn't really going as well as I planned it in my mind. I just hope at least a couple of people enjoy because I really enjoy writing, idk.

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