The Light. [Troyler]

Chapter Seven.

Chapter seven. "Emotions and Rooftop Time."

TROYES POV

I'm so confused it hurts my head. Tyler likes me, right? He acts like it and he flirts with me and everything he said when he gave me the bracelet shows that he likes me but he flirts with everybody. I think Tyler likes me but why would he?

If Tyler likes me it would be sure as hell a lot easier to just fucking tell me instead of making me sit here and wonder. I don't even know if I like him though.

Tyler is obviously hot as fuck and adorable as frick. He's super sweet, nice, and caring. I could easily like him. Everything about him is perfect and his personality is just like mine. We want the same things in life and he always makes me happy. He's perfect.

Fuck. I like him. I definitely fucking like him but does he really like me or does he just want to fuck? I'd be cool with that too but that's not the point.

He obviously cares about me. That was shown this morning but does he actually like me? He flirts with everybody and he could get anybody he wanted. Compared to him I'm practically a nobody. Why would I even think he liked me? He'd be stupid to like me.

I'm thrown out of my thought by a worried American. "What you thinking about, Troye Boy?" Tyler asks slowly.

"You." I say honestly but with a smirk on my face.

"What about me?" He asks and the only sign that shows he was phased was the light blush on his cheekbones.

"Just how much of a weirdo you are." I say back while I tap him on the nose.

"Orrrrr you were thinking about your undying love for me." He over exaggerates his words while throwing his head on my lap and laying down on the couch. He looked at me while I looked down on him.

"Orrrrr I was thinking about just how I'm much I'm going to let you down when you tell me about your undying love for me." I say while I wink at him.

"You're not going to let me down one bit because you'll love me just as much as I love you." He jokes but I see a bit of seriousness in his eyes and that worries me to no end.

"Probably." I say, agreeing with him and it makes his gorgeous smile grow. I mean honestly if he keeps that up I'll be in love with him by the end of the night.

"I wish you lived here." He said with a sad look on his face. I put my hand in his gorgeous hair and twiddle with it and I love the way only I am allowed to touch his beautiful quiff when he'd murder anybody else who even came close to it.

"Here as in LA or here as in your apartment?" I question him.

"Both. I'd love both." He says, winking at me.

"I might just have to take you up on that offer one day." I say back with another wink.

"I hope so." He says seriously and I just smile at him stupidly.

"You have really pretty eyes," Tyler smiles at me while I blush under his stare.

"Just watch the show, stupid." I say sassily back to him while I still play with his hair.

"I am." He says but continues to stare at me. I realize what he means and I blush more. I look back down at him eventually and my breathe hitches.

His gorgeous blue eyes with specs of green are staring back at me. His vibrant purple hair is tussled from me playing in it and my hand is just sitting in it. His lips are soft and I get the urge to attach mine to his. His skin is unflawed and his mouth is in a light smile, showing his bright teeth. His arms are showing since he's wearing a tank top and sweatpants that hang lose off his hip bones. He looks so perfect that it hurts my eyes to look at him, like he's a bright light and it would hurt me to stare at him for too long.