No Troye, I Love You

4

Tyler's P.O.V.

Playlist had been so much of fun! The last few days were a blur. Meeting the viewers had been the best part. Unfortunately, I had been sharing a room with Louis so I didn't get to see Troye all that much. Not that Louis wasn't fun; the two of us had had a blast and had already filmed colabs for each of our channels. But I'd been constantly worried that Joseph Ward was gonna walk in and kick my head off . So far, nothing like that had happened. I kept reading the newspaper and watching the news channels on T.V. for any news on Ward but no such luck. Well, I didn't need to worry anymore because I was finally leaving for London today. Ward couldn't follow me there, could he?

"Ty, Tilly, Tyler, are you even listening? Earth to Tyler, Tyler come in."

"Huh, what Troye?" I said, I'd completely zoned out and everyone was trying hard not to laugh, "Sorry, I was thinking about something. What were you saying?"

"He was asking," Tanya said, "whether you were done packing or not."

"Oh yeah, I'm done packing. These pancakes are really good!" I said. The pancakes were really tasty. They looked tasty too, golden and shiny with whipped cream on top.

"Told you." Zoe said proudly, she'd recommended the pancakes to me.

We finished eating breakfast while talking about utterly random topics like Miranda's socks(First Phil's underpants and now Miranda's socks?).

"Alright then," Caspar said, sounding all serious, something which he never sounded, "we'll come back down with our stuff in an hour and leave for the airport."

We all agreed and I went back to my room. Louis had already left with his bags and stuff as he was meeting with some friends and was going to see us straight at the airport. I unlocked the room door and walked inside, shutting the door behind me. I turned on the lights and decided to just chill and listen to music for a while (Niall daddy here I come). I kicked off my shoes and just as I was about to jump into bed, a hand covered my mouth.

"Don't move", a voice hissed. A voice that I couldn't recognize. Shit, I thought, was it Joseph? I was freaking out and was about to pass out of fear when the hand left my mouth and I turned around to see Jack.

"REALLY? You scared me to death!" I screamed.

Jack started to laugh uncontrollably. He fell onto the bed and continued laughing.

"You- should- have- seen- yourself!"  he said between shrieks of laughter. I couldn't help but smile. I threw a pillow at Jack and Jack tried to sit up but failed.

An hour later, Jack had stopped laughing, well, almost stopped laughing and it was time to leave. Turned out, Louis had given Jack his keycard and Jack had decided to prank me. He had even caught it on tape... I was going to get him back. We reached downstairs and saw Kian and Caspar sitting and talking. I went over to them and joined the conversation. They were discussing whether or not Kian should get his lip pierced. Fifeteen minutes later, everyone was downstairs,everyone except Troye and I volunteered to go check in his room. On reaching there, my phone rang, I picked it up (duh?).

"Hello there, Tyler," said a silky and calm voice.

"Hello?" I said, unable to place the voice, half expecting this to be Finn calling from a blocked number.

"Wondering where Troye is, are we?" said that same freaky voice. I was actually wondering why my ringtone was Imma Be (give your phone to Dan for one minute and this is what he does), but sure.

"Who are you? Where is Troye? What have you done to him?" I said ( I had had a flashback moment and realized who it could be), I could hear the fear in my own voice now.

"Me?" the voice asked, "I think you know exactly who I am. Troye is with me and I haven't done anything to him... yet."

It was Ward, I thought, and he had done exactly what I was scared of most, he had come after me. Or worse, my friends.

"Don't touch him," I hissed.

"Oh, I won't. But if you tell anyone about this, all that will be left of your boyfriend is well, nothing." Ward said calmly, as if he had all the time in the world.

"I won't tell anyone. And he's not my boyfriend. Let him go, take me, just let him go." I whispered.

"Let him go and take you?" Ward laughed, " No way! What's the fun in that? No, I'm going to ruin you like this and there will be absolutely nothing you can do about it. Besides, I like him. He's so small and fragile."

"No, please, I'll do anything! Just let him go." I pleaded.

"Well, maybe. Get me fifty thousand dollars in cash to the address I text you. And listen, if you tell anyone, the cops, your stupid little friends, anyone, I'll blow him to pieces." Ward said.

"And then you'll let him go?" I asked. Ward cut the call. Shit. Then I received a message from a blocked number. It was the address and something else written below- YOU'VE GOT AN HOUR.

My eyes filled with tears. Okay, the place would take only half an hour to reach. I had half an hour to get the cash. I could do this. I had to, for Troye.