Song of the Chapter: Winter by Daughter (lyrics start around 0.18)
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As Troye tossed and turned in bed, his head hurt like a bitch, but the worst part about falling asleep at two am was that Tyler's face after they kissed was burned into his mind - that mixed look of shock and relief, happiness and fear. Because Tyler was so afraid of ever wanting anything, and Troye knew that.
He rolled over and winced as his bruise stung; that had certainly been something he hadn't expected would happen that day. Sam had a nasty habit of turning up when Troye didn't want him (though of course he never did), and the fire of Sam's backhand was something Troye was unlikely to ever forget. After the initial fuck yes of slapping Sam came the eventual oh shit, and then he was on the ground and his ears were ringing like hell.
But then his train of thought drove him relentlessly back to Tyler again. Troye made another unsuccessful attempt to get comfortable, but all he could see was those two blue-green eyes, and all he could think about was the kiss. Troye had wanted to do that for so long, and it had been better than he'd ever imagined, but now that Tyler had freaked out Troye didn't really know what to do except to pretend it didn't happen. And that hurt so much that it was taking his breath away even now. And he wanted Tyler so badly, but Tyler was such an impossible and unattainable thing to want.
3.14 am
To: Tyler
im sorry
Troye didn't fall asleep for hours and when he did he had a dream where everything was muffled and indecipherable but still too loud, and he was surrounded faces that fell constantly out of focus, out of time.
BACK FROM CAMP EARLY BC PANIC ATTACK LITERALLY MISSED EVERYTHING FUN absolutely FAB
it's all g though sorry this chapter is short
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Bbbbbbbbye *wink*
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You and Me in the Old Jeep - TROYLER AU
FanfictionMeet Troye: faking it until he makes it, new to the music scene and about to be dropped from his label unless he can pull some sort of album together in the next few months. Now meet Tyler: obsessed with turning everything into a game he can win, a...
