Why Not? -Troyler AU

Chapter Eight: Movies

*Troye's POV*

"Why not?" I said smiling over at Tyler. To be honest, I've seen Zombieland a million times, but I could watch it a million more.

Tyler went and got us some blankets, insisting it would make the movie better. After we both had our blankets and were on seperate sides of the couch, Tyler started the movie.

Neither one of us really said anything important through the first half of the move. The occasional comment about the actors would be the extent of our conversations. We both would laugh whenever the characters did anything funny, and since it wasn't really a scary movie, we never jumped or anything. Out of no where though, Tyler shifted so he was sitting a lot closer to me. Before I knew it he was putting his head in my lap and stretching his feet to where he had been sitting before.

"Comfy?" I questioned, looking down at Tyler with a small smirk.

"Obviously... Do you mind?" Friends do this right?

"Nah, you're fine." I figured that was a good reply.

We continued to stay in this position through the rest of the movie, until the zombie clown came on the screen and I jumped.

"Seriously Troye? That scared you?" He joked.

"I've seen this movie a hundred times, but that dumb clown always scares me. Shut up."

"Whatever you say, Troyeboy."

After the movie ended, we decided to watch another movie. After much debate and laughter, we decided to go with the classic, Mean Girls.

"We really are two very gay men. Who else would sit at home on a Tuesday night and watch Mean Girls?" I said as Tyler, who was now back on "his side" of the couch, pressed play.

"Obviously, two very fun people, like us."

"Right." I replied, dragging out the word.

We sat through the whole movie, both of us reciting the lines with the actors, because let's face it, who doesn't know most of the lines from Mean Girls? As the credits rolled I looked at my phone to see it was already 11pm. I didn't really know what to do. We had our acting class tomorrow, and I didn't plan on staying the night, but neither did Tyler last night at my apartment.

"So, Tyler.." I paused as he looked over at me, "It's getting kind of late. I guess I should go now." We both sighed quietly, both not really wanting the other to hear the disappointment.

'Yeah, umm.." He stopped and it seemed like he was trying to find a way to word his next sentence. "How about I walk you home? I mean its not far, but you shouldn't have to walk alone in the dark, right?"

"That sounds like a good plan."

As we started walking to my apartment, there was some awkward silence at first, but was soon broken when Tyler started speaking.

"So, what do you think we'll do tomorrow in class?"

"Don't we get our scripts for our auditions tomorrow?" I replied.

"Oh yeah! That's right. I'm kind of excited to see what kind of play Hannah and Shane have came up with this time. They are just so creative, I don't know how they do it. Are you going to audition for a lead role? I can just imagine you up there having to kiss a girl or something."

"What do you mean by that?

"You know how most plays go. Theres always some kind of romance and a big kiss. If you're the lead, you'll porbably have to kiss some girl."

"I probably won't get a lead role even if I did try. I don't plan on auditioning for a lead role anyway. I think you should though! Seeing you kiss some girl would be pretty funny actually."