Flushed (Troyler AU)

Chapter 2

Listen to: Gold by Chet Faker (do it! It's amazing)

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I tackled Zoe into a warm embrace, grinning from ear to ear, unable to form words. I felt my happiest in that moment. Still clutching the two tickets in my hand, I stared at them for a moment before something caught my eye.

"VIP FLOOR" was written at the very bottom, which could only mean one thing. I was fully aware that the section was right near the barrier and included a meet and greet at the end of the show since I spent hours looking at tickets online,earlier, groaning in frustration when I saw the price. I would never be able to afford them.

I still hadn't answered Zoe, and knowing her well, she probably thought I was disappointed which was actually the complete opposite. I turn to her, smiling brightly unable to contain myself. She looks me in the eyes waiting for a reaction.

" Do you like it?" She asks me, unsure, even though she knows of my unhealthy obsession with him. We've spent countless nights fangirling, jumping and squealing. Screaming the lyrics at the top of our lungs, calling each other to gush over every new instagram picture he posted. Zoe obviously knew he was gay, but that didn't stop her for even a moment, just like the rest of the world.

"Is that even a question?" I told her, laughing, before hugging her again.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!' I continued, repeating the words over and over again. I hoped that she knew how much I truly appreciated and loved her. Not just for the best birthday present I've ever received but just for being herself. The sweet, joyous girl that always brought a smile upon my face.

I pulled away, getting off of the bed to turn Troye's album on full blast. Returning to Zoe only to grab her hands to pull her up before breaking into my signature dance moves. Our laughter bounced against each wall as we body rolled back to back, bumping our hips together a few times.

I haven't felt this happy in a long time. I thought to myself, while tears from laughing too hard dampened my eyes.

The rest of the day went by smoothly, it was spent well. If fangirling and freaking out over Troye Sivan is productive in any way. Zoe stayed until after my small party, which included my five closest friends and the entire family. I was fairly tired by the end, awaiting my soft and comforting bed. As people shuffled out the door in a straight line, I prepared for bed, yawning loudly.

Flopping onto the inviting bed, I snuggled with my pillow, thinking back to the days activities. I sighed contently, though still not realizing I would be seeing my idol in a mere two days. He would actually be in front of me, breathing the same air as me, only meters away from me. What if he looked straight at me and winked, smirking afterwards upon seeing the shocked expression on my features. How would I act when I met him? Would I freak out or be internally squealing while putting on my best poker face? My mind wandered as to what would happen the moment I met him, thinking through different scenarios that would hopefully make him interested in me. I shouldn't get my hopes up but it was too late and I was too tired to be thinking clearly. My heart fluttered at the thought of his soft lips meshing against mine in an intimate embrace. I couldn't help myself when I imagined being wrapped in his strong arms, just laying peacefully in each other's company. Oh how I wished it would be real, but deep down I knew it was impossible. My love for this man was pure, unlike anything I've felt before. Even though we've never met it was there, nested in my heart. I felt foolish at the same time for loving someone so deeply, so unconditionally without hearing my name slide of their tongue, without holding their hand in mine, without hearing them laugh because of me.

I've never been in love before. Sure, I dated a few guys here and there, three to be exact. But there was never any connection, no butterflies when their hand brushed past mine. It was meaningless and mostly physical. Not that I minded, but it would be nice to have someone be there for you, whenever. My past relationships never lasted long, mostly because of my lack of feelings. If only I knew back then that my heart was taken. I had fallen hard for Troye Sivan, the boy with the piercing blue eyes that's accomplished more than I could ever dream of at such young age.