The Light. [Troyler]

Chapter Twenty Eight. (Troyes POV.)

Chapter Twenty Eight. 'Reunoin.'

(Here's your double upslayte like I promised. Ily guys.) 

Troyes POV

My heart stops.

There standing at my hotel door is Tyler Oakley. My whole body was filled with confusion but my mind was on other things.

He looked gorgeous, which he usually does but this was different. Tylers hair was in a high quiff but ruffled by running his hands through it. He was wearing a dark blue button up that fit him tightly in the best way, showing his arm muscles, and black skinny jeans. His blue eyes, that were staring at my face, was brighter than normal and they were beautiful but surrounded by red. Under his eyes were dark bags and made his eyes smaller. He looked exhausted and drained but still wore a small shy smile.

After studying his face, I looked to his hands that held a bouquet of bright red roses, held together with a white bow and all the colors clashed together, making him vibrant and bright and not to mention perfect. The roses were clutched to his chest as he looked at me nervously.

I stood still with the door still in my hand as I was froze in place behind the doorway. I first forgot why I was mad at him in the first place but right then it hit me and I immediately began to slam the door shut but before it closed Tyler grabbed it and forced it open enough for his small body to slide in it, stepping back and closing it behind him with his back.

"Troye." He whispers in a pleading tone, being the first one to talk.

"Get out." I say with as much hatred I could act like I had. As much as I would love to hate him I don't but my acting skills come in handy.

"Troye. Please listen to me." He begs.

"No. Please listen to me and fuck off." I say, faking confidence even though I was breaking on the spot.

"You don't mean that." Tyler says with an emotion that I can't read on his face.

"You don't kn-" I start before Tyler cuts me off.

"Troye, stop. I'm here to make things right between us and you're making it pretty fucking hard okay." He says and I fall silent. I look into his eyes and see the tears brewing inside of them and the pain I felt from being away from him rising up in me once again.

A tear falls down my face as I see one escape from his eye and I immediately run to him, hugging myself to him with my arms around his waist, almost knocking him over but the door was behind him. He hugs me back. He wraps his arms around and nuzzles his head into my chest, dropping the roses on the ground and for a second everything feels right again.

I couldn't help but to be near him again and seeing him cry was the final straw. I love him too much for my own good.

"I'm sorry." I mumble while breaking away from him and walking towards the bed and sitting on it. He follows me and sits down beside me and I turn to face him. He grabs something behind me and smiles at me and when I look up he is holding my bear he won me. I grab it from his hand and throw it near my luggage while giving him a glare, indicating if he had a smart remark about that I'd probably kill him.

"Okay, so where should we start? The part where you told me you don't give a shit about me or when you cheated on me? I'm intrigued." I say coldly.

He sighs and looks down at his feet as he swipes them across the floor. Is he nervous?

"I didn't cheat on you." Tyler says with another sigh and I just roll my eyes at him. I literally saw him in bed with another guy after he went to a club.