It's Complicated (Troyler)

Sea Lions

*Tyler's POV*

I could barely contain my excitement when I seen Troye awkwardly strolling down the sidewalk ahead of us. 

"There he is!" I yelped, grabbing onto Connor's arm and hopping up and down. Connor just laughed but I could tell he thought my reaction was over the top. I was always over the top about everything though, especially anything that included Troye. He was my best friend and that was saying something considering the amount of people I associated myself with.

"Hey!" I screamed, running toward him as fast as my short legs could carry me. He looked up just before I tackled him. I squeezed him to me with every bit of strength I could muster. I buried my face into his chest and inhaled. He smelled even better than I remembered. I don't know if it's just because of how many moisturizers he uses but every time I'm with him he has a completely different scent, each one better than the last.

The next ten minutes were a complete blur to me. All I knew for sure was how excited I was. I don't remember getting this excited over anything for months, probably since the last time Troye and I were reunited. Troye was awkward like he usually was when we first met up. He hadn't stopped blushing or smiling since I'd first called to him. I doubt he even realized he had the goofy smile on his face, because if he did he'd be trying to cover it up. 

"Are we almost there? Maybe we should just get a taxi." Connor complained, strutting ahead of the rest of us. I snorted at his impatience but didn't leave my place by Troye's side. I'd been more nervous about meeting Troye's brother than I was about seeing him again. And it would seem I had good reason. It wasn't often I ran into a person that I couldn't win over despite all my efforts, but I had a hunch Steele would be one of those people. He already had an opinion of me and it didn't look like it'd be easy to change it.

"It's literally on the next street, calm down." I reassure, tripping over Troye's foot and face-planting against Connor's back.

"And I should calm down? You're practically flinging yourself at me, you slut." I roll my eyes and get back on my feet. The second I have sure footing again I feel Troye's hands on my shoulders.

"I am so sorry." He whispers, staring into my eyes. I feel my knees turning to jelly and look away quickly. I'm not supposed to feel this way about him, damn it. 

"It was an accident, don't worry about it." I manage through clenched teeth. Troye still looks concerned but at least he lets go of me and hurries to catch up to his brother. I walk behind, trying to calm my heart beat down. Troye had been so embarassed when I felt his heartbeat earlier but he had no idea mine was three times as fast. 

"Tyler? Hurry up! You're our guide after all." Troye laughed, gesturing for me to join them up ahead. Oh god, why did his features have to light up so perfectly when he laughed? And who gave him the right to have such mesmerizing eyes? I ran to catch up, stumbling over myself once I finally did. Why was I such a klutz?

"Is that the place?" Steele mouthed, pointing to the familiar red building.

"Yes sir!" I beam, running ahead. I can hear their muffled whispers behind me and grin. At first glance the place is a lot to take in so I don't blame them for being judgmental, but I knew they'd love it upon entering. The atmosphere is so friendly compared to that of the restaurants in LA.

Once inside I stood by the door, waiting to see their reactions. As I suspected they all looked fascinated and surprised by the interior. 

"This is nice!" Troye said cheerily, walking over to stand beside me. I loved having him with me, it was like I got to show him off to the rest of the world. Hey look, this is my best friend and I challenge you to find a cuter one.