Skinny Love (A Toey Fanfiction)

Chapter Two- The Civil Wars

Hey guys! This is my first Author Note for this book. So, before I get started with the story, I'll tell you stuff about me.

My name is Bella.
I love youtubers...obviously.

That's all...lol

I'll leave social media information below:)

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Tyler's Point Of View

I woke up with a peaceful feeling still in my heart. I liked it a lot. I felt safe and protected. Why? Oh yeah, I'm with Joey. I didn't want to wake him. He is so cute when he sleeps. He looks like a little baby that I just want to squeeze and hug. I climbed on top of Joey, hovering over him. Leaving small kisses down his neck. "Good morning." I whispered. His heart got faster. Do I seriously have this effect on Joey? Joey smiled, and opened his eyes. I greeted him with a peck on the lips. "Hi there baby." I said in a sweet voice. His cheeks got pink. "Hi." Joey mumbled in a high pitched, but yet sexy, morning voice. I stroked his hair, and stared at him with admiration. I want to kiss him really badly. Why not? I laid my lips on his, brushing them. He responded, kissing me softly. The same connection happened again. That, "I've been searching for you," type of feeling. And I love it. Almost like I love him. Wait what? No no, I don't love him. I just have a crush on him. A big one. Anyway, he made me feel like the only boy in the world. Out of all the hot men, he chose me.

To kiss me, to hug me, to cuddle me, to love me. Wait wait. Hold on with the love thing. He doesn't love me, remember. He loves someone else. Whoever that person is, better treat him right. Don't go breaking his heart or whatever. If he does, then we are going to have a problem. Joey is a fragile person. I pulled back for a breath of air, realizing that I was still kissing him. "Tyler...do you like me?" Joey asked. Then blushed immediately. "Yes." I said without hesitation. Joey smiled. "I like you too." Joey said. My heart fluttered, but I'm not the person he loves. I decided not to ask who he loves because I feel like I've asked that question to much. So I smiled and kissed him on the nose. It is pretty hard telling someone who you love. I should know. Ruining the moment, Sawer knocked on the door. "Hey lovebirds! Get up before I make breakfast for one!" He called. Joey looked at me and smiled cheekily. I grabbed his hand and led him out the door, entwining them on the way.

Joey's Point Of View

I was on cloud nine. Tyler likes me. We sat down to eat in silence. Tyler's hand was on my leg. Should I come out to Sawer? I looked at Tyler and have him the same look I did when I told him I was gay. He nodded. "Sawer." I said. He looked up from his laptop. "What's up?" He said. I sighed. "You probably already know this, but I'm gay." I said. Sawer nodded. "I know." He said, smiling. "Are you and Tyler a thing?" He asked. I looked at Tyler. "Um, no." Tyler said a bit sadly. "Not yet." Sawer mumbled under his breath, laughing. I laughed with him. "Okay. I don't care. I'm not going to make you move out or anything. Just no gay fucking in front of me." He said. Tyler and I both laughed. "Deal." I said, giggling. Sawer smiled at me, and refocused on his editing. "Alright! Thanks for the food! I have to go run some YouTube errands and collab with Hannah Hart today. So I'll see you later. Tyler kissed me on the cheek, and left. Leaving me happier than ever. "Not a thing." Sawer grunted. I grinned. "You like that boy a lot, don't you?" He asked. "Yeah." I said honestly.

"He likes you too." Sawer said. "How do you know?" I asked. "The way he looks at you and everything. How he acted sad when he said you weren't a thing. I can just tell." Sawer shrugged. "You guys remind me of that song by The Civil Wars...To Whom It May Concern." He said. "I haven't heard that song." I said. "Well you should look it up later on. It reminds me of you two." Sawer said. I nodded and walked in my room to get ready.

Tyler's Point Of View

When I was driving home, I couldn't stop thinking about Joey. Why does he have to be so fucking cute? And he doesn't even like me all that much. I should just give him a break. He probably was worried that I would claim him mine and not let him date anyone else if we became more than just a "romantic interest." I guess I should be happy that he likes me somewhat...somewhat. I don't like that word. It's like that halfway sort of word. Why am I so concerned about Joey liking me and not loving me? Am I in love with Joey?

When I got home, I fell on my bed and got out my laptop. I looked up, "Signs you are in love" The results are shocking. I read an article made by a physiologist.

It said, "I am Dr. Norfleet, phycologist in relationships, sexuality, and romantic emotions. I have got many questions asking 'Are there signs I am in love?' Well the number one sign of loving someone is actually the most shocking sign of all. It might not seem to make sense at first, but it will sink in if you think about it. The first sign of being in love, is if you deny that they love you too."

I gasped, and shut the laptop. No, that's not true. It can't be. Okay, maybe it is. I opened back up the laptop, and kept reading.

"...there are more signs of being in love. Do you get self conscious about yourself when you are around that girl/boy? Gay or straight, love comes in all shapes or sizes. Anyways, what I tell my patients when they ask that question. ' I can't tell you if you are in love or not. If you fall for them, fall for them. If it doesn't turn out good, then they aren't the one for you. Just go with the flow without any questions asked.' It might seem crazy, coming from a phycologist, but trust me, it works."

