Yours Truly, Me (Troyler)

✉️Chapter 21✉️

Troye POV

On the day I get back from Brighton, I decide to make another little video for YouTube. Not a Q&A, not anything really scripted. Just a simple 'Things that I think about a lot' video.

And trust me when I say I've been thinking about a lot of things a lot over the past few hours.

I get my equipment ready, and start the video.

"Hi, my name is Troye Sivan, and I have a lot of thoughts."

"I like to think that I think a lot, but here are my life questions that really annoy me because they simply don't make sense."

I say all of this, staring directly in the camera, not faltering at all. "Why is sex called 'making love'? It makes sense if you're doing it to have a baby, because you ( hopefully ) love your child, but when people say it it usually just means they're getting naked and playing with genitals."

"What is it that caused people to be inspired to swim? Who had the thought of,'I wonder what would happen if we copied those animals in the water'? Who was the first person to ever drown and discover why we've never swam before that?"

"Why are certain names conventional and some names weird? What would've happened if humanity started with people named Bob and Mellissa, and then the normal names of today were Bartholomew and Carlisle? Like who even gets to decide which names are weird and which names are unoriginal and which names are pretty and which names are stupid?"

"Why do we have to sign letters with our name every single time? People reading our letters, unless it's to someone we don't know at all, should just know who they're talking to. 'Yours Truly, Me', am I right?"

"Why do dentists always insist on talking to me when they're doing shit to the inside of my mouth?"

"Who decided that pale skin was unattractive and who decided that tan skin was sexy?"

"Who decided that certain regions of the world get to have their own accents?"

I ask several more random questions, and then end the video with my signature wink and classic outro. Then I do some editing, spending over an hour just contemplating whether to remove one of the questions or not, then once I decide, I upload the video for the world to view to their heart's content.

Tyler POV

After I left the airport, Connor and Zöe both noticed my mood change, which had to do with a huge grin overtaking my face and a wistful look in my eyes and the fact that I kept zoning everyone and everything out.

So, I kind of made out with Troye at the airport over the arm rests of the uncomfortable chairs in the middle of his gate, with the bustling about of people in the background just going on with their lives all around us, not to mention the pressure of Troye having to board his flight any second boring to down on us and staring us right in the face.

It was pretty much the best kiss of all time.

I just wish he didn't have to board that plane. And I wish I didn't have to board an entirely different plane shortly after.

I was reluctant to go back to Zöe's and gather my things, but it was simply time to go home. But where was home at this point? As people ways say, home is where the heart is. If that's the case, then home is wherever Troye is right now, because he took my heart in both hands, and delicately packed it inside his suitcase with everything else that he claims as his own, to keep with him at all times. Whether he knows that, I'm not sure, though he probably does.

Anyways, I bid my farewells to Zöe back at her place, and came to the airport with Connor, since we shared the flight back to LAX.

In the plane, during our flight back home, Connor asks,"So, what's with the huge grin all of the sudden?"