After the Kiss

Ch.17 Go Talk to Him

Tyler's POV

"Hi Troye!" I said. He tried saying hi back but seemed to loose his words. He looks behind me and started calling for Grace. He fell to the floor and soon everyone was crowding around him. "Someone get help!" I heard Zoe say. Shit. This was all my fault. I ran outside to the back of the building where no one could find me. I sat down against the wall "what have I done". It took a few moments to realize why I've been so stuck. I miss troye. More than anything. The only thing I wanted to do was tell him that I love him, but I couldn't. It wouldn't be fair. After all this time I couldn't just come running back for Troye.

Troyes POV

I woke up in the hotel room the next morning. I was sweating like crazy. My head was pounding. "Grace he's awake!" I heard Mamrie say. Grace came into the room and gave me a hug. "Troye how are you feeling?" She asked. "Alright I guess. What happened?" "Well, at the party tyler tried to say hi to you and then you blacked out.". I remember everything now. I felt guilty and embarrassed. He would never love me now. Not after all that.

* a few hours later *

I was walking to my first meet and greet. I was terrified but also excited. Meeting my viewers always makes me so happy. After the meet and greet I felt somewhat better, until I saw him in the halls. I sucked a bunch of air and prepared myself. I knew he was going to talk to me, it was obvious. He got closer and closer until he walked right past me. What? I turned around to see him running up to connor. He wrapped his arms around tyler and kissed his forehead. My fists clenched and my fave grew red with furry and anger. Connor asked how his panel went and went in to kiss tyler. I turned around and stormed away. I couldn't bear to see the sight. I bursted thought the convention doors, people tried to stop for pictures but I couldn't pay attention. I was too angry and dizzy. I ran to the hotel ( which is very close ) and got to my hotel room. I went into the bathroom and locked the door and saw my razor sitting on the sink counter.

Grace's POV

I saw troye storm out of the building. "Oh god". I saw Hannah and gave her a signal to come and talk to me. I took her into a corner. "So how's it going with tyler?" I asked. "He's really confused. He likes both. I think he might be aiming for Troye but I'm not sure. Connor is definitely into it. He's been worrying about trying to please Both". Said Hannah. "Troye is more upset then I've ever seen him. He thinks connor is a douchebag. I can see the love in his eyes and it's killing me seeing him this way. We have to keep our game up. Just keep on saying good things an Troye and not so much connor. We have to get them back together. It's what we need, the fans need, and especially what they need." I said. Hannah look at me and smiled. "I really hope this works out. If it doesn't, who knows what Troyes going to do". She walked over to Tyler and started talking to him. "We're almost there Tyler come on you can do it" I mumbled to myself.

Tylers POV

I just got out of a panel. I went in the hall backstage and saw Troye. I was so glad that he was ok. I wanted to talk to him so bad but I didn't want him to black out again, so I just walked over to Connor. He wrapped his arms around me and something about it didn't feel right at all. He kissed my forehead and asked how the panel was "it was good" "good" he responded. He leaned in and gave me a kiss, probably the most uncomfortable one I've ever had. Hannah walked over to me. "Hey uh, we're Troye?" I asked, looking around and seeing no sign of him. "He saw you and I think he went back to the hotel room" she leaned in to whisper something in my ear. "Just go to him. It's what you need". Hannah was right. I just needed to talk to him. Alone. "Connor I got to go but I'll be there for your next panel I think". I dashed out of the building and ran into the hotel. I got to Troyes hotel room and knocked. There was no answer. I fumbled into my wallet to find the room key grace gave me.'I slipped it into the slot and ran inside. He wasn't in the room. I heard whimpers coming from the bathroom. I knocked. "Troye let me in its Tyler". I heard the whimpers dye down. "Tyler?" I heard him say in his adorable accent. "It's me I just need to talk to you." "I can't talk I'm to busy dying". I looked around the room and found something to pick the lock with. I opened the door to find Troye sitting on the floor with a bloody razor in his hand. Cuts were deep into his skin over the scars the past cuts have left. Blood was running down his arms. "T-Troye" I couldn't find my words. "You can't do this to yourself". I opened the sink cabinets and got gauze and disinfectant. I took his hand and placed his admin my leg. I haven't felt his touch in so long. I whipped up the blood and sprayed the disinfectant. Troye screamed in pain from the stinging. "It's ok it's ok" I said . He squeazed my leg and rested his head on it, tears still running down his face. I wrapped the gauze around his arm.

Troyes POV

Tyler cleaned my arms up. I felt so embarrassed. The moment he hand touched mine was when I knew it was ok. When he was done he lifted my chin and looked at me straight in the eyes.

"Why are you doing this Troye?"