remember me ➳ troyler au // SECOND //

XVII

Troye

15.02.15

1:29 a.m.

"No," I finally say with hesitation. I see Tyler frown. Oh. He's probably angry or sad that I don't remember! I feel so bad. I love him, though, yet I can't remember. Zoe shouldn't have told me anything. This wouldn't be happening right now if she never told me anything.

I see Tyler crying. Oh no. What should I do? This is an awkward situation. He's crying and I'm just sitting down next to him on my bed watching him cry. Do I ask him if he's okay? Do I hug him? Do I kiss him?

"You okay, Tilly?" I ask him, worrying if I did something wrong. Tyler wipes away his tears from his face and looks at me with sad eyes and a confused look.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine, Troye. I'm fine," he finally says. I don't believe him, though.

"Okay, good. I just don't want you to be sad. Zoe told me about what we've done together and what our relationship was like. That was probably the reason why I wasn't very happy with Kyla. But with you, I was the most happy. The happiest I've ever been these past few months. Well, month." A smile creeps upon Tyler's lips.

"Oh yeah, I just forgot. An old friend of ours asked if he can meet you again. Is that okay? If he comes over here, or to my house, to just, talk? Hang out? He hasn't seen you in a while and he misses you. His name is Connor. Like that guy in your dream. It's not the same guy, though. It's a different guy."

"Oh, okay. That'll be great. I want to meet him right away. He can come over today in the afternoon, in fact."

"Perfect." I see Tyler smile and he puts his head on my chest and falls asleep. I didn't fall asleep right away, though. I just wanted to watch him sleep. Not like in a creepy way, though. I just wanted to see if I'll remember him. But of course, I didn't. I still can't remember our past together. I frown at the thought of not even remembering.

1:00 p.m.

I wake up when I felt something against my cheek. I open my eyes slowly and see Tyler in bed next to me and smiling. He was staring at me in the eyes. So, I smile back at him.

"Good morning, princess," I tell him. He giggles and rolls his eyes at me.

"Bitch, I'm a mother fucking prince, not a princess. Or a queen." I giggle at his statement.

"Fine, my queen. Better?"

"Yes, definitely. Oh yeah. I just texted Connor saying that he can come over here right now. That's okay, right?" Connor? Oh yeah, we're going to meet today. I'm actually excited to meet him. He seems familiar, though, yet Tyler said he wasn't the Connor from my reoccurring dream.

"Yeah."

"Okay. I'm gonna get ready. Not really, since I have no clothes here. So you get ready," Tyler says and he takes his phone to walk out of the room. Hesitating, I grab his arm before he can walk out any further.

"You can stay in here, you know."

I see Tyler smile and he lies back on my bed. Then, I get up and walk towards my dresser. I open a drawer and I just stand there, not knowing what to wear. I was actually kind of afraid of what Tyler might think if I change in front of him. He might think it's kinky or something. I don't know.

I just ignore it and put it to the back of my mind and I pick up a black jumper with white polka dots on it. There were also numbers on it which reads "05". I then take off the long sleeved shirt I was wearing and I pull over my jumper on to my body. I don't change my jeans, though. They're still perfectly fine, I think.