Miles: Mia told everyone what you told her. Mostly the part where everything you said was taken out of context.
Miles: I'm glad that I was wrong, this time.
Troye: You haven't quite forgiven me, though, have you? You aren't texting the way that you normally would.
Miles: TROYE, I'm still looking for someone to blame and I can't bring myself to blame the boy who taught me geology and all the names of known whales and who made out with my sister under the bleachers to try and convince me that he was straight and who had me and Angela's wedding all planned out even when we weren't together because that boy is just too real and the exact opposite of the boy who killed his math teacher and I can't accept that boy without forgetting the one who was like my brother. And you being gone, you being stupid in stupid interviews, you telling Mia things you're too scared to tell us and expecting her to pass on the info makes it all real, and it forces me to forget the Tyler Oakley who was my best friend in favor of this other one and I know it's been almost a year, but I can't deal with that. So I'm sorry, but I can't forgive you, TROYE.
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Fanfiction[COMPLETED] NaNoWriMo 2015 - "My heart skips a beat and all the careful precautions and burned photographs and the pretense of safety and normalcy is shattered, oh God what have I done?" Troye Sivan is running from a past that he's still livin...
