Table's turned (Troye Fanfic)

Chapter 2: Movie Premiere

Sofia's POV

I'm at Troye's hotel room, sitting on the small sofa between the kitchen and bed. We're suppose to head for the movie premiere in a few minutes and Troye offered me to stay the night since the movie ends so late. I'm quite nervous, considering the fact that if Troye were to let me sleep in his bed he'd never be able to sleep on the tiny sofa. And I know that he would never let me sleep on the sofa... which only means he would have to sleep with me. I swear if that happens, I'll be hyperventilating the entire night. My thoughts are suddenly interrupted by a cheerful Troye walking into the room from the bathroom. "Ready bae"? Troye has started calling me bae ever since our discussion on how odd the word is and it never fails to flatter me. "Yeah Sivan" I say smiling, rising to grab my coat and keys. As we walk out the door his expression turns to a pouty face "I really want to drive". I know he's just trying to guilt trip me into letting him drive illegally in America and I purse my lips at him as we walk through the hotel front door. "Nice try". He laughs and before I can reach my car door he runs ahead of me and I begin to yell until I realize that he's only opening it for me. I blush "Oh thank you". He winks and runs around the car to get in shotgun. 

As we're driving we have small conversations about our expectations for the movie. Suddenly, out of no where, Troye looks over to me bitting his lip. I look at him confused "What is it"? He slowly hesitates and then says in a quieter voice than usual "Do you have a boyfriend"? I just assume he's curious so I shake my head and laugh "No one wants any of this". He furrows his brows and mutters something that I can't quite get. I jab him playfully with my elbow and smirk "What did you say"? He stutters with his words and then says in a calm voice "Boys just don't see how much you're worth. You're basically everything any guy could ever want". I notice how he really enunciates the any and I'm completely taken. Is this a chance for me.. could he maybe. No, he wouldn't like me because that's just impossible. I discard all my thoughts on the matter and focus on driving. 

As we arrive at the movie we cannot forget popcorn so Troye offers to stand in line for us so that I can get us seats. I tell him what'd I like quickly and rush to the theater. We're only a little late but I don't want to have to sit in the front. Thankfully most people decided that the front would be a good idea and the middle section is completely empty. I take a seat in the center and pull out my phone as I wait for Troye. I pull up Twitter and immediately my feed is filled up with Tyler's, Connor's, and Troye's tweets. I'm not surprised because they always spam their Twitters with constant updates. I decide to make a simple Tweet "hanging with the bae at the premier". Right away I'm getting tons of retweets and responses. People are debating whether or not their Soyler ship could be real but most end up saying it's impossible because Troye is sadly, gay. Ok well that's kind of a ridiculous sentence because gay used to mean happy. I turn my head to see Troye entering my row with ONE giant bag of popcorn and ONE giant drink. I can't hide my confusion and he chuckles. "We both wanted the same thing, so I thought we might as well just share". I don't protest because the possibility of Troye's saliva getting stuck in his straw and me taking a sip doesn't sound too bad. Ok now that was actually really creepy. Just as he settles down the movie begins.