Away for a month

Chapter 13

Tylers POV

"You girls ok in there?" Zoe asked, knocking on the bathroom door. I dread to think what she thought was going on. But whatever she thought, it was the complete opposite. How could it have been worse at Playlist? How had I not realised? If he's stick thin now, and it was worse then...

I felt Troyes eyes on me as I was deep in thought.

"Yep. Just give us a minute! When are we leaving?" he shouted, shifting off me and pressing his back onto the door.

"Okie Dokie! And I'd say about 20 minutes? Is that ok? Is that ok Alf?" she shouted.

Alfie mumbled something I hadn't quite heard. It must have been a good enough answer because I soon heard footsteps and then the latch on their door as it banged shut.

I heard Zoe giggle and then it all went silent. I looked at Troye who was still by the door. He raised his eyebrow and then we both burst into fits of laughter.

"I don't want to even imagine what they're doing," I stated, getting up and walking over to him.

He nodded in agreement, "look, please don't tell Zo. Or anyone else. I just. I would trust Zoe and Alf with anything. Just not this. You're the only one who knows. I'm trusting you, Tyler. Ok?"

I nodded.

"Strictly between us?"

I nodded again. This was a big deal to him. I wasn't going to let him down.

"You ready?" he asked, putting his hand on the door handle.

"Yep," I smiled, stepping forward, "wait-"

I leapt forward and pulled him into my arms. He jumped backwards and his back leant against the door, leaving room for my hands to snake around his body tightly, but not too tightly. He put one arm around my waist and one arm inbetween my shoulder bones, like he did outside of costa. It was the cutest. He rested his cheek on my shoulder and I felt him smile. I smiled too.

"Tilly," he whispered.

"Yea?" I asked.

"I love you," he said.

I felt myslef blush. He was perfect.

"I love you too Troye Sivan,"

We stayed like that for a while. It was bliss. Feeling his chest move up and down with each breath, the way his fingers moved up and down my back and the way that, every now and then, he would mumble something that I couldn't quite make out.

"You're perfect," he said finally, pulling away and looking into my eyes carefully, as if he was studying them.

"Ditto," I winked, unlocking the door and pushing it open, "after you."

He walked out of the door and I closed it behind me. He threw my shoes carefully so they landed in my hands before he began to do up his laces. He stood up and reached for my orange jacket. I tied my laces and stood up next to him.

He put on my jacket and began to do up the zip. I raised my eyebrows at him and he giggled.

"Can I borrow your jacket please, Tilly?" he asked, smiling sweetly at me.

I shook my head smiling and quickly went into our bedroom to get my Halloween sweater from a hanger in my wardrobe. I looked over at the window and couldn't help but laugh. I walked out, still laughing and Troye frowned curiously.

"What?" he asked, looking into our bedroom.

"I think we should ask Alfie to close our window later," I giggled, he beamed at me and began to laugh too.

"Shall I knock?" he asked between chuckles, pointing to their bedroom door.

"Go for it," I said, getting my phone out of my pocket.

"Alfie? Zoe?" he asked, whilst knocking gently on their door. We heard a very muffled groan and then some shuffling before footsteps and then Alfie unlocked the door.

"Hey," he smiled, awkwardly.

"Are you ready to go?" Troye asked, peering past him into the room behind.

"Um," Alfie said, biting his lip and turning around to look at Zoe i guessed. She said something and then he turned back to face Troye, looking down on him like a parent would a child, "yep. The Little One'll be a few minutes but we're ready." Alfie stepped past Troye and walked over to the door to get his trainers.

I was looking at him from across the door, making up crazy scenarios in my head about what had been going on in there.

"What?" he asked, feeling my eyes on him. I shook my head and went back to scrolling through my twitter feed. Troye walked into the bedrooom and got out his phone and soon after Zoe came out and we were ready.

"You look a bit... flustered?" I asked, when we were well on our way down the road.

"Shut it," she said, putting some hair behind her ear. She did look really pretty. She must have curled her hair this morning and she was wearing a really cute floral tee shirt, with some cute khaki shorts and gladiator sandals. She pulled the cat-eye style shades down off of her forehead and put them over her eyes- it was getting quite hot out.

Alfie stopped outside of an IHOP and turned to face us.

"Pancakes?" he asked. Obvously, he was greeted by 3 little childrens squeals of excitment. I mean pancakes guys.

We walked inside, led by Alfie and Troye and got a booth by the window, Alfie sat on the left, Troye on the right. Zoe hung back a second a held my shoulder. "I'll sit with Troye if you want. It is ok between you two right?" she asked.

"Its fine between us. You sit next to Alfie gurl. Thank you though," I smiled, sliding in beside Troye. She smiled at me politley and I beamed at her.

"Ok selfie guys," I said, getting outmy phone and loading Instagram. We all leaned in and took a few really cute photos which I loaded onto Instagram.

'Selfies with the Tennessee Gang! Expect a pancake picture in a while! #ihop! (w/ @TroyeSivan @zozeebo @pointlessblog )'

We just talked for a bit, discussing what we had done so far in our days apart. Me and Troye lied of course, saying we had gone onto a cute ranch and rode horses and shit. I highly doubt they bought it. I think they thought we were frickle frackling or something ridiculous. Maybe thats not so ridiculous actually...

"Hi! Can I take your order please?" asked a polite, stereotypically pretty, blonde, tanned girl of about our age.

"Um I think we're ready, yep. I'll have the blueberry-" Zoe began before being interupted by the (not so polite) waitress.

"Alfie ricking Deyes," she stated, clenching up and taking a deap breath. Alfies head snapped round to face the waitress.

Alfie gasped, before quietly speaking. "oh my god."

*Authors Note*

Is anyone even enjoying this anymore?

I really like this chapter to be honest :')