So I believe you're all wondering how things got to be this way. After all, last time you checked I was top of the charts. I was trending worldwide. Unstoppable even. Well things didn't stay like that for much longer.
It was December 29th, 2014. Ty and I were hanging out, editing our New Years resolution videos and laughing at our terrible screw ups and on screen jokes. He'd taken concern to the amount of times I'd been coughing in the video but I'd brushed it off, assuring him it was most likely nothing more then than a mere common cold.
That was a mistake.
February 12, 2014. I was taken to the ER with severe chest pain. Nothing like Id ever experienced before, not this type of pain. I remember that day so clearly. I was still in the states doing meetings and collabs. Next thing I know, I'm in the hospital on a breathing machine, my eye lids just barley peeping open to see the hospital window. Standing on the other side of that window is Tyler.
I will never forget the look on his face when they told him.
"Your friend has been diagnosed with terminal thyroid cancer, as well metastasis forming in his lungs. That would be the reason for his difficulty breathing and chest pain. Right now it's not looking very bright. He has taken damage to both lungs and will most likely have breathing problems for the rest of his life. Please understand that we are doing the best we can sir, I'm deeply sorry."
I remember seeing him start to yell. Thrash around, pull at his perfect sea foam hair. His face completely red as anger and denial overcame him.
"Cancer? Troye has cancer? He can't. No fucking way. No FUCKING way."
Then the tears began to fall and so did he, landing in a heap on the floor as choked sobs were ripped through him. He'd calm himself down only long enough to see the next unknowing friend arrive with a worried expression on their face and then he would lose it. He was gone.
That was one of the worst days of my life. Listening to all of the people I love and care for fall apart outside my room. Zoe collapsed into Alfies arms, falling with him to the floor as they heard the news and nothing but tears were said. Casper flipped a chair, making quite the scene before walking out of the hospital, no doubt with a wet face.
As more and more of them came, it seemed to get harder and harder for Tyler to breathe. Here they were. Youtubes happy family. Breaking, one by one.
I could hear it all. The mangled sobs, the screams of frustration, the quiet whimpering. All that I could do was listen to the unimaginable torture while I lay helplessly strapped down with more metal and tubes than flesh covering me.
With all of my strength I turned my head slightly to get a better view of the patient window. There he was. A pastel fucking wreck all over himself yet still managed to look stunning. But his eyes caught with mine and they locked. He seemed to tell me something with his eyes. To promise that what we had wouldn't die, even if I did.
"their eyes were oceans they wanted to swim in for all eternity, each wave bringing them closer to each other."
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Troyler: Kairos
ФанфикKairos - (n.) the perfect, delicate, crucial moment; the fleeting rightness of time and place that creates the opportune atmosphere for action, words, or movement. Two boys. One friendship. One love. (or the story where Troye's self concious wakes u...