Careful (Troyler)

Eleven: Happy Little Pill

~Troye's POV~

"Hello, Mr. Sivan."

I sit down in the small English café, seeing Mr. Lawrence & Sage sitting at a booth, waiting patiently for me.

"Sage, what are you doing here?" I question, unable to stop myself from smiling.

"You really expected me to miss your first show?" She questions, raising an eyebrow at me "in LONDON? One of the most beautiful cities on earth, which just happens to be a fashion capital?"

"So that's why you're here!" I retaliate jokingly.

"And to help with your nerves. You have to be nervous, knowing you and all."

Great, good job calming me down, Sage.

"Don't encourage him to be nervous" Lawrence laughs nervously "your sister over here already ordered you a frappé of some sort."

"She knows what I like" I wink "so, what is the plan for this whole tour thing?"

"Well" he sips from the white mug in front of him "don't even bother unpacking, just get what you plan on wearing out of your suitcase for tonight, then meet Chasity back at the limo within an hour. Then we'd take you back to do hair & makeup, then the routine just like we practiced as a quick run through. Then the gates would open, you know your cues, & voilà" Lawrence smiles lightly, nudging my shoulder slightly.

"Sounds fun" I half smile "really. I'm just a little, nervous is all."

"Understandable" Lawrence smiles as he finishes his coffee.

"Well, Sage & I will see you backstage later. Chow!"

As Sage & Lawrence walk out the small café door, I follow, my feet dragging. I miss Tyler so bad, I wish he was here to comfort me as well. I already miss him & it's the first day of tour. Is that bad?😗

Chasity is patiently waiting outside in the limousine. Her perky smile & tied up strawberry blonde hair just makes a feeling of relief come over me for some reason. More than my own sister's presence does at the moment.

"Alright, you ready, Troye?" She questions with a perky grin.

"As ready as I ever will be."

~Tyler's POV~

I can't explain how wonderful it felt to just watch a romantic comedy with some of my best friends, laugh a little bit, eat ice cream & drink a little wine. My stress didn't quite entirely disappear, but I'm not down anymore. I'm just counting the days until he gets home. Is that bad?😘

Grace & Hannah cuddled the whole time, which made me miss Troye a little more. Although they're not officially a thing, I swear it's a possibility. A strong one at that. Nonetheless, we all drank & ate our Ben & Jerry's, awed at the couples on screen, laughed at the idiotic things they'd do, & just enjoyed each other's company. When they left, I felt not just happy, but whole. I slept so well, & it was overall a good night.

So far, all my day has consisted of is sitting on my phone, watching Twitter, hoping that my baby will test me back. So far, nothing. I know he must be extremely busy, & the time thing is different. So, he said it was six in the morning there when it's eight in the evening here...WOW. So, it must be early morning for him when it's night here. He's probably having dress rehearsals, unpacking, & I'm here browsing Tumblr & Twitter. I have a busy busy day tomorrow, though. I may not even get to text him. Ugh, I hate this quiet. 😟😣