"Stuck In The Friend-Zone Again and Again"

"Crazy About You"

4 bouts of teasing and one nerve wracking car ride later, we were in Troye Sivan's driveway.
Troye Sivan's.
I was shaking when I climbed out of the van, leading Mike to tease me and Luke to rest a comforting hand on my shoulder.
"He's just a person, Paris," he reminded me.
"But to me he's so much more!" I protested. "He's the YouTuber that was himself despite prejudice and haters. He's the musician that sang the soundtracks to my late night writing sessions. He's the one whose music videos made me cry."
"What about us?" Calum joked.
"You were all of that times a million, minus the YouTuber aspect," I said.
"Were? Not anymore?" Ashton asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You're my friends now," I smiled. "But I'm still your biggest fan."
"Well I know for a fact Troye thinks you're a pretty cool girl," Luke told me as we approached the door.
"Well that's about to all go down the drain," I chuckled as I knocked hesitantly on the door.
A moment later, none other than Troye Sivan opened the door.
I froze my face from opening up into a scream to the gods because Troye Sivan was right in front of my face looking at me like a new friend.
He moved so we could get in, then held out his hand as Ashton shut the door.
"Hi, I'm Troye," he smiled, shaking my hand.
"I'm Paris," I said, proud of how calm and steady my voice was.
"It's amazing to finally meet you," Troye grinned, releasing my hand.
I could've dropped dead on the spot from pure happiness.
"I've been hearing loads about you from the press ever since May," he added.
I laughed in disbelief. "Wow, okay. Same to you. I've been watching your YouTube videos for years. Also I'm more than kind of obsessed with your music."
Troye grinned. "That's amazing. I've heard you're quite the musician also."
"I'm okay. Not near as good as you," I said with a small smile.
"No but for real Troye she's so much better than you," Michael joked.
"Probably," Troye chuckled.
"Michael!" I laughed slightly, slapping his chest lightly.
"You're much better than me," I assured Troye.
"Well I'll hopefully see tomorrow?" Troye half-asked, raising an eyebrow questioningly.
"Yes," Ashton said quickly before I could respond. "You will."
"B-"
This time Calum interrupted me: "She likes to protest but when it all comes down to it she'll do it just to make us happy."
"I would absolutely love it if you performed tomorrow?" Troye said with a small pleading smile and puppy-dog eyes.
I sighed. "It's not fair! You're using my people-pleasing need and fangirlness against me!"
"So you'll do it?" Troye asked with a hopeful grin.
I sighed again. "I guess."
Troye smiled so wide the edges of his eyes crinkled. "Brilliant!"
I smiled, blushing, and looked down at my toes.
"She's much too bashful," Calum said, nudging my shoulder.
"She's nice," Troye said with a kind smile, a friendly gaze in my direction.
"She's a lot meaner once you get to know her," Michael said dryly, causing me to gasp and laugh.
"Michael!" I giggled, looking at him with wide eyes.
"So you're just shy and sweet because I'm here?" Troye asked eyes twinkling.
"No she's usually shy and sweet," Luke said.
I smiled at Luke before turning back to Troye. "I just have a filter on."
"Why?" Troye asked, eyebrows furrowing slightly.
I chuckled, raising my eye brows with a smile as I looked down at my feet. "I don't think you'd wanna hear what I'd say if I didn't."
"Well say one thing that you want to say no matter what it is," Troye challenged, looking curious.
"You and Tyler are lovers I can feel it!" I blurted out, before clapping both hands over my mouth and blushing.
Troye looked shocked for a second then started laughing.
"I forgot you ship Troyler," he chuckled. "We're just friends," Troye told me.
"LIES!" I blurted out again. I out a hand over my mouth looking horrified.
"Now there's a hole in my filter!" I proclaimed.
"Okay, so we're more than friends, but I wouldn't call us lovers," Troye conceded.
I screeched. "Boyfriends?"
It was Troye's turn to blush. "Yeah, I guess."
I could've sang with joy. "YES MY OTP IS CANON LIFE COMPLETE OH MY GOD!" I exclaimed.
Troye laughed. "Well good to know the fans are supportive."
"That fan base is pretty huge," I nodded.
Suddenly Troye grinned wickedly. "You know what my OTP is?"
I shook my head.
"Parke," he smirked, causing Luke to turn red and me to cast my gaze downwards.
"Well then," I said, an awkward smile playing across my lips.
"You're just so cute," Troye whined, shoving my shoulder slightly but, as my clumsy self, I still managed to trip.
Luke immediately caught me with ease, standing me up again and leaving a reassuring hand on my shoulder.
"See! It's like second nature to him to help you!" Troye squealed, pointing.
"I'm pretty clumsy," I confessed with a small smile.
"I had to learn quick, otherwise she'd be dead by now," Luke joked.
Troye sighed dramatically. "You two are so obviously in love, you just need to realize it."
"You sound like every other fangirl on the planet," I chuckled.
"Are you calling me a basic bitch?" Troye laughed.
"No she's calling you a basic fangirl," Ashton chimed in.
We all laughed.
"So are we just gonna stand here or-?" Calum chuckled after a moment, ensuing another round of laughs.
"Of course not! We're gonna make a video!" Troye said. "Follow me!"

Oh dear lord.

This was gonna be interesting.

A/N: I'm sorry this chapter sucks and I haven't updated in forever. I've been dealing with severe writers block for this story because I just need to get it rolling. But how about that she met Troye Sivan that's something right? And Troyler? Like yas? But seriously really sorry.