Chapter 18

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*Tylers POV*

Our skype conversation was pretty basic. We got caught up on each others lives and a lot of sorry's were said. By the end both of us were laughing our butts off and we were friends again. Well atleast thats what I thought. 

"So Til- Uh. Tyler."

"Troye, You can call me tilly. I don't mind."

"Okay. So Tilly." Troye said laughing. "I'm thinking about staying in America for a bit longer. And maybe moving there. I mean, all of my friends and you live there and it's just a pain flying there a ton when I can just stay. Ya know?"

"Troye, Won't you miss you're family?"

"Yea, I will. But that's a chance I'm willing to take. I've already talked to my parents and they said if it will make me happy, go for it. But I'm still deciding. And I need you're help." Troye said.

"Okay with what?"

"If I do move there, I won't be able to afford my own place until I make some money. Do you think maybe I could stay at you're place for a bit? I can always sleep on the couch and you won't even know I'm there. And you're my only really close friend and I feel more comfortable around you than I do anyone else."

"Um. Will you give me a bit to think about it?" I asked. This was a ton to ask me and I had to think.

"Sure Ty, Call me tommorow?" Troye asked smiling.

"Of course, It was nice talking to you again. I missed you! Bye." I said smiling back.

"I missed you too, Bye!" Troye said hanging up.

I didn't have any trouble sleeping after Troye hung up. I felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off of my shoulder. Troye isn't mad, and he doesn't hate me.

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