/Hi, I'm Anna. This is the sequal to my fan fiction, The Troyler Trip. If you haven't read it yet please do! Enjoy!\
*Tyler's POV*
After proposing to Troye, I was sad to see him and his family go. Obviously. Now I was back in my apartment, laying on my couch with a glass of beer in my hand. I had just gotten back from Shane's house, and was now awaiting a Skype call from my fiancée. Whoa. Whenever I said that, a warm feeling spread through my body and I got an urge to talk to Troye. I also looked down at my left ring finger. The skinny gold band with the small heart engraved into it send goosebumps down my arms every time. Originally, I got Troye the same ring but in silver. He said "We're not straight, Tilly, you've got to get a ring too." So right before he left for Perth, we got my ring. And I was so thankful we did. If I had no ring, I would wake up every morning thinking that it wasn't real. That I wasn't getting married to my best friend. The ring was proof.
All of a sudden, my laptop began ringing. I ran over to my desk, tripping on my floral ottoman along the way in a rush of excitement. When I clicked the answer button my heart soared as I saw Troye's face.
"Tyler?" I heard him ask. What an adorable accent. I stared into his piercing yet calm blue eyes, realizing how lucky I was to have such a great guy in my life. "Tyler, why do you have a red bump on your forehead?"
"Uh..." I giggled.
"Tyler Oakley is that beer in the background!?" He sighed.
"Oh chill. I only had a couple of sips. And I fell over and hit my head." I heard him sigh, but this time out of relief. I rolled my eyes. Of course Troye would assume I was drinking a lot more than I should.
"Troye, I'm a changed man. You can't assume that stuff anymore." I meant it seriously, but seeing Troye grin at my comment set me into a fit of giggles.
"Ok, I'll stop assuming. I miss you!" He said, changing the subject. Before I could answer, Tyde, his little brother, ran into the room and put his face directly into the camera.
"Oh, hello, Tyler!" He grinned and all I could see was Troye's hands pushing Tyde's face away. I laughed as I watched the two fight on screen.
"Get out, twerp!" Troye yelled. Eventually the fight ended with both the boys squished on the small desk chair. Troye stared at his brother, eyes squinted and eyebrows arched.
"I want to talk to my soon-to-be brother in-law." Tyde said, in a matter of factly way.
Troye groaned and Tyde pushed on.
"Alllll he talks about is the big day, Tyler. 'Oh, mum, what color cake should we get?' 'What should we wear?' It's quite annoying actually."
Troye harshly nudged Tyde with his elbow, causing him to fall off the chair and land with a thud.
"So, Tilly, have you thought of any dates yet?" Troye asked, nervously glancing at his brother laying on the floor.
"Um... What about July?"
"2015?"
"No, 2014?" Troye looked up at the screen.
"That's only 3 months!" He said, counting on his fingers.
"Fine, fine! We aren't brides, Troye."
"No but we need a venue, catering, guest lists, flowers, rings, outfits, invitations..." The list went on and on, and it made me consider if this wedding could actually ever happen.
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The Troyler Wedding
Fiksi Penggemar(Sequal to The Troyler Trip) Tyler and Troye's big day has arrived! Everybody is happy...except for Tyler's dad. Nobody feels comfortable with the two getting married without his blessing. Will the boys be able to turn his opinion around so they ca...
