Closeness (A Troyler Story)

Chapter 6: Comfort

TROYE'S P.O.V

"So I guess we have lots to catch up on!" Tyler beamed at me from the drivers side of the car. I must admit, Tyler looked really good today, his hair styled into a perfect quiff, black 3 quarter jean capris, and a white shirt with a dark blue button up thrown on top. I'm not sure why he dressed up, he was just picking me up from the airport today I presumed. He always picked me up from the airport in Los Angeles, he said it's proper 'Best Friend Etiquette' and I did not have a problem with that. I loved Ty, platonically anyways. I was really happy that I had finally gotten over him since my little crush on him when we first met- that was hell. Silly Troye thinking you had a chance. I've moved on now, I guess my choice right now could have been on someone a little gayer than Caspar, but whatever.

"I guess we do hey? Couldn't wait to see me could ya, Tilly?" I responded with a smirk.

"I really couldn't. It's not the same around here without you in LA." he continued, "So, any cute boys on your flight?" he smiled at me.

This led me to think of Ryan, of course. He annoyed me on a physical level- physical as in if he gets any closer to my face than I'm going to physically throw his body into the burning flames of hell.

"Actually there was." I said back with the same smirk I had plastered on before. Ty stiffened up a bit, but I doubted it meant anything.

"Spill it, TroyeSivan. Mama's thirsty. What was his name?"

"Mmmh. Name's Ryan. He's not worth our time though, he's a douchebag." I casually remarked, looking out the window.

He raised his brow, confused, eyes still glued to the road. "What happened?"

"I told you he's not worth our time, Ty."

He nodded understandingly as we pulled up to a place that was definitely not his apartment, of course its not like I had a problem with pulling into Subway. Ah yes, the place where dreams come true.

We got out of the car and entered the little restaurant, sighing deeply as I sniff the familiar scent, all Subways smell the same, yet nothing else has such a smell.

We ordered our subs, of course the usual. We've memorized each others Subway orders since we met last year, one of the things that were mandatory in our friendship considering how often we went there together. Once we got our food, we sat down and dug right in.

There was barely any talking, considering we were both starving. I had no idea I was so hungry until I started eating, unable to stop until the last bite of my sandwhich. The last time I ate was when Ryan gave me that cookie, no wonder my stomach was so grumbly.

We finished our sub, split the two cookies- one for me, one for Ty, and made our way to the car.

"Thanks for the subway, Tilly." I spoke while we started driving to his apartment.

"Your belly seems to be thanking me as well." It was digesting and making bubbly noises because of how empty I was before.

"Shhhh... I'm just craving a little Nutella, that's all. I'm hoping you have some at home or else I swear I'm gonna kill something."

"You're kidding me, right?" He lifted an eyebrow, smirking slightly, "When do I not have it when you're around?"

"Just making sure Ty." I giggled a bit before punching him lightly in the shoulder, just as one of my songs from TRXYE came on the radio. I quickly changed the station, noticing Tyler make a little frown.

"Why did you change it?" he asked innocently.

"I don't like listening to my own music with people around, okay?"

"Pleeeeeasseeee, Troye?" He batted his eyelashes at me through his thick glasses.

I can't say no to Tyler when he makes those eyes at me. "Okay. Fine..."

I quickly changed the radio station back to one of my songs, humming the recognizable tune 'Fun'. We ended up singing it at the top of our lungs, giggling to ourselves as we pulled into the parking lot to his apartment. Tyler took my luggage for me, considering my weak arms wouldn't be of much assistance.

Walking into the his apartment I sniffed the familiar scent, it was so Tyler. I've certainly missed Tyler a lot, and his smell comforted me a lot- which ended up reminding me of my other friends. Vidcon! Only a couple days. That's all I have to wait. I miss them all, Zoe and her cheerful attitude, Joe and his humour, Alfie and his kindness, Marcus and his muscular hold, Louise and her lovely personality, Grace, Hannah, Mamrie being the life of the party, and plenty more. Especially Caspar of course. His dirty blonde hair and the way his cheeks crinkle when he smiles, it's gorgeous really. Why did he have to be fucking straight? I was brought back to reality to a confused looking Tyler snapping at my face.

"Hmmm?" I hummed, asking him to repeat his question.

"I said, I'm going to take a shower, your stuff is in your room for when you need it," he pointed to the cupboard, "There's Nutella in there if you want it, okay?" he smiled.

"Okay. Thanks Tilly."

Tyler walked into his ensuite bathroom that attached to his room, and closed the door behind him. After his cheery and lifey self left the room and the adrenaline of being in America again died down a bit, the jet lag was finally getting to me and I suddenly grew very sleepy. I wabbled to my room, kicked off my jeans and plopped face first onto the bed. I fell asleep instantly.

A/N

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