Noah's POV
Sunlight spilled through a crack in the curtains, and fell onto my face. I scrunched up my nose and slowly opened my eyes.
Troye was already awake. And staring at me. He was smiling.
"Good morning, beautiful." He said
"How long were you staring at me?" I rubbed my eyes
"Long enough to know you drool in your sleep." He smirked
My eyes widened
"I do not!" I said wiping at the sides of my mouth.
Unfortunately my hand came away a little wet.
Troye chuckled.
"It's cute."
"We're so naked." I said lifting the blanket slightly
"You just want to see my butt." He smirked
"Yeah right" I giggled
"It is a cute butt tho" he pulled the blanket away from his body."Morning guys--OH JESUS"
Connor had skipped in the room.
I screamed and Troye pulled the blanket up as fast as he could.
"Oh my god my eyes. My innocent virgin eyes" said Connor, running into the kitchen.
"WHAT THE HELL CONNOR" Shouted Troye, although I could tell he wanted to laugh
Connor returned, shielding his eyes with one hand and in the other a cup of coffee.
"Fucking animals" he sighed, going back into Tyler's room.
My cheeks were aching from trying to repress my laughter.
I crawled out of the blanket to retrieve my clothes which were strewn across the room.
Troye groaned
"Come back here I'm getting cold," he grabbed at the empty space I left behind."You better get dressed too before Tyler walks in," I said, tracking down my jeans which were on top of a lamp shade surprisingly enough.
He then began the task of locating his clothes and putting them on as fast as he could.
As soon as he pulled his shirt on, Tyler strolled in with a silk robe on. I raised my eyebrows at Troye in an "I told you so" fashion.
"Good morning," whistled Tyler, skipping into the kitchen.
"Thank god he didn't see us butt naked." He whispered.
Tyler poked his head out of the kitchen door.
"I may not have seen, but I certainly heard about it from Connor. Don't get your hopes up Troyeboy" He announced.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Said Troye, flopping down on the couch.
I giggled and leapt on top of him.
"Hey it's not all that bad," I said, pinching his nose.
"Sure. If Tyler knows, the whole world isn't far behind." Sighed Troye
"HEY!" Shouted Tyler from the kitchen.
He stomped into the room and shook his head when he saw me straddling Troye.
"Again"?!"
***
PJ's POV:
I was all packed up. The last day of Vidcon was tomorrow, and I couldn't wait to leave. I hadn't realised that people knew about me and Noah until yesterday, when I was mobbed by some TOAH shippers. One threw a rock at my head. I let them scream obscenities at me, because they were right to. I ruined Noah's relationship with Troye. It was my fault.
I leaned over to my bedside table, where my laptop was balanced precariously. I sighed and opened it logging onto twitter and Tumblr.
I scrolled mindlessly through twitter, not really paying attention, until I noticed a fan tweet at me.
~hey PJ. Your plan failed. Hope you feel guilty.
Not a fan then.
I also noticed people tagging me like crazy on some post Troye made. I don't follow him, so I hadn't seen it before.
When I clicked on the post, and when it appeared fully on my screen my heart sank. It was a picture. Noah was asleep and one of Troye's arms were wrapped around her. He smiled proudly into the camera. His other bare arm was holding the phone. Bare.
His caption was simply:
Everything's good.
I looked down to the comments, and the first one I saw was from Noah. I noticed her username right away.
@/NoahsArk
I don't remember giving permission for you to take this picture. Or post it. Hmm.
I scrolled down further to see Troye's response.
@/TRXYESivan
Shut up, you look cute.
so they were back on track.
I don't think I can remember a time when I had wanted to be someone else, so badly. It wasn't a want, actually, it was a need. I was dying to be Troye Sivan.400 reads.
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