Troyler hits Paris

Down Along the Winding Road

---Tyler's POV---
(Time skip 4 weeks, and recap in memory)

As I was lying in bed scrolling through tumblr with Troye sleeping on my shoulder, I let my mind drift off to memories of the past few weeks.

*at the beach house*

"Tyler, would you stay with me in Florida for the next few weeks? I really want to stay here because it's so beautiful, but I don't want to be alone..." Troye asked me.

I was stunned. Just a couple weeks ago we had made up, and now he was here asking me to stay with him in Florida.

"Of course I'll stay with you, Troye."

The second I finished my sentence, his face lit up like a child's on Christmas morning.

"Great! I was thinking we could go more downtown Florida..."

He kept going on and on, but I wasn't paying attention. I was paying attention to his beautiful- no flawless- features.

I started with his cheekbones, then moved up to his hair -oh god, was it ever perfect-, then to his eyes. His eyes were like the sea after a storm. You could get lost in them for hours. Endless memories of all the times I looked at his beautiful eyes flooded in.

"Tilly? Tilly are you listening?"

"What? No..." I said sheepishly. I could feel my face turning crimson red. Nobody else seemed to make me blush like Troye did. Then again, nobody was as perfect as Troye, nobody had his smile, his personality, his contagious laugh, his perfect hair, his eyes.

Oops. I let myself get distracted again.

"Sorry." I said.

"Okay, well as I was saying, I booked us a suite at a hotel in downtown Florida called 'Le fleur". How does it sound?" Troye asked nervously. I really wish he didn't have so many worries. I really wished he could see himself the way others saw him, perfect.

"It sounds perfect."

I saw relief flood his face and his eyes. I cuddled him in for a big bear hug.

*at the hotel in downtown florida*

Last night Troye and I had driven our friends to the airport saying our goodbyes and had driven to downtown Florida to get to our hotel.

I quietly woke Troye up, as it was noon.

When he finally woke up, we got dressed and headed down to breakfast.

We both munched on our food in a comfortable silence, both of us to tired to carry on a conversation.

I had been waiting forever to ask him what I had finally plucked up the courage to say. I was going to ask him today. But how? How would I make it worthy enough for Troye?

I pondered over this for a couple minutes when the idea hit me like a tsunami. Thoughts and ideas flooding my brain. I needed to go out and get everything I needed. This had to be perfect.

"Hey, Troye. I'm heading out in like ten minutes to go shopping."

"Ooh! Can I come?" He asked eagerly. This pained me.

"No. I'm sorry Troye, but I have to do something important."

His face fell, it hurt me so much to see him this sad but it would all turn out good in the end.

"Oh, okay." He said, and began eating his food again.

"I'll see you in a while." I said, and with that I got up and left.

I quickly went upstairs to grab my wallet, and before I knew it, I was in a cab giving directions to a driver.

*back to present time*

---Still Tyler's POV---

I finally had everything I needed for the perfect night.  Now, just to set it all up.

---Troye's POV---

When Tyler said I couldn't come, I could feel my face fall. Normally, I would've tried to act happy, but today I really didn't care.

I couldn't believe that it was only the first day, and Tyler already had enough of me.

After another 30 minutes of me eating by myself, I trudged back to the room. Instead of me moping around, I decided I would sing a song.

I set up my filming equipment and got the music ready. I decided I'd sing Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran.

It took me a couple tries until I finally got it. I told everyone on the camera it was just me laughing and messing up, but really, it was me crying.

I was crying about Tyler. We had gotten back to where our friendship left off, but I miss us dating. Even though we had never gone out on a proper date, I still felt more comfortable knowing he was mine.

Knowing that, I could kiss him whenever I wanted. But now, he doesn't want to be anything more than friends, and he couldn't have made that clear enough.

A/N:

So yeah! Sorry this is a shitty chapter, but it really helps with what coming in the next chapter. Sorry I haven't updated for a week, my family and I went over our wifi usage😂😂😂

Spoiler from the next chapter:

"I love you, Troye."

"I love you to."

And with that, our lips clashed together. They tasted different, nothing like Tyler's did.

End of spoiler!