Long Way Down

No Filter

Tyler’s POV

"Yeah yeah we've already called a cab, I'm in the lobby with Connor. We’ll be there soon," I told Hannah through the phone before ending the call, waiting patiently for Troye to get ready for the No filter Show we were attending tonight.

"Hey Sivan, took you long enough!"

I teased Troye smirking as he walked out of the elevator toward us, narrowing his eyes and tilting his head slightly in annoyance, hiding a tiny smile in the corner of his lips.

"Oh I’m so very sorry Ty,” he said over-dramatically, throwing himself down on the armchair before me. “I don’t remember you being that bothered when someone ran late ‘cause couldn’t find their hair products last week, though,” he said now with a smirk on his features instead of me, infatuating the word ‘someone’ by raising his voice slightly. I rolled my eyes and was about to come back with a witty response for our usual banter, when Connor cut us off.

“Alright princesses, you two can finish this one later. The cab is here”, he said giggling, getting up on his feet after pointing to the taxi just outside our hotel entry.

We threw narrowed glances toward each other smiling slightly, before following Con into the car. We were all ecstatic to watch our hilarious and talented friends perform, I’m sure we will have an amazing time tonight. I always get incredibly proud of my friends whenever they reach something great, and this time wouldn’t be different. I couldn’t be happier for Hannah, Grace and Mamrie.

We made our way to the theatre where the show would take place, searching for our seats as soon as we got in. We were about to sit down when we sighed a wave of people arriving and approaching us, intending to pass through us to get to their seats, since ours were right in the middle of the line. We tried our best to press our sides toward the benches in front of us, allowing everyone to pass through. There were still a few people left to get to their seats, when I heard someone bumping into Troye, who was standing right behind me.

Troye’s body was thrown harshly against my back, and giving that Connor was in front of me and a bunch of people behind Troye, there wasn’t much space for me to move away. I had to hold my breath when I felt a bulge growing against my butt, the sudden sensation of his aroused crotch pressed against me sending a fizzy tingle down my lower abdomen. My mind went blank when Troye started rubbing his hips against me, probably trying to turn around, but instead, making me feel slightly dizzier each inch he moved.

In what felt like ages of me trying to pull myself together and grabbing the chair beside me to regain my balance, the last person finally passed through us. Both Troye and I sat down almost hurriedly, as I tried to even out my heartbeat, noticing a bulge now in my own jeans. I tried to shift carefully on my seat, looking for a position where my current arousal wouldn’t be too visible. Not being able to find any, I got up an instant later, muttering a quick ‘I’ll be right back’ before heading to the restroom.

Asking a woman where it was, I made my way to the bathroom, thanking silently for its emptiness. I washed gently my face with cold water, feeling myself finally calming down and looking at my own reflection at the mirror before me, a thousand things running through my mind.

What the hell was happening? I have never been this out of control in my entire life, to the point where I would have to literally get out of the room to calm my aroused self down. Since our kiss in the main stage, whenever Troye got too close to me, it seemed impossible to control the urge I felt to just pin that boy against the first wall I saw, to show him exactly how crazy he was driving me. I almost slapped myself remembering how carried away I had gotten yesterday on our way to lunch, almost kissing him after our main stage kiss, my body moving against him without me even realizing. I don't think he noticed though, thankfully, considering how natural he acted when I stepped back.