No Troye, I Love You

8

Tyler's P.O.V.

After Troye, Zoe and Joe understood what happened, they all started to hug me and say nice stuff. Zoe lectured me, Troye and Joe were snickering behind her (immature bananas). I was also told about how we were still going to London and stuff. But I wasn't really listening.I was exhausted and was just relieved that Ward was dead (instead of me, might I add?).

I presumed that the money must have blown up with him but that didn't matter, not right now. All I could think about was just going to sleep. Unfortunately, that wouldn't be happening any time soon. We would need to get Troye's stuff from the hotel and rush to the airport. Joe was on the phone with Caspar now, probably explaining stuff to them. Then, thankfully, the cops came and handed me a phone telling me it was my mother. She lectured me and stuff and then I told her about everything and then said I had to go and cut the call without saying goodbye. I knew she hadn't done anything, but I was just in a very pissed off mood. I was mad at everyone and everything. After that, Zoe managed to convince the nurses and cops to let Troye and I go since we weren't really injured. They let us go, but it wasn't easy convincing them. On the drive back to the hotel, I fell asleep. I didn't really have to get out of the car at the hotel so I was woken up by Joe telling me that we were at the airport. Ages later, we were in the plane, and Troye was right next to me.

"You haven't said much all day." he said.

"Just tired." I said, smiling weakly.

"Look at the stars," Troye smiled, "they're so beautiful."

"They're underrated." I smiled back.

"How many of them do you think are still out there right now? I mean, half of them are probably dead, just a memory. I wanna be like that." Troye proudly said.

I was confused, "You wanna be dead?" I asked.

"No!" Troye giggled, "I wanna be remembered for a long time. Missed, famous, whatever."

"That's deep." I answered.

"And that wasn't the answer I was expecting." Troye seemed annoyed.

"Sorry?" I said. He shook his head and smiled at me.

"Tyler, can we talk?" Troye said a minute later, turning serious. I knew what he wanted to talk about this time. I really wanted to talk about it too. Just not now. "You usually never ask" was all I said anyways.

"Ty, I've been thinking about this for a long time and I might as well say it." he looked so nervous, it was adorable, " I really like you Tyler, as more than a friend. If you don't feel the same way, I'm sorry I ruined what we had. But if you..." he looked down at my shoes.

I knew Troye was way younger than me, but the effect he had on me was scary. I tried to think about my feelings for Troye as little as possible and tried to not react to the little signals that Troye kept sending me. I really, really, really liked Troye, but I didn't want to get his heart broken. Or mine, for that matter. Out of all the men I had dated, it had ended badly all the time. But I didn't think I could bear that with Troye. If we didn't work out, I didn't want to know what would happen to me. I would break beyond repair. But if we didn't even try, I would never find out how it would end.

"Troye, I..." my voice sounded different, it was an octave higher than usual. There was a huge lump in my throat, but I needed to say something. After all, I was stuck here and there was nowhere to hide. I gulped and continued, "I really like you, but I'm scared. Really, really scared."

"Ty, I'm scared too. But this is the two of us we're talking about! We can make it work. If you want it too," he said, hopefully. And when Troye said it, I felt like it was possible. Like we could make it work.

"You're really lucky that I'm the kind of guy who likes living on the edge," I lamely joked and smiled at Troye.

Troye looked at me hopefully.

"Tilly, does that mean..." he said, his eyes sparkling.

"Yes Troye, that means ..." I said, imitating Troye's tone. He laughed, and I couldn't help but laugh too. Then neither of us really knew what happened, but the next thing we knew, we were kissing. It barely lasted a second, because Zoe and Joe were like "Aaaaawwwww," but it was the best thing ever. I really loved the way Troye's lips were so soft against mine and the way I felt so weak at the knees.

"We could go to the washroom if you're in the mood to make out," I said, jokingly (not).

"That would be fun," Troye said, grinning "But I don't think you were serious."

"I wasn't," I smiled and instantaneously felt better. I didn't feel like stabbing everything and everyone anymore.

Zoe had turned around from her seat in front and was fist-bumping Joe excitedly. Joe then turned to us and said that he was really happy. I suddenly realized that they must have heard everything and felt myself turning a deep shade of red. Troye was looking down at his shoes, a smile tugging at his lips.

"Can we tell everyone when we reach London?" Joe said excitedly. At this, Zoe glared at him in a very elder-sisterly manner.

"Joe!" she said, but looked at us hopefully.

"Well, I don't know if we'll go public already," Troye said, looking at me hopefully.

"It will make the viewers happy," I said.

"And all of us!" Joe said, and was punched in the shoulder by Zoe.

"I don't really see any point in keeping this a secret. If it's okay with you, of course." I said to Troye.

"It's fine by me." Troye grinned.

"So it's official then," Zoe said "Troyler is real!"

"Now what happened to the 'keep your mouth shut, Joe'?" Joe said to Zoe teasingly. Zoe just ignored him and started to practically jump up and down in her seat.

"Seriously, she is more excited than us," Troye said, giving Zoe a weird look, but she didn't care.

"I'm really happy too, but I'm tired," I said to Troye.

"Even after sleeping in the car?" Troye gave me the same judgemental look he had given Zoe.

"Even after sleeping in the car." I confirmed.

"Sleeping Beauty."

"So kiss me when you need to wake me up." I teased, before placing my head on Troye's shoulder and shutting my eyes. Troye put an arm around my shoulder and I smiled to myself like an idiot, then fell asleep.