To keep a secret [ troyler fanfic ]

Were f•cking married

*^*TYLER*^*
I was so glad to get more sleep on the plane. Two Bloody Mary's and a seven hour nap later, we were almost in Perth. I got an email from troye. 'Tyler, I've been stuck in a car for 20 minutes. I got this weird note saying I have been Summoned. I'm kinda freaked out.' I started smiling to myself on the plane. The plane was landing within a couple minutes. Soon I was catching a cab to the restaurant. Most of the restaurant was booked out other than the four tables around the one troye was going to sit at. I had hired four people as stand ins for security guards around the table, then eight more people sit at the four tables. Was this extreme? Yes. Why was I doing it? For dramatic effect. I got In my waiter get up, and waited for troye to get there. I wanted for him to get more scared, so I actually brought the wilted flowers I got for him three days back. We never put them in water so they died pretty quickly. Then I waited for him to come.

*^*TROYE*^*
After many hours of driving, we pulled up to a fancy restaurant. I had wanted to go there with Tyler, but that was when the idea of us going on a date was unheard of. The driver opened my car door, and escorted me too the restaurant door, where a man like the ones from the airport took me to a table. The tables around me were completely silent, all looking more than dinner casual. Then soon four security guards came and stood around my table. I had sweat rolling down my forehead. I had never been so scared in my life. I didn't even notice the waiter put the flowers on my table. It was weird, they put wilted flowers on my table. Normally if someone would go through so much trouble to get me here, you would think they would have enough money to buy fresh flowers, right? Then I noticed the noticed the note that was sitting in them. I picked it up to read it. 'Remember these?' It said. What would I be remembering? The flowers were two and a half dozen mixed roses. Why did that sound so familiar? Tyler had bought me two and a half dozen mixed roses a couple days before, these couldn't be the same flowers? Could they? They were. I started losing it. "I need to leave, ok? Where are the toilets?" I said. The tables directly around me stayed to themselves, but everyone else stared at me. The waiter came. "Sir, would you like a glass of wine?" He asked me. "No, I need to leave" I said. "How about I get you a glass of our house wine and put two shots of fireball in it?" he asked me. I loved fireball wine, how did he know that? I paid no attention to the waiter. He soon came back with a glass of wine and two shots of fireball. "Just in case the two shots in there aren't strong enough" he said then walked away.

*^*TYLER*^*
I had been waiting on Troyes table already. I can't believe he hasn't noticed it was me yet. I had to make him look at me, so he would stop freaking out. Plus, all the stand ins could only stay for another half hour.

*^*TROYE*^*
I had the entire glass almost finished. The edge was finally gone and I could calm down. I was still sitting alone. Who ever summoned me liked to take there god dam time. Soon The waiter came back. "Sir, I have been told you know a man named 'Tyler Oakley' is this true?" He said. My face went red. First the dead flowers, now questioning me? "What happened to Tyler?" I screamed at the waiter. "What the bloody hell have you guys done to Tyler. I swear the fuck to god if you did anything to him, this will not be the last You will see of me" I yelled at him pushing him out of the circle of suspicious people. Everyone was staring at us. The waiter didn't lift up his face. "So you know this 'Tyler Oakley' what would you say your relationship is" he said. "Because, what has happened might be unexpected" he continued. I was about ready to burst. "Tyler and I are fucking married! He is more important to me than anything! I will fucking kill you if you did anything to hurt him. I don't care how long jail is, it would be worth it" I said. I was holding the waiter up against the wall at this point. He opened he eyes and waved at me. It was him. "So are you 'fucking married' or just 'married' ? This is important information. " He asked. "You know what we are" I said pulling him down from the wall and kissing him. He put his arms around my neck and ran his fingers through my hair. I put my arms around his waist, picking him up a little since I was much taller than him in platform convers. Soon the entire restaurant was clapping. When I broke away from Tyler he took a bow. "Why are you here? And what is all of this?" I asked. "I am here because I was right. We can't say goodbye anymore. But I know, you will always be where I am, and I will always be where you are. And since we're 'fucking married' you can live in the U.S., or I can live in Australia. And all this is dramatic affect." He said. "Well did you have to scare the crap out of me? For fuck sakes Tyler, I thought you got killed in organized crime" I said. "I'm sorry, but at least I'm here, and now we can have a nice dinner" he said walking me over to the table and pulling a chair out for me. "But first I have to finish my shift" he continued and ran off. I saw him buzzing around the restaurant for twenty minutes until he finally came back to our table with four plates of food, a couple glasses of wine, and a bouquet of fresh flowers. "For my partner in crime" he said sitting down. I grabbed his hand. "You will always be mine" he continued. "To me at least" he said. "tyler, your the best thing that every happened to me" I said squeezing his hand. "Do you want to get out of here?" He asked. "We can always come back another time" he continued. "Sure" I said. He dragged me out of the restaurant.

A/N
If you read my other story, you know I'm doing a mass update thing rn. I'm not going to update multiple chapters on this story because, it's almost done. Yes, I have almost finished publishing all the chapters. I finished writing it long ago, but because I'm evil, I wanted to make you wait. Ok.