TYLER'S POV:
I spent the past hour going through our conversation. Troye's giggle had sounded so perfect, I felt bad for leaving but a girl can only take so much! I couldn't tell whether he was flirting with me, even if he was, though, it would've been an accident. Troye doesn't see me that way, he could do so much better. I sighed into my vintage t-shirt, I really shouldn't think about it. I shoved a t-shirt into my oversized suitcase. Troye and I were going on a surprise TRXYE promotion tour. I debate packing my lucky skinny jeans, because girl, my ass looks fine in those jeans. I finally shove them in, before deciding my overflowing suitcase has enough clothes. I flop back onto my bed, preparing myself for the 12 hour plane ride to Australia.
***
I walked through the busy airport, frantically looking left and right for Troye. I pushed my glasses higher to my nose before feeling two skinny arms envelope me from behind, I quickly turn back around and pick up the skinny figure in front of me.
"Troye!"
Troye squeals and loops his legs around my waist, I refuse to put him down as he slowly slides down my chest. I swallow hard as I try not to think about the specific body part sliding down my torso. Troye leans forward, until his forehead touches mine. I swallow deep, trying to control my rapid breathing, I can feel his member on top of mine. Suddenly I remember who this is, my best friend, who I should not be about to kiss. I drop Troye onto the floor, taking one last look at his adorable face before turning to the side and breathing sharply.
"That was a mistake, Troye."
Author's Note
Potential Troyler kiss 😱 I actually met Troyler yesterday and today. Vidcon 2014 because wooh.
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Just Friends? Troyler.
FanfictionA Troyler fanfiction. Self-harm warning. I do not promote self-harm, reader discretion advised. Please be aware, everything in this story is fiction. ⛔️Trigger Warning⛔️ (Also, I am Australian, we spell weird... Apparently)
