Different || Troyler AU

C H A P T E R : S I X

•• Depressed Angel ••

:::::T R O Y E S POV:::::

It's been two weeks since Tyler came to this school.

Two weeks since I last spoke to him.

But he's spoken to me everyday for the past two weeks, he hasn't gone A day without trying to make me speak to him.

I don't see why he's even still trying.

Anyone normal would have given up by now, but not him.

He keeps trying and trying and trying.

Right now I was sitting in History, at the back left corner, with Tyler sitting next to me and like always he was making comments about pretty much everything in an attempt to make me laugh or speak to him.

So far I was holding well, I wasn't speaking, I was trying to get him to give up on me, he didn't need someone like me dragging him down in life.

"Okay class now that we have gone over Angel history, I think it's fair that we go over Anti-Angel history." the teacher said as he looked around the room and watched as everyone whispered, no one has heard of Anti-Angels.

A boy named Brett raised his hand, "What's an Anti-Angel sir?" He asked making the class nod.

"An Anti-Angel is, well, an angel that went the wrong way, they are evil, either from birth or something changed them later in life, they are so rare many don't even believe in them, I do, they have two names Anti-Angel being the first and the second that many might know them as is, Demon." he stops to look at the class which where now erupting in excited whispers.

A girl with red hair puts up her hand "What do they look like sir?" She asks.

"Well, like I said, many don't believe in them, calling them a legend or myth, but they are said to have pale skin, dark hair, and abnormally large-" he pauses to look straight at me,
"-black wings."

My eyes widen as the class not so subtly stop to look at me, my breath hitches at the unwanted attention.

My heads spinning, Demon? Me?

Demons don't exist.

I'm cut off from my thoughts by a voice, it's Tyler's voice.

"Is their any proof that Anti-Angels even exist sir?" Tyler asks, and it's then that I notice that Tyler's hand is on my thigh, he noticed my distress and was trying to help me.

Maybe I was wrong about him.

"Yes their is, photos, videos evidence from the past, but some are too close minded to believe even when the evidence is being thrown at their faces." he said finally tearing his gaze from me and looking at Tyler.

"Are they evil? Like really evil?" Tyler asked while squeezing my thigh.

"Well no, they are said to have extreme anger issues, they get disoriented, the first person they kill will trigger them, turning them evil." he answered.

"Sir! Why are you talking about demons like they are real?! News flash they're not!" Brett yells as he slams his hands on the desk while the class nods.

"They are." the teacher said before looking at me "We have a prime subject in the room right now." his gaze on me made the class turn to look at me.

A look of realisation appeared on their faces.

The bell rang and the class slowly got up and left, whispering among each other.

I ran over to the teacher and he looked at me, "I-I'm not a D-Demon."

He smiled a caring smile, "Not yet."

I tore my gaze from him to Tyler who had snaked his arm around my waist.

"Let's go Troye." he tugged on my waist and pulled me out of the classroom.

I'm going to talk to that teacher.

I need to know what he knows.

Tyler leant me up against a locker in a deserted hallway his hands on my shoulders as I looked down with tears in my eyes.

I knew I was going to talk to him.

"You okay?" He asked nervously as he studied my face.

Emotion.

I nodded and willed away the tears, making my face as blank as I could get it to be.

"I-I'm not e-evil." I stuttered and looked up into his eyes.

"I know." he gave me a sad smile and stroked my cheek with his fingers.

I shivered at his touch.

He leaned in, watching my face for any sign of resistance.

There was none.

I didn't know why I was letting him lean in.

He looked at my lips, and licked his own.

Just when I was going to close my eyes, we where interrupted by a voice.

"Tyler!" A female voice yelled, it was Zoe.

He moved away slowly looking to where she was running down the hall towards us, her white heels clicking against the ground.

"T-Tyler." she panted out of breath, "O-Okay, so get this.." she was about to tell him something when she looked at me.

Than back to Tyler, and she smirked.

"Was I... interrupting something?" She gave a suggestive wiggle of her perfectly drawn eyebrows.

"Uh, no...?" He said while his hand went to hold my hip.

I looked down.

"Hey you're Troye right?" She looked at me.

I nodded.

"Hey, he is hot." she whispered to Tyler, I blushed slightly, he had been talking about me.

"Zoe!" He yelled his cheeks tinting pink and I almost smiled, almost.

His hand tightened on my hip and I blushed harder.

She looked at us and winked at Tyler before giving him and look that said 'I'll tell you later' before she turned and sashayed down the hall.

He turned to me and grinned.

I actually smiled back, it was a small smile, but it was there.

"Smile with you're teeth, it's cute." he leant in and kissed my cheek.

I don't think I've ever blushed so much in my life.

He smiled one last time and walked down the hall, no doubt in search of Zoe to find out the latest gossip.

My cheek was left tingling.

I moved my hand to touch where his lips where only seconds ago.

Oh no.

I think I like him.

I think I like Tyler Oakley.

This isn't good.

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I put this chapter up because I was inspired from a really lovely comment I got!

Even though I didn't reach my goal...

Goal for this chapter: three votes? WE CAN DO ITTTT
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