Hey Guys! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a little while. I don't really have an excuse other than I'm back to school and also, I was in Disney. I'm back now though and I'm hoping to update more often. I'm hoping to hit you hard in the stomach with feels this chapter so let me know what you think in the comments below! Enjoy this chapter! P.s. If you suffer from an eating disorder, please, please please, do not read the rest of this fanfiction unless you know it won't trigger you. I love you all. Stay safe. xoxo -Emily
Tyler's POV
"Tyler?" Troye looked surprised.
"Troye."
"Ty-"
I cut him off.
"Troye. I'm so sorry I hurt you. I realize now that I love you. I didn't notice it before because I was so caught up in Joey. Troye, I came all the way here. All the way to Australia, to tell you that I am truly madly deeply in love with you. And I don't care if it's too soon to say that. It might be but like I said I seriously don't care. I love you so much and I needed to be with you. I need to be with you. Now."
He didn't say anything for what seemed like hours. He just looked into my eyes. I was starting to regret saying what I had said.
"Troye... I'm sorry... I'll le-"
He cut me off. But not by talking. By probably the best possible way anyone could ever shut me up. He smashed his lips to mine and cupped my face with his hands. He pulled away and smiled.
"I love you too."
I couldn't stop smiling. I probably looked like an idiot but at this point, I didn't care.
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Troye's POV
"You can stay here, while you're in Australia... if you want to I mean." I half smiled at Tyler.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
I helped Tyler bring his stuff up to my room and before I knew it, we were both on our laptops, on Tumblr. Surprise ey?
"Tilly I'm going to go get something to eat. Do you want something?" I asked as I put my laptop on my nightstand.
"Um.. no. I'm fine."
He didn't look away from his computer screen but I saw it in his eyes that something was going on.
"Okay. I'll be right back."
I got up and walked downstairs into the kitchen. No one was going to be home tonight and since I didn't feel like cooking, I'd have to live off of snacks. I grabbed the Nutella and two spoons. Just in case Tyler changed his mind. And yes, I do count Nutella as substancial food. I walked back into my room and sat down next to Tyler.
"Are you sure you don't want any?" I asked.
He looked over. "Um sure... I guess I'll have some."
We sat there, on Tumblr and eating Nutella. To me, this is the life.
Tyler's POV
We finished the Nutella and I felt gross.
"Troye where's your bathroom?" I asked.
"At the end of the hall on the right."
"Thanks. I'll be right back." I forced a smile and walked to the bathroom.
As soon as I was in the bathroom I locked the door and sat in front of the toilet.
You're too fat to eat.
You don't deserve to eat.
A tear rolled down my cheek as a made myself throw up. Once I did though, I felt a lot better. I flushed the toilet, got up and splashed some cool water on my face.
I couldn't let Troye find out about this.
