Love is Cruel - A Troyler Fanfiction

Chapter 2

Tyler's POV:

I laugh hysterically as Korey somehow manages to spill his Starbucks all down his front, completely ruining his shirt.

We're sat in his living room but we've got a take away Starbucks thingy ma boo.

I feel completely blessed that we're at his house an not mine, because there's no way, not to the deepest pits of mother fucking hell that I would be laughing if I had to clean that milky, creamy, chocolatey substance of my rug.

But since we're not at mine, I'm laughing until I'm nearly crying. When finally I look up again to take a breath, I see his face through blurry eyes and immediately start laughing hysterically again.

Eventually, once I muster the calm to look back up and not collapse with laughter again (it's difficult though!) Korey looks over to me, staring at me seriously and looking straight into my eyes.

"Tyler?" He said, in a serious tone that I don't tend to hear often.

"Wassup, babes?" I replied.

"When you laugh, you sound like a goose."

He only manages to keep his serious face for a second longer, before we both collapse into giggles, clutching our sides.

Oh, and don't get me wrong, as much as I love him, Korey and I aren't, like, an item or anything! I mean, we tried dating a while ago, but it didn't really work out for us, you know? So now we're just super duper fabby tastic friends. I sound like Louise!

"Fabby tastic sprinkerlerinos!" I say out loud, earning a weird look off Korey for randomly quoting Louise, and then we both fall about laughing again. I laugh a lot when I'm with Korey, which is good. Laughing's good.

So then we just sit, sip and chat for a bit when I see this guy running past the window. He's majorly skinny, and his face is really red because he's crying so much.

Me and Korey stop talking for a second and just watch him speed past. He's, like, really hawt, but it doesn't really feel like a great time to point that out. I think that I could probably get a degree for worst times to point stuff out. But he was hot.

Shut up Tyler, WE HAVE A SITUATION TO DEAL WITH HERE.

Moving on...

"Erm... Should we help him or something?" I ask Korey, who shakes his head whilst still watching the guy, who, though small and frail, doesn't actually seem that much younger than us, a couple of years, maybe?

But then he turns a corner, so we cant see him anymore. After that, Korey turns to me and says, "I think that that was a good thing to do, right? I mean, he probably has his own shit, yeah?" And I think he's probably right.

So after a short discussion about what just happened we move onto a 1D fan fic session instead, pushing it onto the back of our minds.

But then, once I curl up to sleep (in my boxers, I told you we were close) on Korey's white leather sofa that night, I can't help but think about the gorgeous guy who seems so mysterious to me.

I just want to know who he is now, if I see him again then I will definitely find out who he is, but until then I need to sleep. My eyes begin to shut of their own accord as I listen to Korey's deep, even breaths and I fall into a deep sleep.

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A/N

IM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING!

I love you guys so much but life always seems to get in the way, cause life's a bitch, you know?

For this story they all life in Michigan with Ty, just to be clear, but Troye's still from Australia, he just moved there, but ALL WILL COME CLEAR! Don't worry!

Any whom, see you guys soon!

BYEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Mary

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