Youtuber One-shots

I Promise, Troye.

"Tilly?" I say softly and he looks at me through the screen.

"Yeah?"

"I-if you want someone else who can be there with you... I understand. It's okay." I sniffle slightly and wipe a tear off my cheek.

"Troye... I just... it's hard not to be with you." I nod and look down at the hands in my lap.

"I know. Ty, you can leave." We make eye contact through the cameras and I can already tell what he's about to say.

"Maybe it would be easier if we were friends." My heart sinks, but I guess I should've expected it.

I did tell him he can leave.

I start to tear up and I wipe my nose with the sleeve of my sweater.

Imagining him with someone else isn't easy for me to process.

"Troye?" I look up at him.

"Sorry. Uh... yeah, that's fine. I understand."

"Troye I don't want to do this." He says and I let out a small sob.

"It's okay, Tilly. I-I promise." I stutter on my words.

"Babe-"

"Tyler, please don't call me that. Just... give me a few days. I have to go." I scroll to get to the end call button as fast as I can.

"Troye wai-" the sound of the call ending makes my heart sink and I sob, my hands in my face.

Why did I let myself get so dependent?

I knew he was too good for me but I guess over the course of three months I tried to convince myself I was enough.

I hear the sound of Tyler's Skype call again and shut my laptop, moving it on the floor as I wrap my arms around my legs and cry into my knees.

My phone goes off with a text and I glance to see only the name 'Tilly 💕' before I burst into sobs again.

"Troye do you have a light I can-" Sage walks into the room and stops talking as I look up at her through blurry eyes.

"O-over there." I point to the box light and she walks to me instead, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Why are you sad?" She asks and I cry harder as I think more about what just happened.

She sighs and pulls me into her, rubbing my back.

"It's okay, tell me when you need to." I cry into her shirt and she shushes me. "I'm here for you, Troye. Whenever you need me." She soothes and I look up at her.

"Th-thanks." She frowns and wipes a few tears off my face.

"What happened?"

"T-T-Tyler broke u-up with me." I get out before I become a mess again and she let's out a huff of air, pulling me closer.

"I'm so sorry Troye."

*Time Skip*

The next few days are hell. I can't stop crying and I don't want to eat anything.

My whole family knows and they try to talk to me but it always ends in fits of tears on my end.

Tyler's texted me, called me, and Skyped me more times than I can count and I haven't replied to one.

I haven't even been on social media and I still have Tyler's tweet notifications on but I keep telling myself it'll be easier to get over him if I can learn to accept that he has other things to do and to know that he's doing okay.