Troye POV
We have been sitting here for maybe 30 minutes and Jillian keeps glaring at me. She whines and looks up at me, her button lip is stuck out in a puppy-like manner and her eyes are wide. "Troye", she says extending my name, "could you please get off of me, please."
I can't say no, she's too cute, cute? What are you doing, Troye. I stand up and she lunges at me and punches me in the bicep. "Ow!" I scream. That stung like a bitch. "That’s what you get, butthead."
Jillian POV
I walk into the bathroom, fuck. I need to get ready for my panels today I take a quick shower, and do my makeup, leaving my hair thick hair to attempt to air dry, "Hey Troye?" I yell as I am putting on mascara, "yes?" he says his face in his phone screen.
"Honey, you need to get ready. Its 12:00 and we have panels starting at 1:00." I say, "Fuck!" he yells and jumps up. "Troye, meet back here at 11:45-ish, okay?"
"Okay!" he says back and runs out the door. God he is to die for, stop thinking about Troye like that Jillian. You guys are just friends. That’s all. I finish putting on my makeup and begin to curl my long hair. I wish I had hair like Zoe's though, it's perfect. I am finishing the last curl when the door opens. Troye walks in with Taco Bell and sits on the bed, "Troye! You didn't have to buy me food," I smile and finish my last curl, "well since you let me sleep here last night, I thought I owed you." he says.
"Aw thank you, babe," I say and give him a kiss on the cheek, "and you are welcome to sleep here anytime."
"Thanks," Troye said and he ate a bite of food.
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We finish eating and walk out of the hotel room to the elevator. We are holding hands and swinging our arms together.
We’re in the elevator going down to the lobby and we are singing. Troye’s voice is like perfect, it's just amazing. I sang in choir and did drama so I have a pretty above decent voice, Troye tells me he loves it, but I don't know.
We get off the elevator and go into the convention center, avoiding all of the fans and getting into the back space. Troye sits on the couch and I lay down next to him my head lying on his lap.
Today I have a panel for just me, basically a Q&A and I talk about my new song coming out, a panel with the brits(another Q&A only I ask them the questions, because I am the American), and a 'Joye' panel, which is mine and Troye’s ship, oh I how I wish it was cannon. And Troye has a Troyler panel and a panel about his EP, the 'Joye' one too.
Troye plays with my hair until we have to go to our panels; our 'Joye' panel is our last one of the day. I can't wait.
