It's Complicated (Troyler)

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*Troye's POV*

"Troye, your boy-toy is here." I let my suitcase fall to the floor with a thump and turned around to glare at Sage. She was leaning against the door frame, a mischievous smile playing on her features. Ever since I brought Wyatt home for the first time last week she'd been finding endless ways to put him down. I'm still not sure what she has against him, but it's bothering me. Worst yet, she's brought up Tyler at least three times, completely oblivious to how much it hurts me to hear his name.

"He's not a boy-toy, he's my boyfriend. What's so hard to understand about that?" I asked, dragging my suitcase along behind us as we made our way down the hall. 

"He just doesn't seem like your type, you know?"

"Oh, and seeing as you know so much about me, what exactly is my type?"

"Well, for starters he has to be able to keep a conversation that does not include his deceased cats."

"Okay, I guess I do prefer guys with a wider array of conversational topics, but you have to admit other than how boring he is, he's not a bad guy." She let out an animal-like snort and I looked to her in disbelief, surprised she'd broken her usual dainty persona over something so small.

"That's really how you want to refer to your boyfriend? Troye, you shouldn't be dating a 'not bad' guy, you should be dating an amazing guy. Someone you're not only proud to be with, but also proud to show off." I sighed and stopped walking, just before entering the living room where Wyatt would most likely be sitting. I definitely did not want him to overhear our conversation. I still planned to dump him, but not until after Playlist. I'd wait until a week or so after we got back and cut it off. I didn't want to hurt him any more than necessary. Besides, my happiness was currently far from attainable, so at least this way one of us could remain happy.

"Why did you have to go off and become so smart? I don't like it." I concluded after a short pause for thoughts. She smiled and reached over, squeezing my hand lightly before letting it fall back to my side.

"I know you've had more than enough of siblings looking out for you, especially after Steele, but can I give you some advice?"

"Granted it doesn't include calling me stupid, I don't see why not." I said, grimacing just remembering Steele's crude speech from a few weeks ago. Sage smiled sweetly and shook her head.

"Nope, no name-calling."

"Okay, go for it."

"I know everyone is telling you to get over Tyler and basically give up on him, but I don't think you should. I mean, you've already been through so much for that boy, why is this the final straw?" I took a deep breath and fell back against the wall, using it for support. It was so strange to have someone trying to talk me into loving Tyler.

"You see, I agree with you on some aspects, but not all. I love him, no amount of lecturing or heartbreak will ever change that and I'd move mountains to be able to call him mine, but if he doesn't even want me to try, than what am I supposed to do? I can't be both sides of the relationship!" I huff, exasperated with my own thoughts. 

"Troye, I don't think even he knows what he wants for certain right now, much less you. Maybe all he needs is a push in the right direction." I pondered her words over in my mind, biting down on my lip like it was my passion. Was it possible I'd already stopped trying without even realizing it? Sure, I said I would do anything to make it work for us, but what had I really been doing? I'd been fooling around with someone else and shoving thoughts of him to the back of my mind. If I really wanted things to work out you'd think I would have at the very least contacted him. Whether he's in love with someone else or not there's no guarantee they'll even get together, much less end up married.