Tronler - should I tell him

My Fault

Tylers pov

I wake up and light is shining through my window. Troye officially is out of my head. Then I think of Connor. His body, his personalty, his smile god damn that boys smile . I get up with a giant grin on my face, he's mine. I walk over to the bathroom to do my well business.

I see something shiny.There is a ... knife... on the counter by the sink my good mood disapates. I pick up the knife and slide it threw my fingers. Its from my kitchen. I didnt put that in here then who.. TROYE. I drop the knife and run out to the living room to see him curled in a ball shaking slightly. He has dry tear streaks down his face. My fault. This is my fault. I was going to hug him but I find my self grabbing for his wrist. I look at it. Its clean no marks or cuts, but scars hes cut before. I had my doubts about him when we first met. He just didn't seem happy and He wore long sleeves. Why wouldnt he tell me.

I woke him. He stares up at me his face filled with shock and fear. Fresh tears fall down the paths of the old owns. I wipe them away from his face. " why" is all manage before I scoop him up and we sob together in a ball. Hes back in my mind. I need him to be happy before he ever leaves it again.

" I'm sorry" Troye wimpers in my arms. "Shhhh its okay your okay" I sooth. " You dont want me do you" he breathes out. " Of course I want you Troye your my best friend, I used to like you the way you liked me but I didn't want to damage our friendship" I say. He wimpers "sorry" it falls so quietly from his lips its sounds like just a breeze. " sssshhhh" I say terrified for him how could he not come to me. Im always here. Unless he was afraid because this was my fault. I wince at my own thoughts hugging him closer.

I hear a knock at the door. I set him down and rub his back gently before getting up to answer it. I open it to see a bubbly Connor on his phone. He looks up " Good- oh my god Tyler are you okay?! " he asks worry showing on his face from my appearance. I shake my head. He hugs me and we fall to the ground in the doorway. I silenty cry on his shoulder as he kisses my head. " My fault" I mutter. My fault.

Connor's pov

I've either been holding Tyler for five seconds, minutes, or hours. At the moment it all seems the same. I've tried asking what's wrong a couple of times but that just results in his sobbing getting louder and more intense. I decide to carry him bridal style into his living room, there I find Troye who seems almost as bad as the boy in my arms. Okay now I'm really worried. Troye and Tyler are two of the most chirpy, happy people I know, and now both of them are in the same state sobbing violently in something close to the fetal position.

" Someone please explain to me what's happening" I say quietly setting Tyler on the other end of the couch. When all I get in response is a wimper from Troye and a sob from Tyler I decide to use other means of finding out information.

I look at the two of them once more then I walk into the bathroom and lock myself in. I don't look at anything as I phone the familiar number.

It rings and rings an- " Connor what a pleasant surprise"a bright brittish accent says." Zoe I need your help" I say, I always call Zoe when I need help even though she is miles upon miles away she always has the best advice and somehow everyone tells her things because she so trustworthy. I'm hoping she might know whats going on.

" Oh okay whats wrong? Where are you?" She asks her voice flooding with concern. "I'm at Tylers and so is Troye and Tyler and Troye are a sobbing mess out on the couch and I have no idea what to do neither of them can stop crying long enough to answer me." I say in a jumbled panic. " I'm on my way" she says.

"Wait how!?" I ask. Then she explains. " Me and Alfie were coming down to the states for sudden book signings. We dont have a meet up until like two days from now and we were coming over to surprise Tyler. It all works out except I wish I was still coming over for a friendly visit." She says. "Oh okay when will you be here?" I ask.

"About 10 minutes, we were just sight seeing so we're not that far away" Zoe's words make my tense body relax a little.

"Good, maybe once you guys get here we'll be able to calm them down and find out what's going on." "Hopefully, okay I have to go, see you soon, byyyyyyeeee." She says as she hangs up.

I pull my phone down and sigh " At least I have help now". I look up from my phone and my eyes wander around the bathroom as if it holds the answer. My eyes land on something metal. A knife? I pick it up theres no blood... God damn Connor your not sherlock.

I put the knife by the sink and open the door. Tyler seems to have calmed down slightly. Hes breathing steadier and not crying as much whereas Troye is curled so tight in a ball that I can't see his face as his body shakes. I sit next to Tyler and kiss his cheek. He turns to me and attemps what I assume was to be a smile.

" Hey can you talk to me now" I say keeping my voice soft. " yea-h" he says his voice somehow cracking on a single word. Tyler grabs my hand and pulls me into his bedroom. I guess so we could talk.

He clears his throat and starts." Okay so this morning I went to bathroom and I saw a knife". Oh so that knife did have something to do with it. " I was cofused but then I realized the only other one in the house was Troye and I assumed the worst" He continues. Tyler looks at the ground and lets out a wavery sigh. I take this as a que to hold him.

I pick him up and place him in my lap and wait for him to continue. " When I went to look at Troye he was a wreck. He had tear streaks down his face and he was shaking. When I checked his wrist it didnt have fresh cuts but-" He stops a light sob leaving his lips. " shhhh babe it's okay" I sooth. " NO ITS NOT BECAUSE HE HAD SCAR-S!" Tyler yells taking me back by the sudden loudness.

Then his words sink in. Troye... bubbly sweet cute Troye is a cuter? Or at least he was. Tyler sobs on my chest, his hands grab my shirt. " Oh my God" I wisper. Then I hear a light knock on the bedroom door. I lay Tyler down and open the door and there stands my savior.

"Hey zoe".