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[Double update cause last chapter was shit.]

Tyler’s P.O.V.

“Hi Mr. Mellet!” I shrieked, as soon as I saw him.

“Hi Tyler!” He smiled back “And how many times do I need to tell you, just call me Shau-”

“That feels extremely awkward,” I said, cutting him off.

“Can I help you with your stuff boys?” Mr. Mellet asked.

“Yes, dad,” replied a very sleepy, very sexy (wait, what?) Troye.

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“This, is my room.” Troye said, finally completing the house tour.

It looked just like it did in his videos. Except it was messier. Way messier.

“You clean this for the videos?” I asked, pointing to the Mount Everest of junk on his room.

“Nope,” he replied “I just push it under the table where no one can see.”

“Oh.” I said.

“You wanna get cleaned up and stuff?” asked Troye.

“Yup,” I said, walking to the room I had been given.

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I just stood there in the shower for a while letting the warm water flow over my body. Only now did I realize how tired I was. The next few days were going to be awesome. Sometime later, I got out of the shower and started to get dressed. Just as I was leaving  the room, my phone started to ring (Girl Almighty by One Direction, to be precise. This is what Troye does when you leave your phone with him?!).

“Hello?” I said.

“Hi. Having fun?” replied a voice. But no, it couldn’t be. It was impossible.

“Really Joe, if this is a prank, it’s not funny,” I said, my pulse rising.

“Oh, but this isn’t a prank call.” said the voice, in a bored tone.

“Joe, stop. It isn’t funny.” I said, annoyed.

“Who is this Joe you keep speaking of? Surely you remember me. Joseph Ward. Remember now? The man who you thought was dead.”

“You are dead.” I said, terrified.

“You wish,” said ‘Ward’, “Come on. See the number, it’s blocked. Not Joe’s number.”

“Yeah, sure, ‘Ward.’ ”

“I need to prove it to you? Okay. I’m the same Ward who gave you a green and pink shirt on your what-was-it birthday. That proof enough for you?” said the guy.

I was pretty sure I had never ever told anyone about the disgusting shirt I had been gifted by Ward.

“The same Ward,” the guy continued “who said he was going to get his revenge when you got him arrested.”

“You’re dead!” I exclaimed, unable to believe what was happening.

“They found my D.N.A.” said Ward, “I just pulled out some teeth of mine and planted them there so that the cops would think I was dead. Genius right? Then I got fake teeth of course.”

“That’s not possible,” I said.

“You wish.” Ward said, “Now I can get back to ruining your life.”

“You can’t. I’ll tell the cops.” I cried.

“Sure, tell ’em. I’m dead. According to them, at least.” Ward replied “They won’t believe you.”

“What are you going to do?”

“Haven’t I already made it clear?” Ward answered, “This is a game. Play by the rules and nobody gets hurt.”

“The rules?” I asked.

“Yes, boy.” he said, annoyed. “ Must you repeat everything I say? Let this be our little secret. Tell anyone, and they get hurt.”

I didn’t know what to say. So I just made a weird choking noise.

“Yes.” Ward said “Go on.”

“What are you going to do?” was the only thing I could manage.

Ward sighed, “You are so stupid, its not funny. I’ll do what I want and you’ll have to let me. If you don’t, well, I can see your mum in this shop across the road called ‘Andrew’s’. I’ve heard their burgers are very nice. I might just hurt her to get that burger she is eating.”

Mom loved that place. That basically meant Ward wasn’t lying. Crap.

“If you touch my mother I will…what do you want?”

“All these questions are annoying me, boy. And I don’t want anything, yet. When I want something, I’ll tell. As for your boyfriend, keep him safe. I like hurting the people you love. If you stay away from him, I might just decide to not kill him. You know what otherwise,” and with that, he cut the call.

Ward had just basically told me to break up with Troye or he was gonna kill him. He might as well have just shot me in the head. I had to keep Troye safe. Staying away from him was the only way to do so. Great. I was at Troye’s place in an entire different continent. Exactly how was I going to stay away from him?

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