*okay, so maybe I lied when I said 'epilogue coming tomorrow.'*
15 years later…
Tyler’s P.O.V.
I smiled at Troye, my husband. We were up next on stage, after the O2L men, who had recently gotten back together. Our daughter was talking to Grace and Tyde. So much had happened since the time we had started going out. Dan and Phil were engaged to each other, Zoe and Alfie were married, etc, etc. But so much was still the same. For instance, we were at Playlist, there were viewers everywhere, all of the vloggers were still tight as ever, etc, etc. Troye and I still made videos, though we did collaborations practically every week now.
It wasn't as if everything was perfect. There were still those times when I got up screaming in the middle of the night and days when Troye would cry because the bullet mark was still there. But I was glad everything had worked out the way it had. It was perfect in the most imperfect way possible. But really, what more could I want? I had my beautiful daughter, a soon-to-be-born son, amazing friends, YouTube and Troye.
“Hey Tilly, its time to go on stage.” Troye said.
I looked into Troye’s eyes. He still had the bluest eyes in the YouTube community. I smiled at him and kissed him. Troye gave me a puzzled look but smiled anyways.
“Come on,” he said to me, and we walked towards the stage, hand in hand.
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So that’s the end of the story. Thank you so much if you read, voted, commented or added to your reading list. It really made my day.
Message me and we can talk more if you want. I sure do wanna talk to each and every one of you.
That’s it, then. See you around, I guess.
Dubai!
P.S. - I was killing Troye but you guys are so lucky I was in a bad mood so I didn't.
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FanfictionTyler didn't want to kill a stranger, he didn't want to leave Australia either. But when your boyfriend is kidnapped (and it's your fault), sacrifices must be made. And Tyler is willing to make all those sacrifices if it means saving Troye.