DISCONTINUED - How can you help me? - Troyler AU

27 - The sunshine

Zoe's POV-
I saw Troye.
He looked as if he'd been crying for years.
He's only so young, yet, so mature and dependent. I can tell this whole situation is a lot for him to handle alone. It must be quite hard on him.

"Hey there.." I said as quite as a could. I don't want to seem demanding. I reached down my hands, gesturing to help him up. He latched on.

I took him by his shoulders, stiffly, so he would turn around and see doctors injecting medication into Tyler's arms. I'd be too much for him.

"You look so parched! Let's go get something to eat, hmp?" I saw he had been not eating for the twelve hours he's been here.. or more.
We made our way to the Cafeteria, and everything looked disgusting.

"How about, we go to the Restaurant down the street?"
We went down stairs, and saw it had been the most beautiful day out.

We got down the street, I, with a smile, although, Troye stepped heavily with his head dropped down. I just want to give him a hug forever.

We made our way to the Restaurant, It'd been called "The Sunshine"

It was beautiful inside. Colors flew throughout the walls in the room, the air was filled with delicious aromas, and people would have their joyous conversations, with much enthusiasm. We slipped out way through the tables and sat at a two-person table, between a big window, and the kitchen doors.
The window had a ledge, where flower pots sat, and waiters paced through the kitchen doors, with a smirk on one's face as she took a glimpse as Troye and I.

"What can I get for you two LoveBirds, This fine evening?"
She had thought we were a couple.. I didn't want to cause a scene, nor did I NOT want to explain, but I could see a Smile on Troyes face, starting to form.

"One coffee, poached eggs, and a side of toast please." Troye said confidently.
"Make that double" I added.

She walked away and I turned my head to Troye and he'd been giggling.
"What was that?" I said as LOOSLEY as I could. I didn't want to start rumors, like not being with Alfie, so I added enthusiasm in those words I had spoken.

Troye's smile formed into a smirk as he spoke,
"Zoe, I've realized you staring at me, then frowning at the sight. I figure, if I seem to be happy, it'll make you happy. I don't want to forget about Tyler. He is my first Priority. But, after Tyler, comes happiness."

After we finished eating, I convinced Troye to go home and sleep, even for the smallest amount of hours. It had been 65 hours since He had slept. This whole situation is hardest on him.