chapter 3

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Troyes POV

'@troyesivan : tilly where are you' I tweet 1) to send the Troyler shippers off the edge and 2) I haven't been able to get in touch with Tyler all day and I miss him. I think I may have feelings for him. I think I like. wait scratch that. I think I love tyler Oakley. my best friend. but I can't im too young and the distance and the everything he's so much more experienced than me. I'm a virgin and he is the sex king. I wish I could tell myself to stop thinking like this. I'm only going to upset myself. but I can't I send myself into a whirlwind of tears and aches I miss tyler I miss his hugs. his scent. how soft his hair was. I miss his cute american accent and his lisp that nobody notices untill youve talked to him enough. I just miss Tyler

tylers POV

"korey!" I call from the kitchen. "KOREY" I shout a little louder. "WHAT DO YOU WANT YOU LITTLE SKANK ASS HOE" he shouts back. "where's the bagel bites I just bought like a whole new box" I whine as im squatting infront of the freezer. "oops" he giggles as I stand up and glare at him. "you may be my best friend but your a pain in the ass" I say grabbing a bottle of water and plopping down for some laptop time. "maybe we should go out for dinner" korey suggests. "sure how about McDonalds?" I ask craving something gross. "I was thinking more of a nicer dinner maybe get a little bit dressed up." he says scooting closer to me "um sure?" I conclude looking at him questioning. "yay" he chirps and skips off to his bed room. that was Fucking weird

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