Four Letter Words (Troyler)AU

Say Hello to the Bad Guy

" I love the feeling so damn much it makes me sick to feel your veins wrap around my chest and I feel the blood rush to my limbs and I feel numb."
- I The Mighty "Ivy"

The drive to Tyler's was silent. By choice of course. Something in me craved the silence at the same time it didn't. I just kept replaying what happened between Connor and I in my head. Maybe I was wrong?? Then again, if I had stayed, I would've regretted it. Which is why I'm going to Tyler's. He was the first person I told regarding the whole album/ep thing and he was over the moon with excitement. He told me that he was proud and that was the reaction I was hoping to get from Connor. I sighed as I parked in front of Tyler's apartment. I nervously got out of the car, shoving my keys into my pocket. I wasn't nervous about being near Tyler, I was just extremely worried about myself. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to keep it together. I timidly knocked on the door. I hope he heard it. His car was here so I know he's in there. He could have left without taking his car or he could be busy. He's probably busy. I'll just go hangout at Starbucks or something. I turned on my heel and began walking back to my car.

"Troye?" Tyler called. I stopped mid stride and slowly turned around. Ty looked different. It has been a while since I've seen him so that could be expected. His hair is now blonde but it was messily tucked under his black beenie. I'm pretty sure that was my beenie. Tyler's small face was scrunched in confusion. I realized that I had not moved nor had I bothered to respond to him. I quickly ran up to his doorway and hopped on him.

"Oh Jesus." He yelled as he caught me. He grabbed onto the doorframe to steady us as I wrapped my legs tightly around him.

" God, I missed you Tilly." He laughed, closing the door and awkwardly walking us into the apartment.

"Okay, down you go." Tyler spoke as he smacked my bum.

"But you're so comfy." I whined, tightening myself around him.

"Troye Sivan." He warned, but I ignored him. I wasn't moving.

" Okay, you asked for it." He laughed. I was so confused, but I didn't let go. I felt Tyler's hand slowly make its way up my back. I shivered slightly from his touch. Before I could completely register what he was about to do, I was moaning and falling to the floor.

"Rude." I pouted. The little shit pulled my hair.

" I told you to get off." He shrugged. I got up and walked over to the couch where Tyler was now sitting.

"Troye?" Tyler asked after a moment.

"Yes?"

"Have you been crying?"

"Wh-what do you mean?" I stuttered, the nervousness from earlier was slowly coming back.

"Your eyes are kind of puffy and no offense, your hair is a bit messy. It's messy like you've been tugging on it and you only do that when you're upset." I huffed and ran my fingers through my tangled curls, slightly tugging out the knots. I felt Tyler scoot closer to me and pull my hand from my hair. He slowly laced is fingers with mine,

" Troye, calm down, tell me what happened." He whispered soothingly. I took a deep breath and explain what happened between Connor and I.

" I have something that will help." Tyler patted my cheek before getting up and walking to his room. I sighed and attempted to fix my hair but it was no use. I reached into my bag that held my laptop and pulled out my beanie and glasses. I checked my appearance, using my phone as mirror. I still looked like trash, but I was approachable trash. Tyler returned caring with a small box and his usual half smirk etched onto his face. I knew that box and I also knew that smell all to well.

"Tilly no." I spoke sternly.

"C'mon Troye, it'll be like old times." Tyler smirked. I sighed,

"Fine." Tyler sat the box on the table and opened it up. There was a small green and turquoise pipe, a tiny box of rolling papers and a little baggy of weed. Next to it was a ziplock bag full of what Tyler and I called "happy pills". I watched as he sprinkles a but if weed into the rolling paper and skillfully rolled it into a joint. He then pulled out to of the happy pills,

"Take this." He mumbled, handing me the pill. I grabbed the water that he had sitting on his table and swallowed it. I passed the glass to Ty and he did the same. Tyler was always really quiet when doing this. It was his way of getting into "the zone". He pulled a hot pink lighter out of his pocket and lit the joint.

"How manly." I commented and he flipped me off as he inhaled. Suddenly I got an idea. I kicked off my shoes and crawled onto Tyler's lap. I leaned down and kissed his jaw. I slowly made my way to his earlobe and began to nibble on it. I gasped and slightly his hips. I giggled, taking the joint from his lips and placing it to my own.

"That's not fair." He pouted. I shrugged, closing me eyes and inhaled the smoke as if it was oxygen. The warmth filled my body, making me go numb, or maybe the was the pill kicking in. I slightly moved my hips and Tyler groaned.

"Troye I will hurt you." I winked at him,

"Please." He smirked taking the joint from me. He motioned for me to get up and turn around. I was no longer straddling him but I was still on his lap. Tyler grabbed a fistful oh my hair and pulled me back against him.

"Fuck." I moaned. Pain and pleasure shot through me. My head was resting on Ty's shoulder and I was breathing heavily. (Play song at top now)

"Don't test me Troye Sivan." He whispered in my ear. I shivered. He slid me off my lap and passed me the joint. He went over to his laptop and begin to play some music.

Oh I beg you, can I follow?
Oh I ask you, why not always?
Be the ocean where I unravel
Be my only, be the water and I'm wading
You're my river running high, run deep run wild

I got up and started to dance. Tyler stared at me, his eyes dazed. I motioned for him to join me but he shook his head no. I pulled him off the couch, but he just stood there. So I just decided to dance around him.

I I follow, I follow you
Deep sea baby
I follow you
I I follow, I follow you
Dark room honey
I follow you

Tyler pulled me against him. Pill in full effect. He begin to grind himself against me and I pressed my back to his chest as we swayed to the music. He gave my hair a firm tug and I moaned. The joint fell from my lips but Tyler swiftly caught it. He laughed and I pouted. We continued to dance, spinning around and giggling. Ty was singing loudly and very off key might I add. It was hilarious though. Things were always this way with Ty. Easy. Fun. By the time the song was over the joint was finished. Tyler collapsed on the couch, mumbling something about resting his eyes. I wobbled to Tyler's room. Feet don't fail me now. I thought as I pushed open the door and made my way the bed. I fell face first onto the perfectly made bed. It was completely ruined now. I giggled evilly. I rolled over and pulled out my phone from my pocket. I tried to unlock the screen but due to all the adrenaline pumping through my veins, the phone slipped from my shakey fingers and landed directly on my face. I groaned and pushed the device on the floor.

"TYLAH!" I yelled. I heard a groan from the living room followed by feet shuffling through the hall. Tyler appeared a moment later and leaned against the door frame,

"You called me daddy?" He smirked, eyelids slightly closing.

"Come child, embrace." I giggled as Tyler clumsily ran towards my outstretched arms. We laid there. Our legs tangled together, Ty's face buried in the crook if my neck. This was how it always was when he and I hung out. We didn't always get high. Sometimes we just watched movies, but we always fell asleep in each others arms. It wasn't stressful with Tyler. It never was.

A/N: how you like?? I tried to make this longer than the last one. Sorry if there are typos.

•Title Cred: Say Hello to the Bad Guy//Emarosa

•Song Tyler Plays: I Follow Rivers//Lykke Li

See ya later alligator
-Alx