Author's note: OHMYGOD they're actually starting the tour. I'm an awful writer XD. Welp, here it is, I've decided it's going to be some smut chapters. And finally, a reference to the title!
TROYE'S POV
"You ready?" Tyler whispers into my ear, sending shivers down my neck.
"Too ready." Tyler quickly kisses me on the cheek before we step out onto the stage, the screams are deafening as hundreds of fans jump from their chairs trying to get a good look at us. I walk up to my microphone as Tyler follows suit, just like we practiced, Troye. I take a deep breath, waiting for the crowd to die down before Tyler says his opening words,
"Hey y'all how you doing tonight?"
Screams reply to Tyler's words as girls start cheering, 'Troyler'.
"Well, as y'all know, Troye here has recently released his new EP! What's it called again, Troye?"
"Tilly, I'm sure you could answer that one, but yes, TRXYE has been released, but I'm sure you all know that as you are here for the official TRXYE tour!"
Screams fill the stadium as Tyler and I prepare ourself for the rest of our show. After a few shorts from TRXYE, Tyler finally settles the crowd before saying, "Okay, y'all, I think we need to have a special Q&Slay for my Troye Boy here, so y'all tweet under the hashtag, '(#)AskTroylerTRXYELA' and Marcus here, will read is some of your questions!"
"While we give you guys a little bit of time to pull out your phones, Tyler, why don't you begin your trademark vine?"
"Okay y'all get ready!"
Tyler pulls out his phone before instructing the audience, after a solid 6 seconds of footage from the massive LA crowd screaming, "It's time, for a SPECIAL Q&Slay!", Tyler seems satisfied and relaxes back in his chair. I cast a nervous glance his way before looking down at my hands, the suspense of not knowing the question is painful. After what seems like an eternity, Marcus' voice booms through the speaker, "Okay, first off, how did you know you wanted to keep TRXYE a secret from the fanbase?"
Well, that's not that hard. I quickly answer the questions, and getting caught up in the act I begin to feel more and more comfortable. Marcus begins to close off the Q&Slay,
"We have one final question here, this is the most demanded question I do believe."
I breathe deeply, only hoping it isn't what I think it is.
"Is Troyler just friends?"
Here we go a f*cking gain. I can't help the fierce blush that over takes my face after thinking about what Tyler and I did. I look down, hoping Tyler will answer for me. He jumps up of his chair and grabs my hand, as Tyler looks me in the eye and squeezes my hand, I breathe deeply. I feel relaxed. At least until Tyler states 8 words I never want to hear again.
"Okay, y'all, we have something to tell you."
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Just Friends? Troyler.
FanficA 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)