Troyler hits Paris

Can we be friends?

---Troye's POV---
When Tyler arrived and everyone gave them a big group hug, I decided to join in to be polite... And because Connor was here.

We then moved on to gift giving. I was really pleased with all the gifts I got... Especially the one from Tyler.

I really wasn't expecting a gift from him, even though I had bought him one. His gift to me was beautiful! I hated to admit this, but it looked like Tyler had put a lot of thought and consideration into this gift.

It was a necklace. On that necklace, there was a replica of the lock we put on the bridge in Paris.

I really missed Tyler, but I didn't want to go back. I couldn't. It would be to risky.

But maybe risky is our relationship.

///time skip to night///
When everyone went to bed, I stayed up. I needed to sort my thoughts through.

I grabbed a beer and sat down at the table.

I was only sitting down for a couple minutes when I heard someone's breathing.

Tyler.

I recognized his breathing from the many times we were cuddling in bed, scrolling through tumblr.

Suddenly a burst of anger ran through my veins, pushing all of my buttons. Memories of that night came flooding in.

I saw Tyler kissing a guy. It wasn't just a peck on the lips, it was a deep passionate one.

All this anger was built up inside of me, and I couldn't control it anymore.

"I'm staying, so get out or deal." I spat out harshly.

I don't need to wonder about where this burst of anger came from. Just having him in here made my blood boil.

I heard the tap running and footsteps walking away.

I hope I hurt him. I hope I gave him a rate of his own medicine.

Maybe I was a bit harsh.

I grabbed my laptop and sat on the couch with my beer. I decided on scrolling through tumblr. When I was scrolling through I got bored, I was just about to turn off my laptop and head to bed, then I remembered that I hadn't seen the Troyler tag in months. So why not?

I was scrolling through, looking at all the good times we had, all the moments we shared. I got to one of the pictures where we were in Paris. It was a cute photo.

"That's one of my favorites."

I didn't even need to turn around to know who it was.

Tyler.

I turned around to face him.

Oh. My. God.

He has gotten so much thinner. He had huge bags under his eyes [designer or not, they looked bad], making it look like he hadn't slept in years, he was pale, and, tbh, he kinda smelt.

"W-what are you doing?" I stuttered.

"I just came down to talk. Then I saw you doing- this."

"What did you want to talk about?" I asked, trying to regain my confidence. Even though I was a good actor, I could never fool Tyler. By the look in his eyes, I could tell he wasn't falling for it.

"I wanted to talk about... Us."

"Why? Is there even an 'us' anymore?"

"No... And that's why I'm here. I want to apologize Troye. Honestly,  I miss you. I keep replaying that night in my head... Then I wouldn't eat. I wouldn't sleep. I keep thinking about how I can't live without you. I know that you might need some time to think about what I'm about to ask you, just promise me you'll think about it."

I was baffled. I didn't know about all of this. If I had know- but you wouldn't have. You never would have listened to anyone talk about him. Should I? I can't say no. I've fallen for him harder than I did before, regardless of what he had done to me.

"Yes. I- I promise."

"Okay... Troye, can you and I be... Friends again? I know it's a lot to ask... But-"

"Tilly?"

His eyes lit up the second I said his nick name.

"Yes, Troye?"

"Yes. I would love to be your friend again."

I went to go hug him. I don't care about the past. I'm over it. I miss him. I miss his hair, laced around my fingers.

I saw a look of shock spread across his face. I went in anyways.

When I hugged him I could feel his body fit perfectly into mine, like we had only hugged two seconds ago. We fit perfectly together. I knew I could trust him. I could feel his apologies leaking into me.

The hug seemed to last eternities, and I was grateful for that.

"I think I'm going to go to bed now." I said.

"Okay. Goodnight, Troye."

"Goodnight, Tilly." I said back.

When I got into bed, I fell asleep instantly.

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