Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

-Troye's POV-

My eyelashes fluttered.

It was 9. I can tell by the way the sun is outside the window that looks over LA.

I woke up in Tyler's warm arms.

A familiar place.

I looked up slightly, to see if Tyler was awake.

"Morning." He said, obviously tired.

"How long have you been up?" I said sitting up and stretching.

"Only a little bit. I was watching you sleep." He said running his hand through his lavender hair.

"That would be creepy but, it's you so I'm ok with that." I said giggling.

"I know you would." He yawned.

"How late were you up?" I asked him.

"Till like 3. I was editing. So much editing." He said as I laid back into his arms.

"You should've gone to bed Tilly." I giggled.

"I know but I just needed to finish it." He laughed.

He let go of me and grabbed his phone from the night stand.

I rolled over and grabbed mine off of my nightstand on the other side.

A text, from my mom Laurelle.

"Hey!! How's it been in the new apartment?!" She texted.

I moved into Tyler's place about a week ago.

"Normal I guess. Doesn't feel much different. :)" I texted.

With the time difference it was likely she wouldn't answer.

I checked twitter, sent out a morning tweet as usual.

"@troyesivan: Morning lovelies." I tweeted.

A minute later I got a tweet from Tyler.

"@tylerOakley: @troyesivan Morning bitch."

I laughed.

"Tilly what was that for?" I asked as I rolled back over to him.

"You didn't make me go to bed last night and now I'm tired." He pouted.

"It's not my fault" I said sassily

"I know I'm just kidding." He giggled as he pecked me on the lips.

I got up and quickly ruffled my hair and walked into the hall.

Joey wasn't home as he was at Shane's house, the usual and Rowan was in England for a month.

"Babe I'm making breakfast, get your ass downstairs if you plan on me making you any." I laughed as I walked downstairs.

"Don't be so harsh, I'm coming!!" Tyler yelled from our room.

Our room. I like the sound of that.

I went into the kitchen and opened the fridge.

I heard little footsteps travel down the stairs and saw still messy haired Tyler.

"What do you want?" I asked shutting the fridge and opening the cupboard.

"Starbucks." He replied.

I didn't drink Starbucks much but the more time I spent with Tyler I did.

"I don't feel like getting dressed." I complained.

"Troye, it's 9 in the morning. No one in all of California wants to be awake right now. No one will be there. I promise." He laughed wrapping his arms around me.

"Okay." I said.

"Okay." He said back.

We both smiled at the reference we had just made.

We quickly fixed our hair and left.

In the car with One Direction's album Midnight Memories playing I looked around LA.

I really loved it here.

I fiddled with Tyler's hand as he drove.

Once we arrived we saw a familiar car.

The orange Kia Soul that our friend Olivia owned sat in the parking lot.

"Olivia's here, like usual!!" Tyler giggled.

Olivia and Tyler had been good friends for a little while, and she recently moved out here.

"There's my favorite OTP!!" She said standing up as we walked in.

Tyler and I hugged her, then I sat across her while Tyler ordered.

"Just get me whatever." I said sitting down.

"K babe." He replied.

"You two are the cutest." She giggled.

I smiled.

"Where have you been?!" I asked.

"Just at home with the guys. " She said setting her white iPhone on the table.

"Oh, how are they?" I asked.

"Normal." She laughed.

We made small talk for about 15 minutes then headed back home.

****2 hours later****

"I'm bored. " I complained to Tyler as I sat on the couch.

"I know. No ones home." He said opening his MacBook.

Without anyone home, the house felt empty, but at the same time we were all over the place, meeting friends and talking to people.

I was just happy to be home with someone I loved. That was all I needed.

I laid on Tyler's lap moving his laptop out of the way, causing him to shut it and set it next to him.

I looked up to him and he looked down to me.

I admired every part of his face.

His eyes.

His hair.

His smile.

His everything.

"I love you." He said kissing me on the lips.

"Love you too." I said shutting my eyes and drifting off to sleep.

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