Dediacation - Skyeblue3476 - She read my phrase as an innuendo and that literally made my day. :)
Troyes POV
“NO WAY. NADA.THIS CAN’T BE POSSIBLE. OH MY FUCKING GOD YES” I think to myself as I try to fall asleep in the boy’s arms. But I can’t because HMMM LETS THINK. THE CUTEST BOY EVER JUST TOLD ME HE LIKED ME, LIKE WHAT. He obviously thought I was asleep when he told me omg. My emotions feel like they have been spiked with a shit load of sugar, alcohol and monster energy drink. There going absolutely insane! This perfect boy, one who apparently actually cares about me, fell me for me. It’s not like I’ll ever deserve him but this is like a freaking fairytale. When does your crush ever like you back? What should I do? Should I keep pretending I’m asleep or announce my feelings or what? My mind whirs and whizzes feeling like its zapped a hurricane inside, determined to mess up my train of thought and not allow me to decipher the information.
“I really like you too, Tyler” I feel a stab in my heart and open my eyes to see who was talking to him. I feel the familiar redness rise to my cheeks as I soon realise it was me who had said the treasured words. “Good going mouth” Oh gosh, I’m now talking to myself, isn’t that like the first sign of madness? Things this boy does to me. I flick my line of sight up to his beautiful face and watch as it slightly pales when he heard my words.
“You heard me?” he asks quietly and a bit shamefully, now blushing quite ferociously,
“Yup” I say sassily, popping the p, “and you obviously heard me” I remarked, indicating to his red rosy cheeks. “But it’s okay” I continue. “Because I like you back” He smiles pettily at my statement and blushes even more, if that was possible but it was short lived...He smirks sassily, his blush dying down and instead a mischievous glint takes over his pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty face.
“So” He uttered secretively. “You would mind me doing this?” And he slips his soft hand into mine, delicately linking our fingers in an embrace. I literally can’t contain the smile that takes over face. And the feeling of his hand softly squeezing mine.
“Oh I absolutely don’t mind” I reply excitedly, entranced with the pastel perfection.
“And this?” he questions, however not giving me any time to answer, he presses his pale soft lips to my cheek. As soft pale blush rises to my cheeks as he pulls away. That feeling was sensational. Bliss when his delicate lips were pressed to mine and just the feeling of feeling love and just uGH. The things he does to me and it’s only been 5 minutes. I nod my head in response to his question, not trusting my voice right now.
“And what about this” he murmurs, while his hand untangles from mine and goes up to caress my cheek. He head cocks to the side in devilish question and it’s just adorable.
“Abso-“ My shaky words are cut off from those plush pink lips, which used to lay claim to my cheek now lay on my own rosy, chapped lips. The europhoria it brought was like the squeezing of the hand, mixed in with the kiss on the cheek. Added to the connection were excitement, love and alcohol. It is possible to get high of a kiss because motherfucker I’m soaring. I realise I was stiff so I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck and melted into the kiss. He moved his hand from my cheek to my waist and brought me closer to him, closing the discarded space between us. Our lips intertwined and I smiled into the kiss. He pulled away slowly, grinning from ear to ear.
“Wow” he stammers, still unable to bin his grin. “Fuck this is fast but shit, um be mine?”
Fucking Satan wouldn’t be able rid my race of the smile. Tyler Fucking Oakley just asked me out.
“What the hell do you think the answer is? YES!” I scream at him. “But one question”
“Hm?”
“Why me. Why the fucked up boy? The one with all the scars? The one who you’ll have to work to break down his walls. Who you’ll get calls in the middle of the night from me either relapsing or crying.” I question, staring up at him, feeling tears come to my eyes.
“Oh Troye” He moves around cupping my face in his hands. “Troye you are not fucked up. I’ll gladly be your side in the middle of the night. I’ll gladly do anything for you. I’ll have you open up to me and I won’t let you down okay? Troye to me you are perfect.”
He kisses my forehead. “Your Face is perfect” He proceeds then to kiss my arms, neck, stomach and legs. “All these are perfect” he kisses my nose. “Your nose is perfect” He leans down and kisses me softly on the lips. “You my beautiful boy are perfect. Okay, P.E.R.F.E.C.T. And maybe you don’t see it but I do and I have fallen, deeply, and very hard for you and I’m going to help you.” He announces his eyes filled with worry. “Come on bae, go back to sleep” so I lean my head back into the crook of his shoulder and drift off, into what I hope with be a peaceful slumber. I wake to someone delicately shaking me.
“Troyyyyeeeee” I hear someone say. “Troyyyyyyyyeeeeebbboooyyy. You’re allowed to get out of here now.”
“Wha” I say groggily, annoyed to be waken from my slumber.
“Up we go” and before I know it I’m up in the air cradled by someone’s strong, yet caring arms. I turn my head a degree and see myself looking at the smiling face of Tyler. “Come on babe. You’re getting out of here. It’s time to leave my beautiful broken angel."
_________________________________-Authors Note-____________________
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