Use Your Words (Troyler AU)

Chapter 4

Troye's POV

Of course he doesn't like you. He's probably not even gay. Chelsea is probably his girlfriend. Actually not probably, definitely.

I slammed the door to my car shut so hard that it shook the whole car. The car was already speeding down the road to my house before I knew what I was doing.

I ran up to my room, trying to contain the sob about to break through my chest. Why was I getting so jealous? I thought I was doing at least a pretty good job at keeping my crush thoughts out of my head. Sure the thoughts weren't there, but the feelings were.

My mother only yelled at me to be quiet. Does she seriously not care about me at all? At this point, my body was violently shaking and my head was clustered with thoughts of Tyler and Chelsea and my mom. I squeezed a pillow to my chest just needing something to hold.

Imagine holding Tyler right now.

Oh my god, no! I don't want to think about him! I don't want anything to do with him! A bully has never caused me this much pain.

Once again, my mother shushed me and I decided to try and go somewhere to try and calm myself down.

Mini time skip

I listened to the sound of the waves crashing on the beach. There were still tear marks on my face, and my hands still had a light shake to them, but my breathing was calmer. I leaned back onto the two-person bench.

Imagine Tyler sitting with you here.

I really hate my head right now. Every time my subconscious mentioned Tyler my frame shook and a tear might slip down my cheek.

Why was I getting so emotional over him? He's just some popular kid who I'm sure doesn't actually care about me. May as well just try and forget about him sooner than later.

I started to try and hum. That would take my mind off him right?

Nope, didn't work one bit. I just ended up humming the song "Kiss Me", thinking about him the whole time.

"Hey." I heard Tyler mutter. Why was he here? I was supposed to come to the beach to get away from him, not talk to him. He was sitting next to me, but I scooted to the edge of the bench as far as I could without falling off. Tyler looked over at me, and I looked up, my eyes pooling with hate, his with apology. "She's a flirt, I swear we're just friends. Like she said, I'm gay as fuck. " He smiled at the last sentence.  I still didn't give him a smile, even though in truth I was extremely relieved to hear those words.

"Come here." Tyler smiled, opening his arms to me. I scooted back over and leaned my head on his shoulder, his arms wrapping around me. I tried to make myself think that this was everything I didn't want, but in truth...

It was all I could ever want.

A/N
Hey so short ik just a little filler chapter ok I'm tired its 3:47 am oops

-Clarissa <3