Different || Troyler AU

C H A P T E R : TWENTY-SIX

•• Sexy Demon ••

{I know the photo doesn't have wings but I couldn't find one okay?}

Ps: smut warning ;)

TROYES POV :::::::::::::::

I stumble back to David's house with my hands in my pockets and a frown on my lips. It was still heavily raining and I was soaked through. I feel my sleeves catch on my wrist and I wince.

It had been I think an hour since I left so he should have explained it all by now.

Fucking shit I'm scared to see their reaction.

They'll probably think I'm weird. Or they won't believe it.

I feel my curls stick to my forehead and my lips are wet and dripping, my sneakers skwelch against the pavement as I see his house up ahead. I walk in the rain a lot I realise.

I wipe under my eyes even though it's pointless since I'm literally walking in really heavy rain.

I walk up his driveway but before I can get even close to the house the door opens, I see Tyler and the boys standing at the door with David behind them, probably seeing them out, maybe they thought I went home. By the end of the night I might not be living their anymore though.

They all get given umbrellas to share as they turn around and see me standing their in the rain.

"Oh my god Troye! You're soaked come ere'!" Tyler yells at me through the rain I can barely hear him.

I look up at then through my soaked eyelashes at look at all their expressions, their all yelling at me to get under the umbrellas or inside the house but I stand still.

I'm frozen.

And I don't know why.

I can't move.

I close my eyes slightly and will myself to move, I walk towards them as they start to run towards me.

Why aren't they gone?

Why haven't they left me?

I get under Tyler's umbrella and he hugs me close to him even though he's most likely getting wet.

"Troye? Troye? You okay?" He asked me concerned but I shake my head I wrap my arms around him, I'm so fucking relieved that he doesn't hate me.

He drops his umbrella as he hugs me back and we stand in the rain hugging each other.

I start to cry and then I feel my breathe quickening. I grin his neck tighter and he grips my waist tighter.

I hear the boys and David go inside again. Nice to know they care about us getting wet.

I barely think of them as I cry into his shoulder as he grips me tighter.

"Shhh shhh it's okay baby I'm here it's okay..." He coos in my ear as he tries to calm me down.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so s-sorry." I hiccup into his shoulder that's now undoubtedly soaking wet, from both my tears and the rain.

"Why are you sorry baby?" He asks me as he pulls away and puts his hands on my shoulders  to look me in the eyes.

"I'm s-sorry for trying to kill m-myself and I'm s-sorry f-for..." I start to stay but can't finish it as I start to cry harder.

"What Troye? I need you to tell me." I hear Tyler say through the rain and my tears.

I move my hand to pull up my sleeve, it's littered with fresh jagged cuts, I had taken off my bandage on the rooftop just before I had left and managed to cut myself with some broken glass on the floor.