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Troye Sivan

A/N me means you too

My pov

"Hey, Imma go to the bathroom," Troye said.

"Yeah ok it's right through there," I replied.

He got up and walked to the other side of the room to my bathroom.

Troye's pov

I walked into the bathroom and shut the door. After I did my business, I was washing hands when I noticed a bottle of pills that was left open on the countertop. I dried my hands and examined the label. Anti-depressants.

She seemed so happy though. Why would she need these?

I opened the door and went back to the bed and sat down on the edge so that we could make our video.

"You ready?" she asked smiling, but for the first time I noticed that the smile didn't quite reach her eyes. Maybe she was depressed because she lives with Caspar and Joe but they've been in South Africa for the past three weeks and won't be back for another two. I know she gets sad when she's alone for a long period of time. It's why she can't live by herself.

"Yeah," was all I said.

We proceeded to film the video. When we were done I asked her a question.

"What are you doing tomorrow?"

"A whole lot of nothin."

"I wanna take you somewhere."

"Depends... Where?"

"Be ready by noon." I smiled. She sighed in defeat.

"Fine."

My pov

It was 11:30 the next morning and I stood at my sink. I picked up the bottle of happy little pills.

Noon came and went and by 12:30, I figured I'd driven him away and that he'd changed his mind and would come up with some excuse later. I figured then that Caspar and Joe were probably in Africa because they'd needed a break from my personality disorder.

I picked up the bottle of my sweet little pills, and chugged them down my throat. I gulped down a little water so that they didn't get stuck in my throat.

I began to feel dizzy and whirly. I collapsed on the floor.

3rd person

Troye rang the doorbell for the third time. He was growing impatient. Eventually he let himself in.

He went about the house calling her name.

He checked her bathroom, and saw her lying on the floor. She wasn't moving. He dropped to his knees beside her and shook her. Gentle at first and then more and more violently as he grew more and more worried, pulling out his phone and dialing 911.

He explained the situation and the ambulance came to pick her up. When she was in the hospital that wouldn't let Troye in the room. So he just had to go home and pace in worry. He skyped Caspar and Joe and told them how he'd found there and called an ambulance.

When he hung up on skype he got a call from the hospital saying it was an OD of anti-depressant pills. Of course. He'd seen that the bottle was empty, it just never registered.

"There's one more thing," said the operator.

"What is it?"

"There was a piece of paper in her hand... Addressed to you and several other people. I should let you read it yourself."

He got to the hospital as quickly as he could and they let him in the room.

The doctor told him the paper was still in her hand.

He pulled it out. It was small and and slightly ripped slightly from folding it and unfolding so many times. It was indented where she'd pressed too hard with the pen.

It was addressed to him, Caspar, Joe, Cal, Callux, Joe W, and Harry.

It said:

Glazed eyes, empty heart
Buying happy from shopping carts
Nothing but time to kill
Sipping life from bottles

Tight skin, body guards
Gucci down the boulevard
Cocaine, dollar bills
And...

My happy little pill

He had to admit it was clever the way she rhymed it. But he wondered why she would feel that way.

My pov

Caspar and Joe came home early and picked me up.

I didn't see Troye after that for several days.

Until one day the doorbell rang and when I opened the door the was a little cd case on the ground with a bow on it.

I put it in the CD player and hit play. It was a song. Clearly troye's voice.

In the crowd alone
And every second passing reminds me I'm not home
Bright lights and city sounds are ringing like a drone
Unknown, unknown

Oh, glazed eyes, empty hearts
Buying happy from shopping carts
Nothing but time to kill
Sipping life from bottles
Tight skin, bodyguards
Gucci down the boulevard
Cocaine, dollar bills
And

My happy little pill
Take me away
Dry my eyes
Bring colour to my skies
My sweet little pill
Tame my hunger
Light within
Numb my skin

Like a rock I float
Sweat and conversations seep into my bones
Four walls are not enough
I'll take a dip into the unknown, unknown

Oh, glazed eyes, empty hearts
Buying happy from shopping carts
Nothing but time to kill
Sipping life from bottles
Tight skin, bodyguards
Gucci down the boulevard
Cocaine, dollar bills
And...

My happy little pill
Take me away
Dry my eyes
Bring colour to my skies
My sweet little pill
Tame my hunger
Light within
Numb my skin

Oh, glazed eyes, empty hearts
Buying happy from shopping carts
Nothing but time to kill
Sipping life from bottles
Tight skin, bodyguards
Gucci down the boulevard
Cocaine, dollar bills
And...

My happy little pill
Take me away
Dry my eyes
Bring colour to my skies
My sweet little pill
Tame my hunger
Light within
Numb my skin

I looked inside the case. It had a note.

Your my happy little pill. Please don't go.

It was at that moment that i realized that Troye was standing in the doorway the whole time. But i had kinda sensed it.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know I was worth that much to you."

And then he had me in his arms and he was kissing me. "You're everything to me."