That's when I shut the laptop. I can't read anymore. I still have to collab with Hannah. I called her. "Hey Tyler," her enthusiastic voice said. "Hey girl!" I said. "Ready to collab?" Hannah asked. "Yeah!" I said. "Okay, well you can come over while Troye is here. I want to see some Troyler action," she laughed. "Yay! I haven't seen Troye in a while." I cheer. "Good! I'll volunteer to film your sex tape." Hannah jokes. I laughed?. "Okay, we'll I'll see you then." I say and hang up. Troye is there. I like Troye...as a friend. I would rather have the fans ship "toey" than "troyler". Just saying. I ran a finger through my hair, and got my way to my car. I was trying not to think of that article. I found myself at Hannah's house already. I walked in, not caring to knock. Troye and Hannah were just finishing their video. "Hi Tyler!" Hannah cheered. Troye turned around, and basically mauled me.

I hugged him back. He kissed me on the cheek and said, "Tyler! I missed you, love!" Love? I sighed. "I miss you too." He smiled, and brought me, by hand, to where they were filming. "What are you guys going to do?" Troye asked. "We can do an It Gets Better video. I think some fans need that." Hannah suggested. "Okay!" I said. We set up our cameras and lights. Oh lights. I had a flash back o when Joey was helping with lights.

Flashback.

"So you do this?" I put my hand on top of Joey's and I think I felt electricity. Joey looked up into my eyes, and got fumbles with his words. "Um...yeah. Then you twist it." Joey looked up back in my eyes. His eyes were pretty. I started moving closer to him, and our lips touched.

End of Flashback.

"Tyler?" Hannah asked. "Oh, sorry. Daydreaming. " I said. "Okay, well are you ready to film?" Hannah asked. "Yeah!" I said and sat in front of the camera. "Hey guys its Hannah Hart here! And I'm here with a special guest, Tyler Oakley!" I popped my head in. "Oh hey!" I said. "So, todays video is a bit different. We just want to say...it gets better. No matter how shitty it is in the beginning, it really does!" Hannah said. "Yes, and we just want to say that weather you're gay, straight, lesbian, bisexual, and so on...there is a light at the end of the tunnel, and you will find that light if you work hard enough and if you really want to find it." I explain, putting my heart in my words. "...And WHEN you find that light, a whole new community will open up for you."

"Yep." I say. Hannah continued and I tuned out. Then I something caught my ears. "For example, when I found my girlfriend, she was the last person I expected to fall in love with, but it happened, and I don't regret it a bit." Hannah said, smiling. I paused. Don't think of Joey. Don't think of Joey. "Yes, and I haven't found my special someone just yet, but I think I have someone on target." I looked at the camera the exact way I look at Joey. Maybe he'll get the message. "Aww! Who is it?" Hannah cooed. "I can't say! But I think he knows exactly who he is." I smiled to the camera. "Yay! So anyway, back to the point. Basically..." Hannah and I kept on talking until both videos was over. I turned off the camera. "Great! Thanks for helping me with that, Tyler! I've been wanting to make a video like that for a long time. I realized Troye was still watching. He was in tears. "That was amazing!" Troye walked over and brought me into a giant bear hug.

I awkwardly hugged him back, still feeling a bit lost without being in Joeys arms. I left an hour later. It's about 7:00 on a Saturday night. I picked up my phone and called Sawer. "Hey Tyler! I can't hang out right now I'm out with my girlfriend. Thanks anyway." Then I called Grace. "No time right now, Max Joseph. Editing videos. So lame! But how about next Saturday?" Grace calls me Max Joseph because ever since I died my hair, she said it looks like Max Joseph's from Catfish. I called so many other people. No one. Looks like I'm the only one who doesn't have plans on a Saturday. I tweeted it, for a joke. "Seriously? I've called 13 people to go out, and all rejected. Am I that bad?" Five minutes later, I got a tweet back. "You haven't called me, how rude!" The tweet was from Joey Graceffa. I took a breath. The last night reappeared in my head. Why Joey, why do you have to be so memorable? I got out my phone and shakily typed in the number.

"Hey one night stand boy!" Joey answered. I giggled. "Hey! So I guess you are my only option left. Wanna go out tonight?" I asked as confident as I could. "You know my answer...yes! Where are we going?" He asked. "How about The Striped Giraffe? It's a club!" (AN: Totally made this name up!) I smiled to myself. "That's a weird name for a club...but sure!" Joey said. "Okay! See you at 8:00!" I said and hung up. Little did Joey know, The Striped Giraffe is a gay bar. Joey Graceffa, prepare yourself for the gayest night of your life!

Joey's Point Of View

I smiled and practically screamed when Tyler hung up. I get to see him even though its only been like 10 hours! Long enough for me! I got myself up quick and redid all of my hair/face stuff. After that was done, I put on a black button up t-shirt with a pocket on the side that had rime stone trim. Black skinny jeans. And black Sperrys Not perfect, but presentable. I had some more time to waste, so I sprayed on some cologne. That seems about right. I got into my car, and drove to Tyler's house. When I got there, I knocked nervously. My heart was beating out of my chest. He opened, and pulled me in for a hug. "I know I saw you like 8 hours ago, but I missed you!" Tyler said. I smiled, smitten by his gaze. "Lets go!" I said, and took Tyler's hand, dragging him to the car. The drive took 15 minutes and he finally stopped somewhere. "Here we are! The Striped Giraffe!" He brought guided me in and showed his I-D to the security guard, and so did I.

When I entered the club, my face dropped.