Wonderland (Troyler)

Chapter 34

TROYES POV:

I finally catch my breath, my anxiousness starts to wear off when I realized I had just made it. As I saw people enter the room I took a seat, everyone started screaming and I just sat there and smiled because I didn't know what else to do.

I look at the panel to see who else is here. I saw a lot of familiar faces. I saw Dan, Phil, Grace, Justine, Joe, and Colleen. I looked back at the swarm of fans and see a majority of then with their hands raised.

There's a guy that calls on a fan with their hands raised and they say who their questions for.

Knowing none of these questions are for me I just sit back and just block everything out. It's not like I'm trying to be rude, and don't want to hear anyone's answers or questions it's just that I have no idea why I'm here thinking that probably no one knows me.

I acted like I was interested when people started to stare at me. So I leaned forward and just looked and who ever was asking and answering the questions.

People started to take pictures, while I'm sitting here waiting for at least one person to ask me a question. It's been 15 minutes and no one person bothered to even ask who I was. I just want to see if I have anybody that would take the time out of theirs lives and watch my stupid videos.

I laugh at myself.

"Troye" I man said.

I look up.

"Someone has a question for you"

I look into the crowd, until my eyes meet at a, maybe 14 year old girl.

"Hi Troye" I smiles.

"Hi" I say smiling back.

"Haha" she said, except she wasn't laughing. She literally said "haha"

I smile "what's your question"

She looks me in the eye. She wasn't smiling.

"Can you back the fuck off Tyler, it's pretty obvious you like him, but sweetie it won't ever work out because he's not good enough for you, and you shouldn't even be here, you make shitty content, and only popular because of one video, so get your ugly ass out of here"

It's silent.

Everyone looked over at me, I'm starting to get really hot, my eyes start to water...my wrists start to itch.

After 10 seconds of tortures silence, the girl is escorted out of the room.

Everyone still looking at me.

I feel embarrassed, humiliated and I feel like an idiot.

No one in the panel is laughing, they seemed worried, like they wanna hug me or comfort me.

I look at the crowd who starts bursting into tears laughing.

I run out of the room.

"I can't take this anymore"

I say to myself as I walk up to my room.