The story is going to get intense real fast bc I'm rlly inspired by this part. This is also going to be a long chapter for those of you who complain. Hehehe
~Tyler's POV~
Finally, the clock strikes six and it's time for visits. I see some staff members dragging out a few people here and there, and then I finally see my Troye Sivan.
"Tilly?" He whimpers, trying to break free from the staff members holding him back.
"Troye boy" I choke out "finally."
I follow the group of patients into the cafeteria, where I'm assuming we have visits. The staff members, a woman and a humongous man, allow Troye to sit down at a table, and I quickly sit in front of him.
"Tyler" he says, his gaze meeting mine "I thought you didn't love me anymore."
"Are you insane?" I chuckle, getting a dissaproving glance from the guards watching us "sorry, I'll keep it down."
"Of course I love you. Franta just got here first" I mutter under my breath "so, anyways, tell me all about it here."
"I can't go into detail" Troye whispers "for privacy concerns. But I've made three friends, I had to be put in the quiet room where I was sedated, and" he begins to close his eyes "I was almost beaten up this morning."
"This is more like a fucking prison compared to a hospital" I mutter under my breath. I reach for Troye's hand, but his hand is already up, reaching for mine.
"God, I've missed you" he sniffles "I have an idea, but I know you probably won't be up for it."
"Oh yeah? What's that, dear?" I whisper, squeezing his hand.
"I'm going to go to the bathroom, and you come in exactly five minutes after me. Okay?"
"Why?" I tilt my head in confusion.
"Just. Do. It" he whispers, raising his hand.
"Excuse me, I need to go use the restroom. May I?" Troye asks, looking at me with a smile. They nod, watching him exit the cafeteria doors. What exactly is he planning all at once? I'm really confused.
I do as he says, exactly five minutes after, I walk into the bathroom.
"Troye?" I whisper, walking around the stalls "Troye, it's your Tilly."
He pulls open one of the stall doors, grabbing the collar of my shirt and yanking me in with him.
"Whoa" I gasp "what are you doing?"
"I've missed you" he whispers, biting his lip. He now has his arms tightly around my waist. He's looking me dead in the eye, his eyes full of love and lust.
"I've missed you just as much if not more" I smile, combing my fingers through his hair.
"We have to be in the closet here" he frowns "and it's one of the hardest things for me."
"So is that why you dragged me in this stinky bathroom?"
It's time guys c;
He nods, grabbing the back of my neck roughly. He pulls my lips to his, and I almost forgot the unreal feeling of Troye Sivan's lips against mine. With his other hand he roughly grabs my ass, causing me to let out a breathy moan. His tongue enters my mouth, we begin to intertwine. He yanks back my hair, and I mutter a quiet "fuck Troye, this is crazy."
He suddenly lets go of me, all at once.
"I'm sorry, do you not want this?" he frowns, quickly taking his hands off of me.
