Addressing Troyler

A/N: The idea for this fanfiction comes from another fanfiction I read. It's not of this fandom though. It is an NCIS oneshot fanfic and it's called 'Truth From Lies' and it's by Geeky Little Piano Girl on fanfiction.net and also, I'm also thinking this will be like a really long one shot? I don't know. 

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Tyler's POV - September 14, 2019

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It was around nine in the morning when our home phone rang. We knew we had been approved for about two months now. After getting up and walking into the living room, I grabbed the phone and answered.

"Hello?" I said. 

"Tyler! I've got great news. You and Troye have been picked by a birth mother! I've forwarded you an email with all the details." Sarah, the woman handling all our paperwork and things, said excitedly. 

"Oh my god. You're serious. Oh my god." I said, in disbelief. I ran back into the bedroom where Troye slept. I woke him up and he looked confused. I put the phone on speaker as I started recording this. 

"Sarah, you're on speaker. Repeat what you just told me." I said. Troye perked up slightly.

"You've been picked by a birth mother. You're going to be fathers!" She said and Troye literally screamed. I stopped recording there and we talked for another couple minutes until she had to go but said the birth mother, Natalie, would be in touch via email. I hung the phone up and turned to my now wide awake husband. 

"We're going to be fathers. I'm going to be a dad. You're going to be a dad. Oh my god." He said. I kissed him passionately and he kissed me back with equal force. 

"This is happening." I said breathlessly after we broke the kiss. We talked about it for a bit longer until my eye landed on our filming equipment. We never told the fans. They still think Troye and I are just really close best friends. We're going to receive a lot of backlash but it has to be done. 

"Tilly, what are you thinking about?" Troye asked, shaking me from my thoughts. 

"Our fans. We have to tell them." I said and he just nodded. 

"It's been a long time coming. We have all the vlog clips from various moments of our relationship that we could string together. Then have the endscreen fade to black with #TroylerIsReal on it." He said.

"That's a great idea, Babe! First, let's skype everyone and tell them the news and then we can work on editing it together." I said. He smiled and nodded. 

"Zoe first." We said together then laughed. I smiled and brought our intertwined hands, which I don't remember linking, to my face and kissed Troye's knuckles. We got my laptop out and called Zoe. She picked up almost immediately. 

"Troyler!" She said excitedly. 

"Zoe!" We replied. "We have some news." 

"What is it? You're not breaking up are you? You probably wouldn't be in the same space if you were. Is it bad? One of you isn't deathly ill are you?" She asked us worriedly.

"Relax. We're not breaking up. Neither of us are ill. This is good news." Troye said. 

"We've been picked by a birth mom." We said at the same time and Zoe squealed.

"And you've been given the task of telling all the brits but first, we're going to read the email Sarah sent us about the birth mom." I said, pulling up my email. It was the first one. I clicked it and a picture of a pregnant girl who looked barely out of her teens popped up first. She had green eyes and pink hair but it said her natural color hair was a dark brown.