Secrets... (Troyler self harm fanfic)

A/N: Just a quick note! Troye and Tyler are YouTubers and are their normal ages Troye- 18 and Tyler- 24 (I'm sure he is actually 25 but oh well)

Troye's POV

I put my last T-shirt in my suitcase and put the heavy luggage in the cupboard. All of a sudden, Tyde runs and rugby tackles me onto my bed. he pins my wrists down and I end up with an incredible shooting sensation of pain

"What do you want Brat?" I snap, almost instantly regretting it

"Sorry... Whaddya want bro?" I ask, rubbing my sore wrists. They were just forming scabs as well, I think frowning. Tyde looks at me quizzically but continues

"Mom says you have to hurry up if you want to catch your flight in 2 hours! Oh and Tyler asked you to Skype him like 5 minutes ago but I forgot to tell you..." Tyde tells me, looking at the floor. I nod and dismiss him. I get out my laptop and I see my YouTube open. I scrolled through 150 new comments on my video.

"Oh my fucking god... Does he think he can sing?!"

"OMG... Just saw an anorexic prat... Oh wait I didn't mean to post it on his video! Haha"

"Can it get anymore obvious? He is a gay fag who should do us all a favour and kill himself!"

All similar comments as more hurtful ones appear. I remember what I do when situations like that occur. I ran into the bathroom. I grab a spare blade and sit on the floor. This is just in case I pass out and it looks like I'm asleep... I put the blade to my left wrist. I slice

One for being a fag

One for being anorexic

One for being gay

One for being me

I repeat this on my other wrist and then move to my hips. I am a bloody mess and crying when I hear my Skype caller ringing. How long has it been ringing? I walk over to it slowly. I position the camera so I don't think he will see my state. I press accept before I can think about my eyes... Shit.

Tyler's POV

I am sat waiting for Troye to call him when I give up. I call him twice and after like a minute of waiting he answers. I begin my normal "Heeeyy Gurl!" When I am stopped short as his eyes are full of regret.

"Hey boo... What's up?" I ask softly. He shakes his head and sniffs. As I look closer he definitely looks like he has been crying

"I'm fine Ty!" He replies, his voice breaking on the 'Ty' part. Something is wrong but I don't know what. I nod my head cautiously and continue to talk to him. As I continue I see he keeps grimacing in pain whenever he moves.

"What's wrong? Your in pain Troye!" I point out, shocking him to silence.

"I need the loo Ty I will be right back..." he mumbles as he gets up. I look out of curiosity at what shirt he is wearing and see blood. I gasp and he gives me a inquisitive look. I shake my head and smile. What is wrong? Oh well! Troye is coming to stay at mine today and then in 3 days time, we will be headed to playlist! He comes back but in a different shirt.

"Tyde cut his knee earlier and I had to clean it up! #gross" Troye laughs. This hot Australian lad is sooo caring! I have liked Troye since I watched his first video. Zoe said that he likes me, after becoming close with  Troye on FaceTime.... I keep meaning to ask her but am snapped out of my thoughts by a worried Troye.

Troye's POV

Tyler is staring into space and he is kinda freaking me out... Of course I love when Tyler stares into space but if I start staring he will catch me out like last time. I get my horn and blare it, making Tyler Jump