Valentine (troyler AU)

Chapter Fourteen

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Troye's pov

I stiffened as I fell from my slumber and into the harsh land of the waking world. I clenched my eyes shut tighter even though they were already closed, and bit my lip as a continuous throbbing resounded through my body. The urge to cry was so strong, and I'd only just woken up. This felt worse than the initial pounding I'd received yesterday, now it was just an incredible aching sensation. Instead of feeling like I was on fire, I felt like I was being boiled alive.

As my mind sharpened and the sleepiness faded away, I was becoming increasingly aware of a weight on top of me. I finally opened my eyes, and was surprised to see that I couldn't actually see anything. My entire world was just the mint green hair that I knew so well. I hadn't even expected Tyler to sleepover, thinking he'd just go home once I fell asleep. His entire body was positioned on top of mine, his head resting in the crook of my neck. If he hadn't been so short then this position wouldn't have worked well. It seemed almost like his body fit perfectly with mine, which was ridiculous.

The weight of Tyler added to the aching sensation, but it brought me more joy than it did pain. I smiled down at his head, although it was the only thing I could see, so it's not like I could smile at anything else. Tyler suddenly inhaled deeply, and I shut my eyes quickly. He sighed as he woke up, then rolled gently off me.

I resisted the urge to frown at the loss of his body on mine and stayed still, my expression neutral. The chill of the room drifted over my bare chest and goose bumps rose along my body. I shivered. Tyler's hand reached up and played with my hair, and this time I really had to try not to hard not to let a smile break out on my face. His hand trailed down, finally fixing itself in my hand. He linked his fingers between mine, his thumb rubbing over the back of my hand. I wanted to giggle.

"Troye?" Tyler whispered, continuing to rub his thumb along my hand. His feet were tangled with mine, which I appreciated. It's not like I enjoyed my legs being twisted around his. It's more like they provided warmth to my cold body. And it's not like I minded them being there.

I groaned quietly as a response, deciding that now was the time to show that I was in pain if I wanted to get painkillers anytime soon. I rolled over and pressed my face into his neck, blushing as I remembered what I had done last night. Drunk on pain and appreciation for him being such a good friend, I had randomly placed a kiss on his collarbone. I hadn't really been thinking about it, and I'd felt the way he stiffened as my lips had pursed against his skin. It's not like i actually meant something by it.

I didn't want him to think I was gay for him. I mean I was gay, just not for him. By that I meant that I didn't want him to get the wrong idea. I didn't like him. I mean, I did like him. I liked him a lot! I just didn't like him that way, I don't think. No, I don't know. I mean, I do know. I know that I don't like him like that. I think.

I sighed internally at my messed up thoughts, shoving them far from my mind. I did not have a crush on Tyler, my best friend. I couldn't. And if I did, I would have to hide it, so it's a good thing I didn't. I mean it's a good thing I don't. I don't like him.

Really, I just didn't want Tyler to think that I liked him as more than a friend, because hypothetically, if I did have a crush on him, it could ruin our entire friendship. So I didn't want Tyler to think that I had a crush on him... Did I?