Away for a month

Chapter 17

Sorry. I really haven't posted ages. I am sorry. A lots been on and idk really. Excuses. Okay okay.

Troyes POV

We filmed the dares and had the most fun I have had in a long time.

Tyler was being such a cutie. Aw.

There was a question about our favourite things about each other and he was so cute. He said he liked my eyes and and I can't remember what else he said because everything was a blur and I'm so please it was caught on camera because I honestly can't remember anything.

"What can we film for my channel?" I asked Tyler. I was stood by the (open) window and he was lying on the bed, his glasses in his hand and his phone on his stomach. He looked shattered, "aw Tilly. We can do it in the morning and you can sleep okay."

He rubbed his eyes sleepily and put his phone under the pillow, "Troye. Come here please."

He reached out his arms for me.

"Hold on," I said. I opened his wardrobe and pulled out some shorts that I have seen him wear to bed before. I threw them to him and he groaned, "what?"

"I can't be bothered. It's too hot. Can you open the other window please," Tyler said, taking off his top and his shorts. He put them on the floor neatly and pulled on his shorts.

I pushed open the other window and sat next to where he was lying.

"Good night Tilly. Today has been amazing and I love you so much," I babbled, kissing his forehead.

He leant up to me and kissed me on my lips. He looked really sleepy and cute and tired and I love him so much.

"I love you too" he smiled, lying back down.

I lay with him for a while, watching the way he fell asleep, before I got up and went to go and see Zoe.

I walked down the corridor and into the kitchen. Zoe was sat on the sofa with her headphones and MacBook.

I strolled over to the fridge and passed Alfie, who looked so damn guilty. If anything, Zoe would guess something is wrong with him.

I got out a can of Pepsi and a bag or pretzels that I took over to Zoe.
"Tyler's new video is the cutest. You two are so cute Troye aw. I love the start and it all is just so cute. Aw you two," she giggled, reaching for a pretzel.

She saw me blush and pushed a pretzel into my mouth.
"Zoeee" I moaned, pulling it out and putting it on the table.

She rolled her eyes and gave me another. "Troye please."

I ate it slowly, savouring the taste in my mouth. I smiled. "How're you then?"

"I'm good," she replied, "today has been really good actually. You?"

I saw Alfie blush. And I felt empathy for then both. I couldn't believe Alfie. But Zoe doesn't deserve to be hurt like that. Not now.

"I'm okay. The video was really fun to do actually. We are filming another one for my channel tomorrow. I would have done it tonight but Tyler was shattered, bless him," I sighed, smiling as I remembered how adorable he looked.

"Aw. I didn't say good night," Zoe frowned.

"I might go to bed now Zo," Alfie called from across the room.

"Okay. I'll follow you then Alf," Zoe said, closing her laptop.

"Night Alfie," I said, trying to be as civil as I could.

"Bye," he replied, leaving the room.

"Good night Troye. I'm glad you had a good day today, you really do deserve it. I think we should go down to the beach or pool of something tomorrow of you want?" Zoe suggested, standing up.

"If you want," I said quietly, gulping a little, "good night Zo. Have a good sleep."

I smiled at her and she waved as she went to join Alfie.

I can't go to the beach. I can't. Everyone will laugh and I can't. I cannot go.

I looked around me, scoffing pretzels without realising it. I was scared and nervous and sick and I needed to leave.

I got up and walked over to the front door. I stood at it. Wondering and thinking about everything. About Tyler. And Zoe. And Alfie. But mostly, about myself. About how I was coping and how I would cope. How I could cope.

I walked away. And slowly opened my bedroom door. I saw Tyler sleeping and smiled, as I put on my own pyjamas. I crawled up next to him hoping he wouldn't wake up.

He didn't.

I snakes my arms around him and rested my head on his shoulder, smiling at how perfect the moment was. He was so beautiful and I was so lucky.

Before I knew it I was sat bolt upright shaking, tears streaming down my face, my breathing any how.

I looked over and didn't see Tyler. I cried harder and felt the panic raise in my body. He had heard the change and came in, holding a glass of water. He gave me the water and I carefully took a sip. He took it and put it on the window sill.

He came and sat back down on the bed, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and pulling me into him.

"It's okay Troye. It's okay. Breathe okay," he whispered, wiping away my tears with his hand.

I took a deep breath and tried my best to stop crying.

"Okay," I said shakily, leaning into his body.

"Come on, let's lie down," he said, pushing the pillows down and carefully placing his head on them.

I lay down too, and he pulled me into him carefully.

"Thank you," I whispered.

He kissed the top of my head gently and rubbed my arm slowly.

"Let's get some sleep, okay,"