Smile with your teeth, it's cute! (Troyler fanfic)

Chapter 20

TYLER'S P.O.V

As soon as my alarm goes I jump out of bed, put my glasses on and run to the kitchen. I quickly pour myself some cereal and scoff it all down within minutes. I'm flying to Perth today.

I sprint back into my bedroom and look for clothes to wear. I pick a button up shirt with a nice orange, green and yellow pattern all over it. I then find some light blue skinny jeans. I've got to look good for Troye. I stare at the outfit for several minutes before deciding that I like it. I rush to the bathroom and get changed. I can feel the excitement pumping through my veins. 

I open my hair gel and the fragrance of the gel hits me straight away. I remember that morning of Playlist that Troye used my hair gel and I could smell it all through his hair. As I dip my fingers in the gel I imagine Troye doing the exact same thing only a couple months before. I quickly style my hair making sure that no strands are out of place.

Once I'm happy with my appearance I sit on my couch and mindlessly watch out my window, waiting for my Uber to come and pick me up. My Uber will be here in 4 hours. 

After what feels like hours of just staring out my window, imagining all the different scenarios that might occur while in Australia, I check my watch only to find that it has only been 40 minutes. Why must time go so slow? 

I decide to have some laptop time. Maybe that will make time go faster. 

As I step off the plane I take a deep breath of the morning air in Perth. I take in the unfamiliar airport, noticing how everyone looks happy and the sun is shining bright through the glass roof. This is like a dream come true. I slowly make my way to collect my bag but on my way I bump into a viewer.

"Tyler! oh my god! What are you doing here?!" I heard the loud footsteps of the person behind me come closer until the tall girl with short, blonde hair stops right infront of me."Can I get a photo?" She asks confidently with a thick Australian accent. "Of course!' I beam. She smiles and we take a cute selfie before engaging back into conversation. 

"What are you doing in Perth anyway?" She questions. I think for a little bit. What should I tell her? Should I just tell her the truth? I don't want to lie to her. "I'm visiting Troye Sivan," I blurt out. Her face went from excited to extremely excited. "Awwww! That's so cute!" She squeals. 

I laugh and we say goodbye before I start heading to my original destination. I collect my bag and turn around to find a tall, bald man holding a sign up with 'Tyler Oakley' on it. Is that Troye's dad? Shaun?

I walk over and suddenly become really nervous. What if he doesn't like me? One day I might be walking down the aisle with his son and the only thing I would be thinking about is how Shaun doesn't like me. He smiled at me as I continued walking towards him. "Hello Tyler," He said calmly. "Good Morning Mr Mellet," I said a bit too loudly. He laughed patted me on the back. "You seem like a very nice fellow and I think my son Troye has taken a real liking to you," He stated. I giggled awkwardly. "Follow me," He said and started walking to the exit.

I followed him until we stopped infront of what I assumed was his car. He gestured me to get in the car and took my suitcase. I sat in the passenger seat and watched as he placed my suitcase in the back seat before getting in the drivers seat and driving off to the Mellet's house. I feel really weird at the moment. It's so weird to be sitting on the left without a steering wheel infront of me. As we continued to drive I felt even weirder. Shaun was driving on the left side of the road, I'm used to driving on the right side. It's like everything is opposite.

About 30 minutes later we pull into the driveway of a big, two-storey house and my mouth falls open. Never have I lived in a house even close to this big. "Ready Tyler?" Shaun's low voice made me snap out of my amazement. I nodded my head and we both get out of the car. Shaun pulled my suitcase out of the back seat and handed it to me. I mumbled a quiet 'thanks' before following Shaun to the front door.

I checked my watch and realised that it was still in L.A time. "Can I please have the time, Mr Mellet?" I ask Shaun. He looks at his big, silver watch. "8:03am" He replies. I quickly fix my watch to Perth time and watch as Shaun puts his key in the front door. I feel nervousness rush over me as the front door swings open. "Would Troye be awake yet?" I asked Shaun. He shook his head. I jumped in fright as a woman with black hair and a bob cut appeared suddenly from around the corner. 

"Hello Tyler," She greeted me quickly and hugged me. "I'm so glad you're here! I'm Laurelle, Troye's mum." I smiled. Her accent was also quite thick. I love how she pronunced 'mom' as 'mum', it's so funny. "Thanks for having me," I blushed. "Come, come. I'm just making pancakes with Nutella on them. It's Troye's favourite breakfast and well, since it's Troye's birthday I thought it was necessary to make them," She blabbed on.

Wow, this family is so nice. I sat down on one of the stools next to the kitchen counter and saw another figure walking down the stairs. As soon as the figure spotted me they ran over and hugged me. "Tyler!" the girl screamed. "Hi Sage," I giggled and hugged her back. Just as I let go of Sage I saw another figure coming down the stairs. "Mum! I can smell Nutella. What are you-" The familair boy stopped walking and talking as soon as he saw me.

His mouth fell open and tears started brimming in his eyes. Oh no Troye don't cry! If you cry then I'll cry! I could feel the tears starting to form as I tried to blink them away. Laurelle, Sage and Shaun were just standing there, watching what was happening infront of them.

"Tyler....?"

Author's notes:

Sorry i'm taking so long to update! As you know, school is back and i've just been vv busyyy with homeworkkkk and stuffffffff! im sorrrryyy! Plzzzz forgive meeee! Recently i've been obsessed with Sam Smith! OMG HIS ALBUM IS AWESOME! And i also can't wait for Troyes new ablum ERMAHGERD!!!!!

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