*Tyler's POV*
Even now, when we'd almost reached our hotel room, I still had sweaty palms and the hairs on the back of my neck were standing straight up. When Troye had asked to come back to my room my mind instantly jumped to the most sexual way to interpret it. I mean, had we not just agreed we were to do it when we got back to LA? I mean, sure it was a little strange he'd suggest it when he knew Connor and I were sharing a room, but if need be we could find a way to make it work. Hell, I was already regretting not taking up is bathroom stall offer, no way was I going to make the mistake of backing out of this offer. However, as it turned out, he hadn't even meant anything like that by it, calling me a slut afterwards in the sexiest whisper of a voice I'd ever heard him use.
The way I felt toward him was getting worse. With every derogatory name, touch of his hand, and toothy smile I was falling even more in... Like? Surely I don't just like the kid, I've liked people before and never felt so utterly brainwashed. But I don't think I'd call it love yet, love is a big thing to admit to and I just don't think I'm ready for that kind of-
"Tilly, can we pwease stop at Taco Bell?" He pleaded, looking over at me with his lip pouted out and big round eyes. I swallowed hard, taken off guard by his sudden cuteness display. I nodded, not being able to form words. He jumped for joy and hugged me to him.
"You're the best." Oh no. Oh no no no. It's love, it is most definitely love. I had to mentally remind myself to breath when he was cuddling himself into my chest. I wrapped my arms around him to return the embrace so he wouldn't back away. I mean, I didn't want the hug to end, but the main reason was because I didn't want him to see the look on my face. I wore my heart like an open book, the second he saw my infatuated expression it'd be game over.
"Ty, we've been hugging for like a minute, don't you think Connor's feeling rather uncomfortable?" He whispered, his accent coming through even thicker than usual. I liked to pretend it was because of how nervous he was hugging me, but that was probably not the case. The accent probably just shows at random times. Though the idea of his thick and sexy accent coming through while we were-
"Tyler?" I jolted back to reality, realizing Troye was squirming to back out of the hug. I released him and quickly looked at the ground to hide how the blood had rushed to my cheeks.
"Sorry..." I mumbled nervously. Nervously? That was an unusual word to describe me. What had the boy done to me?
"It's fine..." Troye mumbled back, but he didn't sound nervous, just confused. Probably confused why I wouldn't let go of him, ugh, I'm such an idiot sometimes. Thinking sexual thoughts about him while we were hugging, of course I was going to get lost in the fantasy!
"Guys?" I looked up, just now noticing how Connor had been standing with his hands on his hips and an annoyed expression. I quickly grabbed Troye's wrist and tugged him ahead with me.
"We're going to Taco Bell, coming?"
"Nah, I think I'll just head back to the room. Get me my usual." He mumbled, stumbling off in the opposite direction of us. He seemed so tired I doubted he'd be awake when we got back to eat the food that we got him. I continued dragging Troye though I knew he would follow even if I let go. I was only doing it because I didn't want to break our contact.
When we finally walked into Taco Bell I probably looked as tired as Connor. On the other hand Troye was as alert as ever, looking around the building at the couple of people that were still out at this hour of the night. I strolled up to the ordering counter and gave my best smile I could manage. I ordered for all of us, seeing as I knew both of their orders by heart. I turned around, expecting Troye to still be standing beside me, and started toward the door. Only he wasn't. I quickly scanned the room and seen him sitting in a corner table with a perky smile and sunglasses on. Sunglasses in the dark? Really Troye? I groaned and went to round him up.
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It's Complicated (Troyler)
FanfictionTyler and Troye have chemistry, there is no denying that. But will their chemistry be enough to overcome all the curve-balls life keeps throwing at them? When nothing seems to be going right will Troye get over his feelings for Tyler or will it prov...
