Secrets... (Troyler self harm fanfic)

Chapter 10- A twisted party Part 2

Troye’s POV

“Fine… I saw people commenting that you didn’t love me and only felt pity on me…” I mumble. It wasn’t TECHNICALLY a lie but he bought it all the same.

“Troye… What have I told you about listening to those dickheads?” He mutters comfortingly. I gasp, he has never spoke about fans in that way before. He smiles at me sadly and dries my tears. It is now 10:30 and people are getting a little TO drunk. I giggle as I see Marcus and Caspar making out on the stairs and Jim and Tanya grinding against each other

“Hashtag ew!” I laugh to Tyler. He laughs as well and calls them all a taxi. We let people go, passing them condoms on the way out, knowing things will escalate from there. As the room empties we begin to tidy up the mess, me wincing at every slight movement. I try to cover it up but I can see I’m failing when I look up and Tyler is staring at me with sympathy.

“Sit down. I will do the rest!” he tells me, gesturing to the chair. I shake my head, even though there isn’t much left to do now…

“Troye just sit down! I’m FINE!” he insists. I nod warily and lay down on the couch. When I awake, I’m in bed with someone. I feel their bare chest and I gasp, fearing all worst scenarios.

Tyler’s POV

I lay awake, praying to God that Troye is ok. Just as I finish, I hear a small gasp come from behind me. I turn round to momentarily see a shocked Troye Sivan, only to be replaced with happiness

“What was up babe?” I ask, turning round for him to lie on my chest. He does exactly that and takes a deep breath.

“I... I thought maybe I had slept with someone other than my fiancé…” He blushes, turning beetroot red. I giggle a little to see him looking at me

“Tyler… What do you love about me…? Truthfully” he added. I felt a pang of hurt hearing the ‘truthfully’ bit but quickly cheered up to play my favourite game.

“Now you need to trust me Troye!” I warn, looking at the hot Aussie next to me. He nods eagerly as I hover over him in the push-up position. I lower down onto my knees and begin kissing his face, complimenting him for two kisses.

Kiss. I love that when you’re tired your accent shows ten times more kiss.

Kiss. I love how your quiff game is always strong kiss.

Kiss. I love how your blue eyes are like an ocean full of mystery kiss.

Kiss. I love how your mine kiss.

I continue this until instead of me telling him more, he embraces me for a while. In the end I offer to watch a film and eat Nutella. His sad eyes light up immediately at the sound of a delicious treat and practically jumps out of bed. Thank God I have my Troye back, I smile to myself.

A/N: You guys completed the goal! One request though... Instead of just commenting one word it has to be a review or an idea or something like that or even just : 'Do more I love it!!' because I want feedback! So that was a kinda fluffy chapter… It is shorter because I’m doing this chapter and Part 11 as short to get REALLY big and awesome! Don’t hate me :)

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