The Youtuber Inn

Never Been So Sure

(Tyler's POV)

"Can't you just give him a chance?"
Troye yelled, following me into our room.
I threw the beach bag onto the floor and stomped into the bathroom, not bothering to make eye contact with him.

"I've given that boy plenty of chances, Troye. And I've given you plenty of chances. I'm fucking done."
I said. I was so tired of his bullshit.

"What do you mean you're 'fucking done.' You can't be done. I won't let you be."
He said, starting to sound weak. I still didn't look at him.
He kept talking.

"Sure. I messed up a little, ok, I'm sorry, but you've been a massive dick recently and I've barely done anythi-"

I jerked my head around and stomped over to him, getting extremely close.
"I've been a massive dick, and you've barely done anything, huh? Troye, you've been flirting the fuck out of a boy who you apparently hated and gave a bloody nose just 3 days ago, you made out with connor behind my back then got pissed at me for trying to talk to him in private, you joined some stupid club without telling me, you told Connor he should've stayed in the closet, you've played me and connor and even jonny so fucking hard and I'm tired of it." I growled. He clenched his jaw.

"You almost kissed Marcus." He muttered.

"Are you fucking kidding?!" I yelled, "HE TRIED TO KISS ME. THATS SUCH A LOUSY COMEBACK, YOU REALLY COULDN'T THINK OF ANYTHING BETTER? I SWEAR TO GOD TROYE, SOMETIMES YOU MAKE ME SO FUCKING-"

And I was cut off my his hands on my face and his lips on my lips. And i was sure I was telling myself to pull away, but I wasn't obeying, I was kissing back, and god, it felt so good.

The last time I kissed Troye was that time at Playlist Live, but god, that was so completely different than now. Now we were kissing with passion, we were kissing with fury and angst and lust and it was all so overwhelming. And our tongues were clashing and our lips were molding and I felt like my whole body was just melting,
I thought that I was literally going to melt right into Troye.

And we were just kissing, and right then and there everything made sense.
I wasn't thinking about Jonny. Or Connor.
Or anything besides Troye.

"I-shit-Troye," I muttered imbetween kisses. He wasn't stopping. He was doing the absolute complete opposite of stopping.

"Don't talk." He said, his voice low. I smirked, before we moved to my neck.
It was incredible. He was incredible.

I was wildly in love with Troye Sivan, and I had never been so sure about anything else.

(i was going to do smut but literally everytime i try i just. cant. sorry. Ok here's this ik its shitty i have plans for upcoming stuff but ty guys for baring with me im sorry it's been taking so long ily mua)