Chapter Five

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Song of the Chapter: Something Big by Shawn Mendes


5

The day after I had gotten so drunk, I was sitting in the coffee shop nursing a latte and a hangover and swearing I'd never drink again. The pounding in my head felt like a hammer. I looked sloppy; I felt sloppy. And I don't do sloppy, I do cute as fuck and that's all.

"Tyler?"

I jerked upright from where I'd been slumped over my drink at the sound of that voice, my eyes widening involuntarily as I snapped my head around to see Troye, the fucking boy wonder, standing beside the table. Of course, the younger boy looked adorable and downright sexy at the same time, his sunglasses hooked on his collar so there was nothing hiding his eyes - they hadn't gotten any less incredible.

"Hi." I mumbled, a little breathless if I'm being honest. Troye dropped down into the chair opposite me with a brief smile; his quiff was a little flatter and now that I looked properly, his blue eyes had faded a little, more of a navy grey. Almost instinctively, I felt worry stir inside of me.

"Are you okay, Troye?" I asked, and instantly regretted it. Tyler Oakley wouldn't have asked that.

Though at the moment, I was feeling more like just Tyler than the infamous Tyler Oakley, not that I'd ever admit it.

Troye started a little, then nodded quickly, but his hands were trembling a little, and he looked extremely shaken. He was still wearing that promise ring, and I found himself wondering again who it was he had promised himself to, and whether it was still in operation. I hoped not, as cruel as that probably was.

Troye was probably just hyped up on coffee, and I knew he shouldn't pry, but he asked again, gently this time, and Troye sighed, running a hand absentmindedly through his hair and flashing I a weak smile.

"Yes." he said firmly. "Just...an old friend got in touch."

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"Mmm."

I decided to just drop it. "So how's the music going, hotshot?" I asked, more out of politeness that anything else.

Troye rolled his eyes jokingly, seeming to become a little more animated. "I've been having some trouble finding inspiration...."

Immediately I struck a pose. "What, when there's all this around?"

Troye gave the most adorable giggle, biting his full lower lip, and proceeded to ask me if I'd like to go for ice cream again. "Zalfie want to see you again," he pouted. "They liked you."

Now it was my turn to roll my eyes. "Oh, I'm sure that's they say to all your conquests," I teased. I subtly reached up to check my hair and felt that it was, as I had thought, a complete disaster. Fuck.

Troye looked at me shyly from under his lashes, ducking his head a little. "No, I don't take many people there." he said, barely audible.

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The atmosphere shifted as the words left his mouth, a sudden drop in poise. I leaned in a little closer, my voice unconsciously lowering several octaves. "I'd prefer to go somewhere more private," I muttered, and Troye's eyes widened. He bit his lip and I lost it, sucking in a ragged breath and raking my eyes unashamedly across his face and then to his chest, letting my gaze wander all over his form.

Then my phone rang, a shrill obnoxious two-toned note and I blinked, and the spell was broken. We both leaned back and I could have sworn Troye looked disappointed.

I was disappointed too, but I was also annoyed.

He couldn't make me feel like that for him - make me feel anything for him - without my consent. I was supposed to be the one in control. This was my game. Troye Sivan, I tried to assure myself, was nothing. He was a one-night stand that, holy hell, had better be worth it after all of this.

But what if we could -

He. Is. A. One. Night. Stand, I reprimanded myself. I took a deep breath and grinned, but it felt more like a snarl.

I was Tyler Oakley.

"Ice cream?" I asked, and Troye nodded happily, oblivious.



hey guys, hoped you enjoyed that - as you can see tyler is a bit of a control freak in this and i kind of hate him and he's being a bit of an idiot, but he's OUR idiot so it's okay

are you still alive after dan and phil and connor's collabs? if so please vote comment and add this to your reading lists (smooth af)

bbbbbbbye ; )





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