Anything But Ordinary: a Troyler AU.

Chapter 29: Meetings & Greetings.

You lift my heart up when the rest of me is down

You, you enchant me even when you're not around

If there are boundaries, I will try to knock them down

I'm latching on, babe, now I know what I have found

I feel we're close enough

I wanna lock in your love

I think we're close enough

Could I lock in your love, baby?

Now I've got you in my space

I won't let go of you

Got you shackled in my embrace

I'm latching on to you...

-Latch by Disclosure.

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Chapter 29: Meetings & Greetings.

{Tyler's P.O.V.}

[A/N: K, but like TRONLER REUNITED & I'M DEAD, OH GOD, OH GOD, STILL NOT OVER IT, NEVER WILL BE, HELP ME. *Sobs uncontrollably.* TRASHY REFERENCES, BRACE YOSELF. ♡]

Time slipped through our fingers & next thing we knew, it was time to meet Ingrid.

Troye's aura radiated with worry & I know it was over me, the fact I might pass out again, my confidence issues. I couldn't help but just feel bad.

If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have to be so concerned & stressed out all the time. He could live his life in peace without me.

I love him, I do. Of course I do, but all I could feel constantly is that even though he mended me, each & every moment we spent together, I was breaking him. It's like I'm his disease & he's my cure. While I'm killing him, he's saving me. 

He doesn't need this, he doesn't need me. 

"Ty, c'mere, you're falling behind," I looked up at him with alertness in my eyes, Troye jogging back to come towards me. He flung an arm around me, kissing my cheek. 

He's right, I did fall behind from my dreadful thoughts. Jaspar, Phan, & Zoe were well ahead of us.  I can't ever get Troye to leave me when he could do much better than me. He made that crystal clear. 

Maybe you could leave him? 

Can you really do it at the end of the day? 

Would you be strong-willed enough to walk away from him?

But you love him. 

You're so madly in love with him. 

You know it's for the best though. 

All good things don't last. Ever. Especially something like Troye. 

Being with him for the past several weeks has been like a fantasy. He's so tall & handsome as hell, he's so bad, but he does it so well. 

Troye is my wildest dream. 

Dreams can always turn into a swirl of nightmares. Sun can always turn to rain, angels can turn into devils, smiles can always turn to frowns, love can always turn to hate.

Everything has changed. At least for me. There not a single shred of doubt what I feel about Troye. I am head over heels for him. 

But the pain. It's determined & demanding to ache, & I'm trying to be okay. I don't wanna let this go, I don't wanna lose control.