Just Friends? Troyler.

Chapter Six- Love

Authors note: okay well wow, that last chapter was short and this whole things probably isn't much good but I'm enjoying myself. I recently came back from America, so, yay, and that's why I haven't been updating much. And note, this is not a real song from TRXYE that I make reference to. Thanks for reading 😊.

TYLER'S POV:

As I saw tears come to Troye's eyes I knew I had said the wrong thing. I was in shock, the words were so beautifully written, it was about a tragic tale of love and heartbreak and the fear of breaking a friendship. His angelic voice hit every note perfectly, so much so that it had brought joyful tears to my eyes. But Troye's tears right now weren't joyful.

"Troye! That's not what I meant!"

He turned his back to me, not able to silence his sobs. His whole body shook as he ran into the bathroom.

"Troye, no!"

I grabbed his arm, right before he could shut the door in my face. He was shocked at the contact, as I slowly brought him closer to me. When he was finally close enough, I enveloped him in a hug.

"T...Tilly?" The sound of Troye's sobs were like nails on a chalkboard to me and I could hardly contain my cringe.

"Troye, that was beautiful."

"Wh...Wha-" Before he could finish I gripped his face and kissed him, harder than before. This kiss meant more, it wasn't just a 'I've liked you for a long time' kiss. This time I knew the truth, I knew everything Troye had been hiding, as the song says, 'I hid my feelings from everyone, even myself.' I knew every inch of Troye and I loved him even more than I could imagine.

I pulled away from the kiss and looked deep into his blue eyes, (blue, not hazel.)

"Troye Sivan Mellet, I love you with every piece of me. I can't sing like you can so I'm afraid I can't explain my feelings that way. But ever since I met you, my life has changed. You're special, Troye, you're one in a million. And even if you want to stay, 'just friends' I'll accept that because I love you more than you could ever understand. You mean everything to me and-" I chocked back a sob, "And if anything ever happened to you I don't know what I would do." I brought his arm up to me and kissed each of his scars, old and new, individually, giving each tender love so he could feel my sincerity.

"T... Tyler?"

"Yeah, Troye?"

"I need to show you something." His warm hands cover my eyes as he leads me through unknown doors and down a hallway.

"Girl, where are you taking me?" I questioned, Mama needs her eyes to see the booty!

"You keep covering your eyes until I say you can stop." Troye demands, damn, hearing him make demands makes me squirm.

"Kinky."

He giggles, I hear a few bumps and thuds before finally, Troye says, "Tilly you can open your eyes now!" I open my eyes and am immediately blinded by pink. When I adjust to the new light a let out a quick squeal. Troye, the perfect boy, has set up mean girls on his flat screen. I plop down on the couch and wiggle my butt whole gesturing the space next to me. Troye falls into my arms and fits so perfectly next to me. As the opening title begins, I know one thing for sure. I love Troye Sivan Mellet more than I love mean girls, and THAT'S saying something.