Closeness (A Troyler Story)

Chapter 5: Ryan & Arrivals

TROYES P.O.V

I rushed out the door, racing with time, needing to get to the Airport without missing my flight. VidCon, VidCon, VidCon. Very stressful, though it's worth the hair loss and lack of sanity. Boarding starts at 3:00, what time is it now? Shit. Where's my phone? Oh okay. It's just in my pocket. My laptop? DID I REMEMBER MY LAPTOP?! Yes okay. It's on the seat beside me. I don't think anything else is really that important, except for the fact that it is 2:30. Security better be fucking quick or I will not hesitate to cut a bitch.

I made it to security, quicker than I thought to be honest, but that's a good thing. Okay. My luggage is now with the airport, no longer my problem, just my carry on, laptop, and phone. We're good now. I had to take my laptop out of my laptop bag and into a different tray, I don't know why. Stupid really. I pushed it through the scanner, everything went well according to the lady behind the computer. She didn't look very happy. Mid forties? Maybe?

Next was the worst struggle. Lifting my Carry on. Oh crap. No, my carry on is not heavy, but I have noodle arms. Everything is heavy. I'm used to rolling my bag across the floor, I can't lift this. I got it a few inches off the ground until I fell with a thud. I was now on the ground. Standing up, dusting myself off, I felt someone behind me and I turned around. Holy shit. Stood there, was a young man in his early twenties, smirking at me. He had dark hair, a light tan and I could see his defined muscles through his tight tee shirt.

"Want some help with that?" He spoke. His voice was hot, with a really thick American accent.

He lifted my bag off the ground easily with one arm. I have now been watching him for a very long time, which is what I tend to accidentally do- all the time.

"My names Ryan." He said, walking away. I woke up from my little dream and gathered up my things, heading for my gate. I made it just in time for boarding and found my seat immediately. I plugged in my headphones, turning on some music, Lay Me Down by Sam Smith to be exact. My current fave. I closed my eyes, hoping to find my relaxing little dreams. Ugh Sam Smith is everything. So much talent from one man.

I was just drifting to sleep when I felt someone sit beside me, and I can tell you I was not disappointed. There again, was Ryan, with the same sexy smirk he had on when I first saw him.

"And you are?" He asked me once again.

"Troye." I responded quietly.

"Where's a pretty little twink like you from?" He leaned in closer, which made me back away a bit. He was attractive, but I need my space.

"Perth. Where are you from?" I somehow gained a bit of confidence from somewhere.

"Oh. You're an Aussie, that explains your adorable accent." We are literally in Australia, why is he surprised by this. Ryan leaned in some more, me responding the way I did before. He continued, "I'm from Anaheim."

"Good for you." I was starting to feel uncomfortable. "Can you like, give me some space please. I can't really breathe when you're right in my face." I told him with a blank expression. He backed away, but he stayed in his seat, still smirking, casually on his phone, now minding his own business. I laid my head on the plane wall next to the window, and finally caught some Z's.

I woke up around 4 hours later. Ugh. I still have 11 hours of this shitty plane ride left.

"Rise and shine, twink." Spoke the obnoxious American beside me. He kinda reminded me of the way Tyler always calls me twink.

"Hello, Mister American." I said glaring at him, "Why did you wake me up."

"You were humming a song in your sleep."

"And?"

"You sounded really good. I like the sound of your voice." I blushed a little, smiling down into my lap.

"Thanks."

"Also, while you were asleep, the flight attendant came by. I bought you a cookie."

"Thanks." I repeated, taking the cookie from Ryan's hand.

I fell back asleep afterwards, only getting up to pee quickly, which- thankfully -Ryan was asleep during.

I woke up to the flight attendant announcing that the plane was going to land soon. Once we got off the plane, with Ryan helping me with my luggage once again, I headed off to see Tyler, my bestfriend- the boy who I was going to stay with before going to VidCon.

I walked through the gate doors, seeing Tyler, and immediately running towards him to engulf him in a big hug. Skyping just wasn't enough. I really did miss my Tilly.

"I missed you so much, Troye." Tyler whispered into my ear as we dragged on the hug, reluctant to let go.

"I missed you too, Tilly."

We walked over to get my luggage, Tyler lifting it easily as we started rolling away with it, catching up on everything. All I felt was a slap on my ass and I turned around. It was Ryan, I was angry with him, but happy that that was the last time I'll ever seen him.

A/N

HIII I'm back. I've started school (since I'm in Canada we start a month later than normal people). I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while. This one is kinda a crappy filler but I introduced someone new? Do you like it? Nah? Idk I felt like it was needed.

My sister and brother moved out so that's sad BUT TYLERS GOING ON TOUR AND HIS PODCAST CAME OUT TODAY. He probably won't come here though, no one ever comes here.

Anyways,

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xx Cat