Stand By You (Troyler AU)

Close Encounters

Wednesday rolled around and Troye was recovering from actions from the night before. His arms looked chunky under the sleeves of his jumper because of the gauze wrapped around them. He ignored the gazes of people in the halls, something he had always been good at. He had no desire to make friends at this shit hole. He was here because he had to be and his one goal was to get the fuck out. Lucky for Troye he only had 3 years and 8 months left of high school. But who's counting.

Troye was sitting in the back corner of the room scribbling down parts of a poem that he was working on. He looked up as another boy stubbled into the room and looked for a seat in the already full classroom. Troye was shocked when he noticed that the boy had come to sit next to him. Wow someone had chosen to sit near him, they weren't applaud by how much of a fuck up he was.

The boy wore the same melancholy grin as Troye did and neither boy spoke as they worked quietly next to each other. Every once and a while Troye could see the boy sitting next to him diligently working to complete the problems written on the board. He observed the way the boy's tongue stuck out slightly as he worked on his class work. He noticed the way the boy's nose would crinkle up in confusion as the teacher introduced a new step in the process.

"Mr. Mellet, I hope I'm not interrupting some important thoughts but I asked a question" Mr. Green's voice rang in Troye's ears and he turned his attention back to the board and observed the math problem scribbled across it.

Troye glanced at the problem and continued to sketch the drawing of houses he was making in his notebook "You need to use the quadratic formula, which means that to solve the quadratic equation 'x' squared plus 3x minus 4 you would plug the numbers into the proper location of the formula and solve. which means x= negative 4 and x= 1. Just because I'm not looking at the chicken scratch you call handwriting doesn't mean I'm not paying attention." Troye stated plainly not even bothering to look up at Mr. Green's shocked expression

"Well...um....thats correct. For homework everyone will complete questions 1-15 on..." Troye zoned out of the conversation he didn't need to hear about the homework that he wasn't going to complete. He looked over at the boy again and was shocked not only to see that the boy was looking back, but he was also shocked by how the boy looked. He was extremely thin and Troye could see the darkness and bags by his eyes. And the boys eyes themselves were a shimmering greeny-blue that pierced Troye's mind, burning a mental picture in his brain. The boy frowned and looked away almost like he was afraid of making eye contact. The bell rang and Troye marched off to his next class trying to ignore the itchy sensation that was present in his wrists.

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Tyler stood at his locker with his eyes closed trying to steady himself from the dizziness that gym class caused. He escaped breakfast because he was running late and he stumbled into math just in time, relieved to see that a seat in the back was open. However, now after several other classes on top of gym class and he felt the weight of exhaustion and nausea pressing on his body. He wanted nothing more than to be alone to cry. Hannah walked up to him and linked their arms together as she lead them to lunch. They sat at their usual table and Tyler didn't even bother grabbing anything from the gross vats in the cafeteria. It only took minutes for Tyler to mumble an excuse to the table and rush off to his usual destination.

Minutes later Tyler sat in his usual spot trying to choke back tears. He brought his knees to his chest and wrapped his arms around his legs. He hated himself. He hated the way he looked fat in the mirror, he hated the way his clothes fit his ugly body, he hated the way his hair never looked right, he hated his laugh, he hated how weak he was. He was a miserable excuse for a person and clearly no one would noticed if he was gone because a whole table of people who were supposed to be his friends didn't even notice when he left.

Tyler continued to hold back choked back sobs and his small body shook in frustration. He froze and swallowed the lump in his throat as he heard someone from the stall next to his clear their throat. He held his breath and began to panic. No one is ever in that bathroom at this time. Tyler spent every single lunch for the past year and two months in that bathroom and no one else ever came in it. It was his safe place where he could feel at ease.

Tyler heard the sound of a book closing and waited again to see what the person was going to do. He watched from under the stall walls as a boy folded up a sweatshirt and headed out of the locked stall and into the main part of the bathroom. He watched as the figure in platform converse washed his hands and headed out of the bathroom pausing slightly before opening the door and heading out

"I hope you're okay" the boy said but Tyler didn't pay attention to the words all he heard was a confusing accent that sounded somewhat familiar 

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A/N:

Hello beautiful humans! 

Hope you are all enjoying life and liked this chapter. I know its only the first one but there are many things to come!! Was it alright? 

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Katie :)