Goodbye Troyler // EDITING

28.) A Place To Call Home

Troyes POV

The bed was warm underneath the comforter, But his side felt cold considering he was gone. When he wasn't with me I craved him home. When he was home, I craved his touch. But even if we weren't home, no matter what, I craved his small delicate hands on my body. The cold started drifting to my side, I needed to distract myself.

I slumped down the stairs of our new house and almost fell from how sleep deprived I was. There was a slight chance that I didn't sleep until the sun came up and the short boy awoken. Needing to see his bright smiling face before he left for the day.

Tyler has worked so hard these past years on every idea that his brain could think of to change the world. Now that he has raised over 5 million dollars for suicide prevention, That's 1/3 of his subscriber list, the boy hasn't stopped thinking about.. What next could he do? And I couldn't have been more proud or thankful.

Tyler had made a pot of coffee before he left which I was in much need of. I might have gotten maybe two hours of sleep last night. Because in reality it was hard to sleep without being in Tyler's arms.

My body sunk into the newly bought couch and I was so grateful we had invested in this heavenly furniture.

Tyler and I have lived in this house for a little over a month, And I couldn't be happier. It's was cozy in every way possible.

When we were searching for houses, we went through nearly every house in LA before we found this one.

Flashback--

After hours of driving in heat, I was ready to go home. Looking for houses was a lot harder then I had ever imagined. It wasn't just any place, it had to be the place. And that place was hiding from us.

It was either not enough yard space, a small living room.. Or not 5 bedrooms. Yeah 5 bedrooms. If we wanted to have 10 kids, we have to have enough living space...In all reality though we just needed a room for videos, a room for music, a room for us and the others for or non existent children. Someday.

I could also tell that Tyler was pretty much done. He had been the one driving, while I controlled to music. Our car had air conditioning so it was hard to force ourselves to get out of the vehicle to look at the houses. When we did they all were major let downs.

One house literally had a hole in the ceiling. " oh just dry patch that up." The man said. First of all.. What the hell does that mean.. dry patch it up? And second.. I'm gay I don't build things. I've been in a hardware store three times, and the people begged me with their eyes to leave. Tyler thought the same thing considering he grabbed my rist dragging me out without even saying goodbye to the owner. ( not saying gays can't build stuff. Just not troye.)

One house was actually very nice. It had enough bedrooms and a really modern feel to it. But the amount of Crosses and bibles across the entire area explained that the family were very religious. The man had a disgusted look on his face the entire time he was showing us the house. I figured it was natural, but I was wrong. Come on dude, grow up its been legalized for 5 years.

Tyler was very good at embracing his sexuality. Never did he get uncomfortable or feel bad at peoples rude comments. Without him I probably would have cried from the mans behavior, but I couldn't help but laugh from Tyler's actions.

" This is a really good home to raise our children huh Troye?" Tyler started off easy. But as the religious mans face grew aggravated Ty pushed his buttons.

" Are these windows hard to see through. Because it would be unfortunate if someone saw us having sex." He spoke rubbing a hand on my back to make sure the man knew he was talking about me. " Gosh Troye I can't wait till we're married." He finished. You better believe that pushed the man over the edge. We left the house laughing at Tyler's ridiculous way of getting back at the man for being so rude.

That house wasn't close to this one though. The one we have now is vintage just the way Tyler likes it, but modern just the way I do. Its like god handcrafted this place just for us.

After they came and decorated the house, it just seemed so much like home. Comfy but stylish. Can furniture be stylish? well our house is, stylish as Fuck.

My thoughts ran back to Tyler as my eyes ran over our engagement pictures on the coffee table. My fingers picked one up and I stared at his smile. A smile found my face and I couldn't believe how lucky I was.

I was taking a summer break from albums to just try and post videos. So I was home almost always, unless I was hanging out with friends or doing something with Tyler. Lonely was a adjective you could use for me.

I wonder.. No.. Maybe. How upset would Ty be if I was to get a dog? He has always wanted a dog..So he might not be that frustrated. Should I do it..?

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I did it. I freaking just bought a dog. Or well like a puppy.

At first I just wanted to see if any were even available to buy. Like how many people just get up and buy a dog one day. Usually people spend days thinking and planning it. But when I looked it up and a woman maybe 40 min away was selling Australian Shepherd puppies, I couldn't miss the opportunity.

Arriving at the woman's house I had planned on just like booking a puppy and asking Tyler if it was okay. As soon as the small puffy thing looked at me I was sold. Their wasn't a way in hell that I was leaving that house without taking it with me.

After spending the afternoon buying the necessities of having a puppy and taking her absolutely everywhere with me, not ever letting her go.. We finally got home and I saw Tyler's car in the drive way. Shit shit.

" Tilly." I asked halfway through the door. He replied a simple hello through the kitchen and my heart started pounding. " Have I ever told you how much I love you. Like Ty I love you so Much it hurts.."

" Troye what are you on about." Tyler said his voice coming louder as he got closer to me. He turned the corner into the doorway and finally looked up to see my nervous, smiling face with a small bundle of puff in my hand.

" Troye who's Dog is that?" He said with a straight face.. Is he mad? I should've asked. That's what i should have done.

" Ours."

The puppy squirmed to be free for the first time that day. I set it to the ground and watched it run over to Tilly.

"Omg Troye. This is the cutest thing I have ever seen in my whole life." His grinning face and bright eyes led me to the conclusion that the boy was in fact not mad.

" I know I had to get it." I said pausing to watch Tyler deliver small kisses to the her forehead. "We have to name her." I spoke walking over to them. The small puppy nuzzled its head on Tyler's shoulder as he held it to his chest. I could already smell the addicting scent of puppy breath spilling from her mouth.

" Have you thought of anything?" He asked motioning to the living room.

We watched it run for a moment before laying down and looking at us. She's a bit lazy I would say. Which works perfectly for us considering all we ever do is have laptop time.

" Yeah A bit. There's Hazel, Alaska, Autumn.." I listed off names that just popped in the mind throughout the day.

" Willow?"

And instantly it felt right. It might have been because the small dog looked up at the mention of the name, or maybe just because it came from Tyler's mouth. Either way we named the small bundle of fluff, Willow.

Authors Note: Not gonna check it, just posting it so sorry if there's any typos. Also the puppy was inspired by my dog Willow. So yeah also the picture above is my dog and I took it.