Distant Shores; A Tyler Oakley & Connor Franta Fanfiction

Connor;

Over the next few days, Tyler and I just enjoyed each others company and spent time with our friends. We took things slowly, holding hands, sweet little kisses and stolen glances at each other from across the room. Sometimes Tyler would flash me a little secret smile and I would smile back, pinching myself just to know that it was real. Having Tyler to myself in the evening was the best time of the day. We would lye in bed talking, or sometimes even just in silence, but what ever we were doing, we were just happy being together.

I was worried though, I thought that once we were back in the states that things would start to feel weird and our relationship would slowly fizzle out. I didn't want to share this fear with Tyler. He might think I was trying to find some way of checking out, or maybe he would agree and say that it was just a fling while we were on vacation. The thought of either of those things terrified me, but I couldn't spend my life wondering how and when this wonderful fantasy would come to an end. I had to take it all in, live in the moment. And in this moment... I was in love.

It was Monday night, our flight back to Cali was at 8:40am the next morning and neither Tyler or I had even thought about starting to pack.

"Come on" Tyler said, grabbing my hands and pulling my slouched and slightly unwilling body up from sitting on the edge of the bed, "We gotta pack and get a few hours sleep, we have to leave super early"

"Urgh" I grumbled and Tyler chuckled under his breath.

I unwillingly started to fold my clothes and pack them into my suitcase. While leaning to put a pair of jeans into my case, Tyler walked behind me and his hand brushed across my lower back, which was exposed due to my shirt riding up. My skin tingled and the hair on the back of my neck stood up. Tyler touching my skin made me both nervous and excited... mostly excited.

I spun around on my heels and quickly landed my hands on Tylers hips. I pulled them in towards mine and I kissed him. Really kissed him. With all the passion and love that I had for him squeezed into that one moment. His hands ran up my arms and then clasped behind my neck. I could feel his body melting against mine and my knees went weak. We sat on the edge of the bed and then gradually fell backwards, laying on our sides, lovingly gazing at each other between kisses. My hand caressed his face and he laid his hand atop of mine and ran his thumb backwards and forwards over it. It tickled, but in a good way.

Tylers smile faded slightly, he got serious for a second, looked at my lips briefly and then back into my eyes and said "Connor, I think I'm in love with you..."