Away for a month

Chapter 6

Part 6

Troye's POV

I saw Tyler’s eyes flicker between my eyes, face and ribs. I couldn’t help but sigh, wishing Zoë had got me out a jacket to put on. I began to feel conscious, shifting on my feet. Did I look different from the last time I had seen him? I must do. It had been months! Talking over Twitter, Text and Skype is different from talking in real life.

I saw Tyler blush, I didn’t have a clue what was going on in his head but I hope he wasn’t regretting this whole trip.

He got up, walking over to me, where I was still stood foolishly by the toilet door.

“Were you waiting for an invitation?” he smiled, hugging me.

“Well I don’t know,” I sighed, hugging him back. At that moment, all of my worries disappeared and I felt so full of excitement for the next month that I thought I could be sick again. But of course I didn’t, I mean this was Tyler flipping Oakley. The Tyler Oakley. I wasn’t going to go and be sick on him for gods sake.

“Maybe that’s a bit tight actually,” he laughed, loosing his grip around me and smiling.

I smiled back at him and sighed into his shoulders. We let go of each other at the same time, him smiling at me with a tilted head. I weakly smiled at him, once again, wishing I had a smart witty comment to fire at him before we left. I didn't have one, though.

We all got a cab back to the new apartment. Tyler spoke into the microphone.

“Reserved for Sugg,” he said, not shifting his straight face.

 “What?” I asked, giggling and looking over at Zo.

“Long story. I’m sure Tyler wouldn’t mind telling you about it later,” she whispered, nudging me gently.

“Shut up you!” I whispered back, playfully pushing her towards Alfie.

At that exact moment, the door was unlocked, meaning Alfie stepped forward just as I pushed Zoë. She ended up tottering about, nearly flat on her face for about 20 seconds. Alfie and Tyler both turned to look at us, and a saw Zoë blushing, I don’t know why that made me chuckle because I knew that I was blushing too.

Zoë dusted herself down and we walked into the apartment for the first time.

Alfie pointed the way to my bedroom and I dumped my bags down on the bed closest to the window.

I opened up one of two wardrobes. You’ve got to be kidding me. No. No. No. No. The wardrobe was literally full to the brim with neatly ironed light brown, medium brown, brown brown shorts and billions of cute button ups.

 Yup. Tyler Oakley’s  holiday wardrobe.

I moved along to the second wardrobe and began to unload my clothes. I tried to get it done as quickly as I could because I was absolutely exhausted.

I turned around and lay my head back onto my pale blue pillow and waved bed covers.

Tyler's POV

As much as I wanted to just get into bed, I know I should let Troye settle in first. I walked over to Zoë and Alfie's room and lightly knocked on the door.

“Zalfie,” I giggled, waiting outside, “you’re not smooching are you?”

"Yea. I mean no. I mean you can come Tyler,” Alfie spluttered.

"Hello!” I said, opening the door and closing it behind me. They were both sat on the bed near the window, their room was exactly the same as ours except one of the beds was wonky and looking as it had been moved.

"Help me move the bed will you Tyler? We want it to be like a double bed, but it so blooming heavy!” Alfie laughed, looking over at Zoë and rolling his eyes.

She stopped filing her freshly manicured nails as she spoke- “hey! I can’t help you! I'm unpacking our stuff!” Zoë moaned, noticing the eyes.

I laughed at them bickering and bent down to help Alfie.

“1...2…3… Push!” I shouted, not realising that Troye was still in my (well our) bedroom.

"I dread to think what Troye thinks is going on in here!” Zoë laughed, closing the empty bags and putting them under her bed. She walked over to the small join between the beds and started to re-arrange the bed covers, “what is Troye doing?”

“I’m not sure,” I said sitting on the bed opposite Zoë and Alfie, “I mean, I just sort of walked in, saw him going into the bedroom and made a sandwich with the bread that me and Alfie picked up earlier. I haven’t been back in because I thought it’d be best to give him a bit of space. Time to calm down a bit after the flight.”

“And after being sick,” Alfie added, getting out his phone.

“Yea, I meant to ask you Zoë. What actually happened?” I said, tilting my head at Zoë.

“I really don’t know. He looked ill right from when we got on the plane but I- Alfie what are you doing?" she asked, laughing. Alfie grinned and showed us his Insta selfie, captioned 'loving Tennessee so far! Chilling with the little one and Mr Tyler Oakley himself ;) @zoella @TylerOakley @TroyeSivan'.

"Selfies Zo!" he laughed, before letting her carry on.

"Ok. What did I say? Oh yea. The plane. I thought that when we were had got going that would all just fade.  I mean, he was pretty nervous about coming; I'm not going to lie. I thought it was nerves. But he looked like he was going to be sick pretty much all the way though the flight. I just want him to be ok,” Zoë said, she looked up from her hands and flickered her eyes between Alf and me.

"Why don’t you go see if he’s ok? Because, not to be rude or anything Tyler, but im absolutely exhausted,” Alfie chuckled, looking over to Zoë.

“No, its fine. I’m tired too! Enjoy your double bed guys!” I smiled, picking up my phone and walking out of the room. I closed the door behind me and nervously walked down the hall.

I knocked on the door and waited patiently for an answer. I knocked again.

“Troye?” I whispered, opening the door slightly.

I bit my lip to stop me from laughing. He had started to put his clothes away but now was lying on his bed, asleep.

I stood awkwardly at the door way for a while, trying to stop myself from staring at his adorable, motionless body. I closed the door and walked over to my bed, taking off the excess sheets and the clothes that didn’t fit in my wardrobe.

I got changed into my pyjama shorts and plain t-shirt and walked over to the window, careful not to knock Troye’s bed. I opened up the curtains and slightly pushed on the window. Letting air into the room. Leaving the curtains open, I quietly climbed into bed.

*Authors Note*

Its my last day at school  tomorrow guys! the episodes are gonna start getting a bit more Christmas k? And I might start setting goals... what do you think about that?

Q. Have you all broken up from school yet?