Chapter 3

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            I felt someone playing with my hair as I awoken. I looked up to see Tyler's hand on the top of my head.

           "Hey Troye" Tyler chimed right after he saw my eyes flicker open.  

          I chuckled, "Hi Tyler." Just realizing that my head was on his lap I awkwardly got up, and sat next to him.    

            "How are you?" Tyler asked. I was too lazy so I just nodded instead of answering. Tyler smirked at that, "Me too. I, uh cleaned out the bathroom. And I took out the razor from the cabinet."

            "Okay. You know you didn't have to do that though.." I choked up back to him.

            "I know. But I just wanted to. I didn't want you to cut anymore." Wow. Tyler actually cared about me. I thought he was doing this to be a good friend.

            I could feel my affection go up for Tyler. Wait, have I even told him that I'm gay? No. I haven't. I have to tell him.

            "Uh, Tyler?" I said in my raspy morning voice.

            "Yeah Troye?" Tyler said. "Watchu want?"

            This is it. I have to tell him. I thought to myself. "I'm, uh-I'm" I hesitated. Why was I so scared? We were friends, he wouldn't get mad at me. He was gay, he wont get mad for me being gay too.

            "Your..." Tyler pushed for me to tell him.

            I told him my cheesy excuse, "I'm uh, hungry..."

            "Okay. Go get some food." Tyler replied. I rolled my eyes and got up to get some food.

            After eating Tyler had to go meet up with Alfie. So I stayed home on my laptop. Still, there was tons of hate. But I continued scrolling through it. Go.Die.In.A.Hole.; HAHA, YOU ARE SUCH A JOKE; FAGGGGG

            I knew that I wasn't going to do this for Tyler, but I just had to. I looked at Tyler's bed and stood up, glancing around for his bag. He hid the razors in there, I could have sworn. I spotted it, and ran to it. Throwing everything out of his bag carelessly, I couldn't find it.  "Come one Tyler, where'd you put it..?!" I murmured, while scrambling around looking for it.

            Wait...why am I even doing this? I thought, as I slammed myself onto my bed. I finally realized that I couldn't do it, for Tyler. I grabbed my phone and decided to tweet out; Need some questions for my next video! Gunna be with @tyleroakley

            Immediately, I got responses. My heart pounded as I opened them up.       

             @_Giovanna_xx @troyesivan @tyleroakley Tyler? I might actually watch this one

             @IlyTroye @troyesivan @tyleroakley I bigg fan, follow me??

             @TylerSlays @troyesivan @tyleroakley @IlyTroye EW

            @Jaliyaaa__ @troyesivan @tyleroakley How was your day?

            @Lammas @troyesivan @tyleroakley What's your favorite thing about each other

            I got mixed messages, at least nobody said things like I usually receive. I heard footsteps coming towards the door, thinking it was Tyler and Alfie, I got up ready to greet them. A knock on the door made me wonder is it really them..?

            "Hello, is Troye here?" a girl with a British accent questioned through the door. I froze for a minute thinking it was a fan or someone, but she knocked again and I realized from the light tapping it was Zoe.

            "Zoe!!!" I exclaimed pulling the door open.

            "Hey Troye, we need to uhm, talk..."

            I nodded, leading her over to my bed. "Troye...So, I've seen a bunch of things that people have been posting on twitter about you. And its just really horrible. Don't listen to them, and plus you know I'm here for you to talk to, right?"

            Clearing my throat, I answered Zoe, "Yeah, yeah" I really had nothing to say, and the only thing I could think of was about Tyler.

            "Troye, I know you just told me not even a year ago but..." She trailed off, looking at everything. From the window right next to us to a dot of dust on the floor. But I knew what she was going to say. I started to take a breath and tell her.

            "I do, I think I do Zoe." slipped out, with tears threatening to roll down my face. I really want to cut right now. Really bad.

            "What do you mean Troye, I haven't even-" I motioned her to tell me what she was wondering. "tell you... Well, its about you being gay. Do you, uh... do you have feelings for Ty-" I could feel how she felt, awkward. Her face started to heat up, so much that I could feel the radiation on my own skin.

            I looked down, and gave her a faint smile. She knew.

Hey guys, sorry about the wicked late update, I've just been so busy with school, having Mcas and all, and gymnastics, and yeah.. Sorry. Hope ya'll enjoyed the chapter, sorry again. Any suggestions? How are you all liking it? Please comment. Thanx :)

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